This is Crazy, but I'm in the Bayverse!

Over and Over again (Nelly ft. Tim McGraw)-Sick Day

“The human has bronchitis,” The Decepticon holding Henry, The cybertronian chicken, comments. Ivy has a big cable wrapped around her like a blanket. A Thermometer sticks out from the side of her mouth.  Her eye glares at the Chicken-holding Decepticon as if he had given her the bad cold in the first place. “It only affects humans from what I have learned.”

            Megatron and Starscream had taken several feet back.

            “And when is she going to get better?” Starscream asks from afar.

            Ivy takes out a notebook and an inked pen.

            “Ummm…My knowledge hadn’t been that advanced, yet.”

            Ivy held out the paper.

            Let’s call the Chicken holding Decepticon, the Farmer, for now.

            The Farmer looks to the notebook.

            “Ohhhh…" His right optic retracts forwards at the paper. Then it retracts back into his helmet. "....I can’t read that.” His optics squeeze attempting to read another word which he can't. He  didn’t expect what would happen next: Ivy’s pen hit his left optic dead on at the center  critically breaking a few  jointed wires.

            A string of black oily substance flew straight out form the optic that had been insufficiently damaged from something so sharp and small—though the shape of a pencil—is proven to be a Decepticonss worst weakness.  “Ow!” The Farmer staggers back, his chicken bawked and flapped its sharp razor wings sending metal completely everywhere. Megatron and Starscream hide behind two big control panels.  “Henry,you don’t need to send your razors everywhere yet,”

           Ivy’s runny red nose did not share pity that most Decepticons would rather hide from in  dangerous times. Her eyes look tired. She’s had this cold at least two weeks. The Fallen strongly considered Starscream treating her using Cybertronian antibiotics, but Starscream was not completely sure it could work without killing her slowly and painfully in front of his optics--Starscream prefers killing the humans right then and there ending their misery--that's not really fun itself.

   "My thro-hat feuls baa-hed..." Her speaking is groggy and slurbish. "it he-urts wehen I tahelk,Like the Du-hide frumm Monk,who die-ed en  'Mr Monk end tee Magician.' e-hend Monk tehold Nate-liie tahet he ke-ept tahaleking for two hours abiut tee pain he wa-hes having from a sor-hure tathroat."

   Megatron and Starscream share a glance to each other.  The Farmer walks away petting down the neck of his pet,Henry, speaking in a soft and low voice to the cybertronian animal.  In a way the two Decepticons were ditched as most of the other Decepticons were doing their best not to be around the sick Ivy;fearing they can get a cold,  Supposedly Cybertronians can get diseases and colds as humans, who are not aware of this at all.

  "Then stop speaking!" Megatron said, coming from his hiding place. 

   The human quickly takes another piece of tissue out.

"A-a-ah--" She sneezes into it.   "Nuuu."

    Megatron and Starscream turnaround from the girl; The Fallen's ideas were ideally absurd and not a really good idea. They, Starscream and Megatron, supposed they could have a better idea so the virus won't spread throughout the troops.   "I got an idea, though it'll involve some music and some antibotic-tissue I've been developing." Starscream whispers to Megatron.

      The apprentice raises an optic ridge. "Anndd?" Megatron knew Starscream better, if he had one idea it would involve something along the lines of being the Decepticon giving the treatment or doing it. Besides, he did everything to initiate Megatron's plans during the war and retrieving the Allspark on Earth. His late timing is what  made him exceptionally