Ask or Dare- Rescue Bots Academy

Ask #47

Alt_girl asks:
Ratchet, what was your problem with Hotshot in the first place?

Ratchet: not was. Is my problem.

Blades: *overhearing* what's wrong with Hotshot? He's been nothing but wonderful to your niece!

Ratchet: my w h a t.

Blades: your niece? Medix??

Ratchet: *places servo on forehelm as he looks down* oh Primus...

Blades: *hesitant to ask what's wrong so he leaves the room*

Ratchet: *takes a minute and then speaks up* I don't like Medix being in a relationship. At all.

Ratchet: not after what happened in the past...

Ratchet: you see... *sighs heavily* Medix had some relationships before he left for the Academy.

Ratchet: all of them were toxic.

Ratchet: Every. Single. One.

Ratchet: the one before his current relationship was undoubtedly his worst. He had a mechfriend who was a bit larger than Hotshot is. Probably bigger than Hoist too. He was abusive and manipulative... I almost wanted to kill him after my poor nephew- sorry... niece... came home with some bruises.

Ratchet: I could tell Medix felt so much better when he- *sighs* she broke up with him.

Ratchet: in all honesty... yes, I can definitely see that Hotshot has been nothing but wonderful to hi- her, but I don't want the past to repeat itself.

Hotshot, walking in confidently: it won't. You have my promise, sir.

Ratchet: *scoffs* they all say that.

Hotshot: *facing Ratchet with a serious face* but have they ever said that to your face?

Ratchet: *stays silent*

Hotshot: *looks him straight in the face* I wish I could say this to her creators too, but at least someone from her family will get to hear this. If you'll allow me to speak, sir.

Ratchet: granted.

Hotshot: *without breaking optic contact* I may not know what sort of abuse she's been through in the past... but I promise, on my life, that I will never abuse her. I've already been with her for almost a year and I've treated her with nothing but love and respect. And, honestly, I fear her.

Ratchet: as you should.

Hotshot: *chuckles softly* she uses a wrench quite often when it comes to me being a moron. Hopefully, I'll be able to become immune to it! Given that she's already hit me *literally pulls out a notepad* 439 times... huh, and that was just from this week. Oops.

Ratchet: *internally laughing his aft off* alright, Hotshot. I'll admit that I'm starting to like you more. Still timid, but not as much. But, I'll only begin to start accepting you once I hear Medix's side of the story.

Medix, immediately:

Hotshot: *that's his girl*

Medix: Uncle Ratchet, I hope my next action will be a satisfactory answer.

Ratchet: let's see it.

Medix: Hotshot, stand up and face me.

Hotshot: *does exactly as told and bursts out laughing when his wife tacklekisses the shit out of him*

Ratchet: *just watches them laughing and being dorks as they lay on the floor, letting a small smile escape unintentionally as he's never seen Medix this happy before*

Medix: *whispers into Hotshot's audio* he's smiling.

Hotshot: well obviously. We are being dorks after all.

Ratchet: I can hear you.

Medix: oh good! So I answered your question?

Ratchet: visually, yes. Still need a verbal explanation.

Medix: *laying on top of Hotshot* fair enough *allows Hotshot to sit up and then snuggles into him* I feel safe with Hotshot, as you can see here. Remember how I used to be so stingy with personal space and wasn't fond of my significant others touching me?

Ratchet: yes. And understandably so.

Medix: *snuggles more into Hotshot* isn't this a surefire sign that I trust Hotshot fully?

Ratchet: that's... *sheepishly* yeah... you've got a point there.

Medix: sure, he's a moron. But at least he has a big spark. And he's really smart too... when it counts.

Hotshot: hey some of my ideas were good!

Medix: and then there's the ones that get us into trouble.

Hotshot: I blame Griffin Rock. That island is definitely cursed.

Medix: *bursts out laughing and turns to Ratchet* he's a dork too, if you haven't seen that yet.

Ratchet: *soft snort* I've noticed. But he's definitely your dork.

Medix: *smiles warmly* that he is *kisses Hotshot's cheekplate sweetly*

Hotshot: *tricks her into kissing him on the lips, both of them giggling as he bombards her with tons of sweet kisses*

Ratchet: *scrap he's going soft* alright, alright, that's enough. I think I understand how much Hotshot means to you.

Medix: oh I'm only getting started!

Ratchet: yeah... uh, I'll take your word for it. Now you two go ahead and get on out of here.

Medix: *as Hotshot politely helps her up* does this mean that you accept Hotshot?

Ratchet: *old man noise as he rolls his optics* I guess *sneaks in a small smile as he peeks over at Medshot squealing with joy*

Hotshot: *happily picks up his wife bridal style as he looks at Ratchet* thank you so much, sir. I promise to continue to treat her right and be there for her no matter what!

Ratchet: yeah yeah whatever... now get out, I've got work to do.

Medshot: *happily giggling as they head out of the room*

Ratchet: *finally has this huge smile on his faceplate as a few tears fall* well... I guess my view has changed *looks at the camera* if Medix was able to be that close to Hotshot... then I have no problem with him.

Ratchet: but I'll still be protective of my niece. Just... not as much as I used to.