Who's Really the Crazy One Here?

Chapter 18

You couldn't help the grin that was sliding on your features at the fact you just learned, it wasn't anything terribly groundbreaking, sure, but this was hilarious. The way they tried to lay saying they didn't know one and other even though it was obvious they did know each other. 

"I have never seen this human before!" Bee protested struggling in is bonds 

"Ive only seen him on the monitors!" Sumdac added worried 

You raised a brow, "I've lost... interest. Now... Excuse me... I have... to check... on something." 

You were about to get back to your work on getting the yellow bots helm armor off when you were interrupted yet again. This time it was the broken vibration pattern of your comm. You grumbled and opened it with a nudge from your shoulder.

":;Yes?;:" You asked annoyance growing

":; Ah, (y/n) good to hear from you, I was just curious as to why Blitzwing brought an autobot into your chambers.;:" You paused at the slightly drowsy tone of your leader 

":; You requested... that he... be brought... in to... check on... the virus?;:" It sounded much more like a question than what you had originally intended 

":;Oh... did I?;:" He sounded confused

":;My lord are you alright?;:" You cringed a little knowing what was wrong with him 

":;Of course I am!;:" He snapped loudly 

":;Okay... If you... so claim... My lord.;:" You replied softly 

There was an indistinct garbling sound on the other side of the comm. Your derma pulled a little as the comm finally cut off with your confused and drowsy leader. An effect your virus had on larger bots. You should probably check on him, but you really couldn't leave the autobot alone. 

So Megatron will just have to handle himself. You had work to do. You brought your attention back to the yellow autobot who was still trying to escape the binds that held him down to the table.

"Now. Where.... were we?" You asked with a grin

"Well, you were about to untie me to I can kick your butt from here to cybertron and then back." The yellow autobot snarked at you 

You couldn't help the snort that you let out, "I like... your comedy.... I think... I'll keep... It." 

"You're slagged in the processor if you think thats a joke, Its a promise." He huffed 

"You got... one thing... right." You chuckled rolling the handmade tool over in your palm, "The autobots... did a... number on... my helm." 

"Did the autobots make you that ugly too?" He snorted in reply, "No wait you were probably that ugly before." 

Your servo suddenly clenched into a fist and snapped the tool. 

"That was... very rude... of you... little autobot." You growled tossing the tool aside, "But since... you made... me break... my tool... I'll just.... have to... use something... else." 

Your optics darted over the tools you had and the ones you made. You lifted up a more aggressive looking one causing the mechs optics to widen.

"Maybe don't... insult me." You stated as you approached, "But if... you must... Know, yes... the autobots... altered me... beyond recognition."