A request from SazzyKawaiiCatX3
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"Don't touch that!" Bumble flinched, pulling his servo from a welder like it was lava.
The scouts door wings drooped a little. All he wanted, was the welder to reattach a magnet he picked up at a human gas station.
He instead reached for the clams. "Don't touch that either!" Ratchet snapped from his lab area.
How the medic knew what was happening behind his back, was beyond Bee. "Bleepbloop." (My version of Bumblebee whirring and such. Shorter this way lol) Bumblebee cursed throwing his servos up in the air but he ended up smacking something, sending it crashing down onto Ratchets tools.
The medic quickly turned around, optics wide and mouth agape. "Frag it Bumblebee, I needed that!!" He gestured to his broken instruments.
The young scout sputtered out apologies with fallen door wings and wide optics, stepping back only to hear something crunch- his body went stiff out of fear.
Looking down, it seemed to be some sort of microscope, well, what was left of it anyways.
"Get....out...." Ratchet whispered dangerously.
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Optimus was walking through the corridors of the missle silo, his heavy foot falls mixing with his thoughts. They've been bombarded with random Decepticon attacks and just last week, there was an earthquake, destroying nearly 1/3 of the Autobots base. Which meant Ratchets work load was tripled.
Optimus sighed through his vents. He needed to find someway to relieve his friends worklo-
"And stay out!" The Prime blinked in surprise when he saw a yellow Autobot thrown towards his form, colliding into his fame sending both the prime and scout scrambling on the floor.
"Step anywhere in this medbay again and I'll reformat you into a fragging toaster!"
Optimus picked himself up from the ground and in turn helped Bumblebee. His scout began whirring and beeping so fast, Prime had to take a few nano clicks to rethink what the yellow bot said.
"Indeed. I believe Ratchet needs a well earned distraction."
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A few hours later
Ratchet was currently working on the systems to re-update the missle silos defense grid when Optimus casually walked in holding a rather large box.
"Can I help you with anything?" The medic asked gruffly, going back to his work.
"A package for you from the humans who own the property our base is on." Ratchet grumbled, something about 'set it down over there.'
Optimus did as asked, smiling smugly to himself. "Please becareful with it, it's quite fragile."
"Yes, yes. Thank you. Anything else?"
Optimus shook his helm and exited the medbay. Things.... we're going to get lively at the base today.
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Ratchet had been working on the system update for thirty minutes and was rewarded with a notification poping up on the screen: Update complete.
"Finally." He stretched his back joints. Relishing in the slight tugging on his wires and gears before relaxing his posture, feeling better.
The box that the Prime sat on the bench, called out to Ratchet. Tempting him to look at the contents inside.
Checking his chronometer, Ratchet sighed and walked over to the large box. In comparison to his servos, it was just a little bigger. The sides were labeled fragile, handle with care and this side up.
'Just what's in here?' He thought, opening the lid gently and gasped, optics wide. Inside was none other than a small human girl. Ratchet didn't comm the Prime though, instead, he was captivated with the female- curled up in a tight ball. She looked to be any where between the age of 13-17 years old. Her build wasn't like the normal organics that inhabited earth- she was quite healthy. Her body beautifully proportioned in ratchets optics. He followed her form to see her long brown hair that was strung about while she slept. It gave a burning gold appearance when ever light shone on it.
Ratchet snapped out of his gaze, flabbergasted, why would Optimus bring him a human? "Ratchet to Optimus." He commed.
"Yes friend, I read you loud and clear."
"Why is there an organic in a box, in my medbay?" He yelled.
"My apologies Ratchet, but I will have to discuss this situation later. The Liason and generals are pulling me into a meeting."
"Optimus don't you dare!" Ratchet yelled back but the comm was quickly shut off. No doubt the leader of the Autobots was up to this. It had his designation over the whole situation.
Sighing the medic turned back to the box expecting the human girl was still sleeping within it, but the box was suddenly empty.
Careful not to move his peds in fear of squishing the girl, Ratchet searched the room, and increased his scanner stretch to the organic setting.
He quickly found her and when he turned around to see her form on his computers keyboard, her hazel eyes suddenly lit up with happiness and a smile painted her face. "Hello! My name's Sarah and you must be Ratchet!"
Ratchets optics widened, "Get off of my keyboard." He had nothing better to say and was slightly afraid she'd fall and break at the hight she was currently at.
The girl looked down at her barefeet, wiggling her toes, "What! No way!" She circled around, gazing at the flat surface in utter amazement. "There's no keys! That's so cool!"
Ratchet grumbled and walked over to gently pluck her off the keyboard to avoid hitting any keys that could undo his work.
"Whoah, your finger is even bigger than me!" She squealed from his servo.
'Primus... she's a chatter box.'
"Naturally." Ratchet said walking out into the hanger to place her down on the human couch.
"So, Ratchet!" She called, hanging over the back of the couch.
"Yes?" He sighed hoping Optimus would be back soon.
"How are you feeling?" Sarah asked with twinkling hazel eyes.
The medic stared at her, confused. "What benefit would you gain if I told you?"
"No reason. Why? Does it bother you?" She shrugged teasingly.
Ratchet sighed pinching in between his optics. "Primus Optimus.... Please return quickly."
Ratchet didn't like humans but he liked Sarah, even though he didn't know her. She reminded him of his sp- "let's not live in the past." Ratchet scolded himself and looked to the couch only to find the teen gone again.
His work can wait right? A small smirk played across his face plate as he stalked through the missle silo, looking for the human girl. Sarah.
There will be more chapters dedicated to Ratchet, soon to happen. This is something I'll do leisurely, but if you have a request, I'll try my best for you :)
