Escaping Reality

Chapter Twelve: Training

The training hall was probably one of the largest and emptiest rooms in the Autobot base, or at least that was what Titaniumwrench was assuming, though it wouldn't be surprising when taking into account the base's overall size and such. However, that was the only interesting thing about the room save for a large hole in the wall across from them, which of course garnered stares and even a few snickers from the Quotevians, including the teal-colored bot herself.

         "What's so funny?" questioned Ratchet with a slightly irked expression, only for Katrina to quickly answer, "The episode where you threw Bulkhead through the wall!"

         "What?! How did you- Oh. Right." It was clear that the medic still couldn't seem to wrap his mind around the fact that to the new bots, he and his team had been nothing more than mere characters in a TV show. In fact, none of them seemed to be quite used to it yet, though that was understandable.

         "Wait- Doc Bot threw Bulkhead?!" Smokescreen asked in surprise, Katrina grinning as she gave him a nod.

         "Mhm! It was a pretty funny scene! Happened way before you got here though," said the cyberwolf sheepishly, only for Optimus to grab everyone's attention.

         "Recruits, I expect you all to take this training seriously. You may not ever fight in a battle against the Decepticons, but it is my duty to ensure that you will all be able to protect yourselves if needed," the large mech boomed, the five all seeming to stand up just a bit more in the presence of the Autobot leader. "Autobots, draw your weapons."

         On command, the five quickly began doing their best to follow orders, though unfortunately, none of them were really graceful. Starjinx failed to grab the hilts of her twin swords quite a few times before nearly dropping them once she'd drawn them, while Katrina fumbled a bit with her bow as she tried to figure out how to seemingly draw an arrow. The Blade Twins had an easier time with their, well, blades, though it was still very clear that neither of them knew how to use their weapons. And as for Titanium, her circle-sword was in hand, but like the Blade Twins, her knowledge on her weapon was very limited, and in fact, she didn't know if she would be able to learn how to use such a weapon in the field. Hopefully, she wouldn't have to.

         "...Optimus, are you sure about this? These kids can barely hold their wea-" An arrow zipping in between Ratchet and Optimus caused the medic to cut himself off almost instantly, both then turning to look at Katrina, who was holding her bow as if stunned by the energy arrow she'd just unleashed.

         "...Autobots, place your weapons off to the side," was the Prime's next command, the mech then glancing back at Ratchet for a moment as if agreeing with the older Autobot's sentiment.

         "Awe!" whined Starjinx, the femme staring at her blades before heading off and setting her weapons down next to the Blade Twins'.

         "Sorry..." Katrina ended up wheezing in the Prime's direction, only to follow suit along with Titaniumwrench, who actually didn't mind this new change of pace, whether Optimus had planned on them not using their weapons or otherwise.

         Once everyone was front and center again, Optimus began to speak, and soon, everyone had gotten to work.

         The first order of business had been to learn how to properly pitch a punch, followed by a few headlock maneuvers as well as other moves that could aid the rookies in battle. After that, they were each told to practice on Smokescreen, who had not at all meant to volunteer for such a mission, but was sadly sucked into it anyway simply due to his size, status, and the fact that he wasn't Ratchet, who had left to attend to other matters. But eventually, the sportscar was given some room to breathe, for the trio of Autobots that had left earlier had arrived, along with their human companions.