Chapter 6. Accident?!

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I woke up first and starving. It's quite late already and I've been waiting for Swipey to wake up but he's still asleep. I climbed out of bed and landed quietly on the floor. "Sideswipe!" I straddled him, making him groan. "Wake up! Please!" I whined, pushing and shaking him. "Oh for Primus sake!" He scowled.
I poked his ribs, making him jolt. "Swipes! Wake up!" I whined. He groaned, opening his eyes. "I am awake..." he grumbled. "I've been waiting for three hours..." I sulked. "You were awake at 7 O'clock?" He asked. "Yes, and I couldn't sleep anymore..." I said.

"How did you entertain yourself?"

"Your phone..." I said sheepishly. "How did you know my code anyways?" He questioned surprised. "Sides... your code is 000000 it was the first thing I tried," I stated. "Stop bouncing so much... my bladder is exploding..." he grumbled. I rested my arms on his chest while leaning closer towards him. "Morning mood? So adorable," I purred. He rolled his eyes and pushed me away, "I am not adorable..." he grumbled, getting up.
I grinned a little as he looked at me. He sighed and wave this hand, heading towards the bathroom.

After I think 45 minutes we headed towards the mess hall and he was full of energy. As he had ADHD. "Do you never get tired of yourself?" I questioned. He smirked and shrugged his shoulders, "so many people ask me that... Uhm, yes, sometimes I do but get so excited sometimes you know. I want to share my excitement with you!" He chirped. I hummed and giggled, "don't say it's adorable..." he warned. "You're so funny, you know that?" I laughed.

"Of course I am..." he stated arrogantly. After breakfast aside showed me every inch of the base. All his secret locations and things he hid here and there. We are now heading back to his room and to get there, we had to cross the training room. We both jolted as we heard a gunshot and I jumped, uttering a scream. A sharp pain waved through my arm and blood rushed out. "Idiots!" Sideswipe hissed. "I am sorry about that, Sky... I think someone tries to prank me by scarring the living Primus out of me," Sideswipe snapped angrily.

"Scare you?" I snapped back, mostly out of pain. He turned a bit surprised. "You're hit..." he whispered, looking at the wound. "You think..." I said with gritted teeth. He took my hand and dragged me with him quickly. I didn't want to complain about the pain. I don't know why, but it hurt quite a lot. "Ratchet!"

The medic groaned and glared at Sideswipe. "She got shot... it wasn't my fault!" He said, pushing me towards Ratchet. He sat me down immediately and grabbed a couple of things. "There's no exit wound, so I have to get it out," he said, laying me down. He injected me with a painkillers which was pretty strong and made me sleepy.

"Did you drug her...?"

Sideswipe touched my arm, his voice on the background. "Yeah, I did..." Ratchet mumbled. I barely noticed anything of the procedure. "She'll be fine... where did she get shot?" Ratchet sulked. "Training room... I actually thought someone tried to prank me or what," he stated. "I am going to talk to Lennox and Prime," he stated. "Wait, can I take her?" He asked. "You can try but be careful, I don't want to stitch her again!" He warned before leaving.

"Shall we?" He asked. I nodded and sat up straight. He helped me up, but I collapsed on the floor. It felt my legs were made out of rubber or elastic. He picked me up in bridal style. "I am going to finish the one who shot you personally..." he scowled.

"You barely know me and you care..."
"Of course I care, Sky! Why wouldn't I!?" He mocked. He settled me on his bed and sat beside me. I slowly started to gain strength again. "That hurt quite a lot..." I said after a while. "Yup, I know..." he sighed. "I shot myself once in my thigh..." he said. "How did you manage to do that?" I questioned. "Uhm, being stupid and try to be cool..." he said.

It went straight through human flesh..." he sulked. "Did you just aim a gun at yourself or were you throwing it? I can't really get an imagine of how you're able to shoot yourself," I said. "Russian roulette... but instead of aiming it on your heads, we aimed it on our legs... the bastards set me up..." he sighed.

"On a scale from 1 to 10 how angry was Ratchet when he beards the story?" I asked. "He removed the bullet without painkillers and warned to cutout my tongue if I would scream or hiss. I don't think there's a scale for his fury..." he said. "You know you really fucked up if Ironhide starts to have compassion with you..." he added with a grin. I chuckled and nuzzled in his firm chest.

"Feeling better?" He asked. "Yeah, less sleepily," I replied. "Good!" He chirped and kissed my cheek. Sideswipe grabbed the controllers off his Playstation and let me watch him play GTA. I sighed and leaned against him, closing my eyes for a moment. "You are not going to fall asleep right?" he whispered near my ear. "No..." I mocked, huffing. "I can get very annoying if you do..."  he grinned. I snorted, "I know..." I murmured softly. I felt Sideswipe wrap his arm around my shoulders, pulling me a little closer. "I swear... if I find the one who shot you..." he scowled and didn't finish. A weak smile crept up on my face, "then you kill him..." I murmured. He nodded, "Yeah... personally," he scowled. I giggled weakly and fell asleep shortly after.

I woke up a few hours later, Sideswipe was still gaming but this time another game. "Look who's awake..." he teased, pausing his game. I moved a little and smiled. "So... how about... we are going to get some food?"  he asked. I nodded slightly and got out of bed, still a bit stumbling. Ratchet gave me something really strong.

Unfortunately for us, it was so intense busy in the mess hall. We had to wait and some soldiers were rude, pushing us aside. "And I have to deal with this daily," I heard him scowl. I grinned and leaned into him as he wrapped his arm around my shoulders. "What's that smell?" I asked, sniffing. "Oh that... it's a mixture of... Energon and... spinach..." he sulked. I glanced at him, "some bots like drinking Energon during their dinner... I think it's horrible... two different flavors. Energon has a really strong flavor... I don't think you ever tasted Wodka, but it has that... warm feeling when you drink it... the taste, you can't compare it with anything,"  he said.

I ohh'ed and looked around, not surprised to see Ratchet drinking Energon. "Quite a strong smell then..." I muttered, looking back at Sideswipe. "Yeah... it's not always the case though," he added, stepping forward. Sideswipe and I got our food as well but took a little longer then usual. We now settled in the corner because there was no place otherwise. I didn't think the food was bad, but it wasn't my favorite either. Although, Sideswipe showed all signs that he hated the food. "How can you eat that?" he muttered. I looked up, "you don't have to eat it... you are an Autobot," I said, popping another spoon of spinach in my mouth. He rested his head on his hand, watching me intently. "It's not bad... it's not my favorite, but not hideous..." I added.

"It is... you have a bad taste..." he scowled and rolled his eyes. I laughed at that, "I used to hate spinach too... but my mom taught me to eat it," I said. "How can you teach anyone to eat Spinach?" he mocked. "She just made it a lot... and if you eat things a lot, you start liking it eventually. Although, I will never make it myself or offer it to anyone," I added. "Precisely," he said, giving me a 'matter of fact' look.

I giggled and finished while Sideswipe was still poking in the food. "You want something else?" I asked. "Nah... it's fine," he muttered. There fell a brief silence between us, "are you able to cook?" he asked. I nodded, "Yeah, I can..." I replied. "Can you?"
"Some basic things... as long as if it's not too complicated I am good," he stated. "Do you want to cook for me tomorrow?" he asked. I gave a small nod, "if you tell me what you want..." I replied. "You can make anything right?" he asked. "I can try..." I said slowly. He started smiling, "perfect!"

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