Forsaken

★ Chapter 15 ★

Starscream:" Ow! Gently!" 

Ratchet:" If you would stop moving your wings, then perhaps I would be more gentle!Every time the medic's tool made contact with his delicate wings, it sent a horrible shiver down his plating. Having his arm or leg repaired was one thing, but his wings were so sensitive that it made any repairs almost unbearable. Most of the time, if Knockout were to fix his arms, he would be put into stasis because he hated it so much, but here at the Autobot base they had limited supplies, Thus making it not an option. Despite how unpleasant it was, he clenched his Denta and bore it. Every little wine and squeak of protest not only made him feel weak but also made Asteria turn her helm, puff out her cute little cheeks and give a short growl of disapproval. Both Ratchet and Starscream's helm snapped to the attention of the little femme who hobbled over to the medical berth. Both audios were wide open to listen to one of the rare times where she spoke.

Asteria:" no hurt, Daddy!"

After telling the medic off, Asteria made herself comfortable on the floor again. Shoving her little digit in her mouth and optics once again focused on watching this situation, she waited to scold Ratchet again.

Starscream:" yes, doctor. Be careful with daddy."Starscream had tried to make a small harmless joke to ease the tension but went quiet with a harsh glare. Being put back in his place, he let out a sigh of defeat before attempting to sit still once more. The medic paused for a moment. At first, he thought he angered him only to almost roughly shoved off the medical table and onto his heel like peds.

Ratchet:" finished. You will have to excuse the lesson than a brilliant job. As you already know, constrained with the supplies we have here, and I am incapable of giving you a proper patch, but this should hold the wound until it heels.

Was he finished so soon? Most of his medical procedures with Knockout did not take so quickly. At first, Starscream wondered if it was because the medic was older and had more experience, but his question answered as he looked back at the simple repair. All it was was just a large metal sheet to cover the open wound and prevent it from leaking. The metal was not even the same colour as his silver plating, making it look extraordinarily apparent that there was damage. Out of courtesy, Knockout would've buffed it in until it looked perfect. The seeker opened his mouth to make a complaint on the job, but one look at the medics face paused him in his tracks. They did have limited supplies, and despite how Ratchet felt about him, he was still willing to help him. Instead of making a selfish complaint, the seeker perked up his wings cringing at the sudden forgotten pain as he offered him his best polite smile.

Starscream:" Thank you, doctor."

The last remaining part of his devious side cringed. He had yet again "thanked" an Autobot and Disputed his minds best effort to turn him around. He reminded himself that after everything that he had done to them, they were kind to him, and they didn't have to be. The least he could do was be kind back, even if it made him feel pathetic. Returning the smile, Ratchet gave the nod dismissing the seeker. Pleased that the medical treatment was finally over, Starscream made his way over to his little girl. He heard her begin to squeal in delight before even made a motion to pick her up. Her little body wiggled with joy as she lifted into her daddy's arms.

Asteria:" daddy!"

Starscream:" Hello, my little one. Daddy finished."