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TPFverse. Autobot Base and a Nearby Town. Surprises Part 2
Continued from here
Middleton Stadium, later
Breakdown: *in vehicle mode in the parking lot, growling at the pink Ferrari that's parked nearby* *for the tenth time* Buzz off, weirdo. I said I don't want to hang out with you.
Scattershot: Aww, you're so mean....
Breakdown: Of course I am... *stops in mid growl to perk as he watches one of the humans that's filing into the stadium*
Scattershot: ... Ew. Organics.
Breakdown: Shut up, stupid. *raps the smaller vehicle with a door* *still watching the line of humans*
Scattershot: Hey! Don't scratch my finish!
Breakdown: *raps him harder*
Scattershot: *yelp!*
Breakdown: *gets a positive ident on that human and chuckles* Oh, this is gonna be fun.
Scattershot: You dented me!
Breakdown: Yeah, and it's got me sparkbroken. *slowly drifts closer to the doors of the stadium, ready to wait till everyone's inside and settled*
Inside
Denver: *impressed whistle as she sees some of the monster trucks getting ready to go*
Miko: *snapping pictures like crazy* This is SO awesome!
boy behind them: There's Truckzilla!
Denver: Wh're? *looking*
boy: Over in the pen at the side!
big scale patterned green truck: *revving its engine and making like it's trying to break out of the pen set into the wall of the stadium*
Miko: Cool! *snapping pictures*
Denver: *grinning like a loon* Sweeet!
crowd: *roars as Truckzilla spits fire from its grill*
Denver and Miko: *cheering along with the crowd*
announcer: *calling out the first show*
Miko: Woohoo!
Later, towards the end of the show...
crowd: *going insane with GLEE as Truckzilla rolls forth from his cage and then... transforms*
Denver: *startled string of obscenities, and then she's cheering*
Miko: *getting this on video to share with Bulkhead later*
Truckzilla: *makes a punching motion with his claws, and then throws his head back and spits a gout of fire into the sky*
Denver: *cheers*
Miko: This. Is SO COOL!
Truckzilla: *and then moves forward, supported by wheels but walking on sturdy legs. Uses those legs and feet to STOMP ON the cars left in his path, and then grabs one in his mouth and shakes it*
Denver: *cussing and laughing*
Miko: *cheers and nearly drops her phone as she waves her arms*
crowd: *roaring with collective glee, but then suddenly falls silent as a huge four wheel drive vehicle busts through one of the gates and enters the stadium*
Miko: Whoah!
Denver: *on her feet now* Th't ain't paht 'f th' show!
Breakdown: *roars in a donut, and then stops and transforms. Head turns as he scans the crowd*
Miko: o_o Scrap!
Denver: Wh't th'....
boy: ...They got another Truckzilla? It didn't say anything about that in the advertisements.
Breakdown: *red face intent as he scans, and then his single optic flashes with triumph. Starts walking toward Miko and Denver's part of the stands*
Denver: *just went a bit pale*
Miko: Run! *moves to grab the taller girl's wrist and lead her towards the nearest exit*
spectators: *panicked by Miko's reaction, turn into a stampede that blocks the aisles*
Breakdown: *charges forward, only to stumble as something runs into him from the side*
Truckzilla: *transforms and bravely comes forward to try and battle the foe. Flame on!*
Miko: *acks as she's jostled and loses her grip on Denver's wrist*
Denver: *got a bit trampled in the stampede* *string of cursing*
Breakdown: *clearly despite the pandemonium* Ouch, what the scrap? *turns to look at the thing that just rammed into him and then blowtorched him* ...Huh.
Truckzilla: *slams into the invading bot again*
Miko: *scaling the nearest flagpole* *is totally getting a video of this!* Get him, Truckzilla!
Breakdown: *unamused with this stupid toy drone bot. Punches Truckzilla's head off*
crowd that notices: *scream!*
Denver: *cussing and making like she's gonna charge the big, blue bot*
Breakdown: *is clearly just a bit surprised by how easily that thing fell apart. But then he's growling and drawing back his fist to punch in the cab in Truckzilla's torso as the decapitated robot rams into him again*
Denver: *out comes a tazer. Will lean over the railing and try and taze the bot attacking Truckzilla*
security guard: *jerks the girl back by her scruff* What do you think you're doing??
Denver: Lemme go!
security guard: *gives Denver a shake, but then he's jerking back with a yelp as something very big comes down from above and lands on the attacking robot with both feet*
Denver: *startled cuss, nearly drops her tazer*
Miko: Whoah! *hanging onto the flagpole for dear life*
Optimus: *rolls free of her target, and then leaps to her feet to grab Truckzilla and move him to safety* *is quickly back and kicking the dazed Decepticon in the side in a move that the Prima the girls know would never use*
Miko: *boggling and clinging to the flagpole* Whoah....
Denver: *slips out of her overshirt and books it, shouting Miko's name, since she has a feeling she won't hear the end of it if she leaves the shorter girl behind*
Breakdown: *grunts and curls away from the kick, his optic wide with shock at seeing the Prima use such a brawler's move*
Optimus: *yanks him to his feet, and then sends him flying with a punch to the face*
Breakdown: *grunts again on impact, and then yells over comms* //Scattershot, where the scrap are you?//
Scattershot: //Staying AWAY from the scary stuff!//
Breakdown: //I need backup!//
Scattershot: //Not happening!//
Breakdown: *pings Knockout instead!*
Optimus: *striding over to kick him in the side again, bits of chrome and car parts crunching under her feet*
Knockout: //If this has anything to do with whatever Scattershot is prattling on about...//
Breakdown: //I'm getting my can handed to me by Optimus slagging Prima!//
Knockout: //...You're joking, right?//
Breakdown: *grunts* //The scrap I am! Ouch!//
Lt. Col. MacKenzie: *just about clipped a lightpole, will park his car and run to try and help get civilians out of the stadium*
WakeJumper: *blasts "It's the End of the World As We Know It" as he arrives*
Breakdown: *nearly busts WakeJumper's windshield as he flies to meet the young medic*
Bulkhead: Whoa!
WakeJumper: *transforms and gleefully applies his Wreckers-learned training to the Decepticon* *aka, Breakdown just got pwned*
Breakdown: *grunts again as he's jumped on. Is only capable of curling up and trying to defend his head by this point* //Can I at least have a slagging space bridge?// *sounds weak and shaky*
Knockout: //Hurry. Don't let the Autobots follow you in.// *and there's the bridge, nearby*
Scattershot: *hoping nobody will notice him out there in the parking lot, just a car, just a car, don't hurt meee*
Optimus: *stops and looks at that bridge, and then dives through!*
Breakdown: SCRAP! 0_X *manages to crawl through the bridge*
WakeJumper: *cuss!* *up to follow Optimus*
Scattershot: *just fainted where he was parked*
Bulkhead: Hooyah! *jump jump jump through the bridge!*
bridge: *closes behind Bulkhead*
Meanwhile, back at the stadium...
Denver: *just fainted. A combination of not eating since lunchtime and adrenalin wearing off have brought the street-hardened girl down*
Miko: *sliding down the flagpole and hurrying to try and get Denver to wake up*
Lt. Col. MacKenzie: *directing frightened people, is The Calm Guy in Uniform.* *is also calling Agent Fowler for assistance*
Decepticon mining project
Knockout: *wasn't expecting Optimus Prima to come charging through the space bridge, or for Bulkhead and another Autobot to be following!*
Optimus: *sees bot with the purple badge she's been told means the enemy. Punches him in the face!*
Knockout: *sent flying, is stunned*
WakeJumper: ... Fifty points!
Optimus: *three quick strides as Decepticon soldiers flood into the room from the entrance and then gives Knockout a resounding kick in the side*
WakeJumper: *charges Decepticon soldiers!*
Knockout: *dazed, disoriented, and hurting, will try and get away from the kick*
Optimus: *boots him anyway, and then drags him up by one arm and punches him flying into the incoming bots*
Bulkhead: *whoop of glee*
WakeJumper: *bowlin' for Decepticons!*
Knockout: *knocks the incoming Decepticons aft over honesty*
Optimus: *dives after her punching bot!*
'Cons: *much ack!*
WakeJumper: *going to town on any 'Con in his path... Is a one-bot wrecking crew!*
Bulkhead: Whoa! Since when does Optimus fight like a Wrecker? *rumbling a path of destruction among the 'Cons*
WakeJumper: *no answer, is busy mowing down 'Cons and doesn't seem to notice anything else*
*from farther down the tunnel*
Megatron: *rushing into battle* Decepticons, ATTACK!
Bulkhead: I hear Megatron! *smash 'Cons!*
Optimus: *whirls and meets Megatron with a thrown 'Con!*
Megatron: *swats the thrown 'Con out of the way* Ah, Optimus Prima... So good of you to drop in! *will open fire*
Optimus: *dodges fire and charges, ready to shoulder bust Megatron if he's not careful* This is wrong, Megatronus.
Megatron: *thrown off-guard by the change in battle tactics and her reply, barely manages to dodge*
Optimus: *whirls and kicks him right in the back*
Megatron: *stumbles, whirls, and takes aim... only to get jumped by WakeJumper* *will grab the orange and black mech's leg and attempt to throw him off*
WakeJumper: *having NONE of it, is NOT aware of his surroundings at the moment. The only thing he's focused on is the purple badge in front of him!*
Optimus: *shoulder slams the distracted Decepticon leader, and then gets an arm around his neck from behind as he staggers*
Megatron: *struggling against both Optimus and WakeJumper*
WakeJumper: *going to town on Megatron. If he's not stopped or distracted, he'll likely do a fair bit of damage to both the Decepticon leader, and to Optimus*
Bulkhead: *snags WakeJumper and slaps him in the face* Lay off Optimus!
WakeJumper: *stunned*
Megatron: *going to try and get free so he can attack Optimus*
Optimus: *just grabbed a handful of Megatron's wiring. Is using the dirty moves that her brothers drilled into her. RIP*
Megatron: *pained bellow, and is even more angry than he was before!*
Optimus: *and then slams her head into the back of his!*
Bulkhead: *gentle shake for WakeJumper* C'mon, I didn' hit you that hard...
WakeJumper: *gives himself a bit of a shake as well, blinking a few times* Bulkhead? What just happened?
Megatron: *stunned, and likely out cold*
Bulkhead: *staring past WakeJumper's shoulder as Optimus crosses two wires on Megatron and then heads after those last two 'Cons that are hiding behind that boulder and shooting at them* Uh... we just kicked Megatron's can.
WakeJumper: ....Oh.... *sounds so shocked*
'Cons: *running for their LIVES*
Optimus: *turns her head as a ground bridge opens and Arcee roars through. Curious look, and then stoops with her hands on her thighs as she circulates deeply in attempt to cool down*
Arcee: *transforming and staring* ... What happened?
Bulkhead: *as he lets go of WakeJumper* Optimus did.
WakeJumper: *slight stumble, but regains his balance quickly* One-bot wrecking crew....
Bulkhead: I still wanna know how she learned to fight like a Wrecker. She never did before.
Optimus: *curious and rueful look* My brothers are dock workers.
WakeJumper: .... *looks to Bulkhead, hoping for clarification*
Arcee: ... Alright.... We should get back... Ratchet could wake up any time....
Optimus: No he won't. I crossed his wires. *straightens slowly and then narrows her optics as she studies Megatron*
Megatron: *even unconscious, he manages to look menacing*
Arcee: .... Okay then....
WakeJumper: *moving to inspect part of the mine wall*
Bulkhead: Scrap, wish we had those guys here now.
Optimus: *looks at Bulkhead, and then to the others* What do we do with them?
Arcee: ... *looks to WakeJumper*
WakeJumper: *quietly* We leave them... after we gank the energon they already harvested... They'll be quiet while they recover from this....
Optimus: No. If we leave them they'll start causing trouble again once they recover.
WakeJumper: ... Anyone got any duct tape? *dirty rotten grin as he turns around*
Bulkhead: *looks at the younger bot* You have all the duct tape at base, and you know it. *sudden gasp* I gotta go get Miko!
WakeJumper: ... We should head back to base....
Arcee: *going to find out if Bumblebee's back at base or not*
Bumblebee: *is still at the stadium, helping Lt. Col. MacKenzie and the other soldiers*
Fowler: //WakeJumper? What happened?//
WakeJumper: //Er... Well, we picked up a transmission from Breakdown to Knockout, asking for assistance... and when Bulkhead, Bumblebee and I got to the stadium, we found Optimus...//
Fowler: //And?//
WakeJumper: //She was kicking Breakdown's aft.//
Bulkhead: //Hey, open a ground bridge, Fowler. I gotta get back to Miko.//
Fowler: //Miko's fine, and we don't need anymore big robots at the stadium. Where are you now, WakeJumper?//
WakeJumper: //I'm at the latest Decepticon energon mine.... Bulkhead, Arcee, and Optimus are here too... And we could really use a ground bridge to get home...//
Fowler: //Alright. ...Anyone know why Ratchet won't wake up?//
WakeJumper: //His wires are crossed.//
Fowler: *as the ground bridge opens up* //...Literally?//
WakeJumper: *as he moves to try and herd everyone back through the bridge* //Well, the two wires I'm thinking of do need to be crossed to knock a 'bot out...//
Optimus: *refuses to leave* //We shouldn't leave these Decepticons. They need to go into the lockup or something.//
Fowler: //Er... Decepticons?//
Bulkhead: *growling as he grabs energon cubes*
Arcee: *moving to help with the energon cubes*
WakeJumper: //Yeah... Whole mess of 'em, including Mega-ugly....// *gonna try using his weight and mass to get Optimus moving* *to Optimus* The sooner we get going, the sooner you can check on Ratchet... And there's no place on Earth that would be safe enough to lock the Decepticons up in....
Optimus: *resists the push* I'll cross their wires. If we leave them they'll cause trouble again.
WakeJumper: They'll be wary of us for quite awhile, Optimus.... You were as scary as Fixer back there, and word travels fast.
Optimus: But...
Fowler: //Optimus?// *sounds puzzled*
WakeJumper: *quietly and sincerely* They won't cause trouble that we can't handle later on.... I'm pretty sure that once word of this gets around to all of 'em, they won't want to mess with us...
Optimus: Megatronus is the leader, right? We should at least arrest him... *puzzled and wistful look on her face that would be at home on a much younger bot*
WakeJumper: There isn't anything secure enough on this planet or any other that would hold him....
Optimus: But his wires are crossed.
Fowler: *even more confused* //Optimus, report.//
WakeJumper: That doesn't guarantee that he'll stay out of it....
Optimus: Ratchet would know how to keep him down.
Arcee: *cringing slightly, and wondering to herself just how bad the amnesia really is, if Optimus doesn't remember that it was tangling with Megatron that resulted in Ratchet being hurt so badly*
Bulkhead: *shoulder busts Optimus through the bridge*
Optimus: *picking herself up slowly from the floor in front of the bridge and looking crestfallen*
WakeJumper: *moves to go uncross Ratchet's wires, since he has a feeling the older medic will be upset later on*
Optimus: *notices the unknown human up on the balcony with Jack and Raf and frowns at him* Hello.
Jack: Optimus, this is Special Agent Fowler. He works with us.
Fowler: ... *very slight nod as he begins to realize just how extensive the amnesia that Jack and Raf explained about is* Hello....
Optimus: *gravely* I'm afraid I do not remember you.
Fowler: *very slight frown* Well, I'm sure we'll have a chance to talk... *attention going to the hallway*
WakeJumper: *jerry-rigged a wheelchair, and has Ratchet strapped into it*
Ratchet: *frantic, nearly took another trip to the floor when WakeJumper woke him up, is worried about Optimus*
Optimus: *Fowler and Decepticons are forgotten as she turns and hurries toward Ratchet. Drops to her knees beside him and takes his hand* Ratchet, you're supposed to be resting.
Ratchet: *worriedly checking Optimus over for injury as well as he can, will fuss over the Prima* You're in no shape to be running around! *yes, that is a bit of fright in his voice*
Optimus: The red-faced mech attacked Truckzilla, and was going to damage the human inside him. So I stopped him. Then, when the... *remembers what that glowing thing was called!* The bridge opened I went through to let the Destructicons know what we thought of them.
Raf: *quietly* Destructicons?
WakeJumper: *slight shrug*
Ratchet: *cycling air and shuttering his optics for a few moments* *quietly* Optimus, you need to rest... Please...
Optimus: *excitement and happiness fades from her face and is replaced by contrition* *softly, as she kisses Ratchet's hand* I'm sorry, love. I didn't think.
WakeJumper: *totally ratting out the older medic* He wouldn't stay laying down... *and now he's gonna be a bit of a stinker* *to Optimus* Maybe if you lay down with him, he'll rest like he's supposed to...
Jack: *mouth open slightly as he watches Optimus and Ratchet. Jaw drops further as he turns his startled gaze toward WakeJumper*
Fowler: ... *not sure whether he should say anything at this point... Will turn his attention to checking in with Bumblebee and with Lt. Col. MacKenzie*
Bulkhead: *stops and frowns over his armload of energon cubes* Lay off, Wake.
Optimus: *had been frowning at WakeJumper, but now blinks at Bulkhead and quirks a brow ridge*
WakeJumper: *to Bulkhead* Then you try and get Ratchet to rest....
Optimus: *frowns* He was resting, till you straightened those wires out. *yes, Ratchet. She's remembered the old trick she used to ambush you with during your study marathons!*
WakeJumper: He was nearly on the edge of the table, Optimus.... Even in his sleep.
Optimus: *reproving look for Ratchet* You need your rest.
Jack: Why are Optimus and Ratchet acting like an old married couple? *head ducked as he glances from side to side uncertainly*
Ratchet: *quietly* And you need yours, Optimus.... *trying to reach up and touch the dark spot on Optimus' face*
Optimus: *brows draw together* Is something there?
Ratchet: *quietly, worry clear in his voice* There's a mark on your face.... It wasn't as dark earlier as it is now...
Optimus: *blinks* A mark?
Ratchet: *small nod, optics searching her face for any additional signs of stress*
Optimus: *optics bright, though she looks a little tired. Also has a shallow but sizable dent on her forehead*
Ratchet: *gently inspecting that dent now, and setting up to fuss even more*
Optimus: *draws back slightly as he touches the dent* That's sensitive.
Ratchet: *going to fuss over you even more now, Optimus.... Just ignore the slight shaking of his hands*
Optimus: *presses lips together, and then unfastens the straps before standing and scooping him into her arms* You are going back to bed now.
Ratchet: *gearing up to protest*
Optimus: *turns and carries him off down the hall*
Jack: *mouth fully agape now*
Arcee: ..... Okay then.....
Fowler: *absently, is half-listening to the goings-on here* Well, that was awkward.....
Bulkhead: *back with another armload of cubes. Glances toward the hall* They were an item way back when.
Jack: 0_0 Optimus and Ratchet???
Arcee: 0_0 You're kidding, right?
Bulkhead: Got it outta Ratchet's own vox. *clomps on down the hall to the store room*
WakeJumper: *moving to get the wheelchair out of the way for now, expression unreadable*
Raf: *grin* ...Cool!
Meanwhile, in the infirmary
Ratchet: *trying his hardest to get Optimus to rest.... Even while he himself is in need of it as well*
Optimus: *wee bit frustrated* I need that washrack now, Ratchet. But I need you to stay in bed so I can use it. *pushes him down again*
Ratchet: You need to rest just as much as I do at this point, Optimus.... *trying to pull her down onto the table as well*
Optimus: *pushes him down again!* I need to wash first.
Ratchet: *going to try and get at the wires in Optimus' neck now* You need to rest, and recover!
Optimus: Ratchet! *sharply, and nearly sounding like her usual self* You are being unreasonable!
Ratchet: And you're being stubborn! As your CMO, it's my job to make sure you get the best care possible!
Optimus: I am filthy! I... *stops to frown at the orange and black mech in the doorway*
WakeJumper: *flatly* You're both in need of a good wash. *putting the wheelchair away before leaving the room*
Optimus: *blinks and then studies Ratchet closely* ...Ewww.
At the stadium
cute little yellow and black muscle car: *watching the army guys and cops* Deedeewoo...
Miko: *reaches forward to gently patpat the seat in front of her* Everything's going to be okay, Bumblebee....
Denver: *just a bit out of it still, or sulking. One of the two....*
Bumblebee: Woooooo. *perk!* Deeedle?
Lt. Col. MacKenzie: *approaching and for a brief moment, showing his age as he runs a hand through his hair and sighs* *quietly* Everything's alright here?
Bumblebee: Bbbbbbbb. *shakes lightly, still trying to get that nacho cheese guck off his seat*
Miko: Yeah.... We're fine now. Even if Denver did spill nacho cheese on Bumblebee's seat earlier...
Denver: *blink* *slowly* 'M okay.....
Lt. Col. MacKenzie: *small nod* *quick look around, intends to tell Bumblebee to head on back to the base. Pauses when he sees something that is definitely out of the ordinary* .... *quieter* Is that pink car someone you know?
Miko: Pink car? Where?!
Lt. Col. MacKenzie: .... I take it that's a 'no' then.....
Bumblebee: *staring contest with you, pink 'Con!* Thrrpt! *blares horn!*
Scattershot: *startles awake before he can stop himself* Yeep!
Bumblebee: *little titter of laughter*
Scattershot: *cringing and hunkering down on his wheelbase. Looks for all the world like a dog that just got scolded* Don't hurt me!
Bumblebee: *REV*
Scattershot: *trying to back up, yeeps as he bumps into a pole*
Miko: Bumblebee! That's not very nice....
Bumblebee: *honks horn again and makes an aggressive mock rush at the pink bot*
Scattershot: *very girlish shriek of terror as he bolts*
Lt. Col. MacKenzie: .... *raised brow*
Miko: .... *snickering* Did that 'Con just scream like a little girl?
Denver: .... Laaame.
Bumblebee: *satisfied engine growl, then 'wooos' softly at the Lt. Col.*
Lt. Col. MacKenzie: Go on home.... I'll be back there once things have finished clearing up here....
Bumblebee: *chirps a response, and then heads out of the parking lot and toward the road to the MacKenzie place*
Lt. Col. MacKenzie: *goes to pick up his groceries, and sighs as he realizes he'll have to get another carton of milk*
Road out of town
Bumblebee: *happily playing dance music as he takes the turn that will bring him to the MacKenzie ranch instead of the base*
Miko: *blink blink* Bumblebee, this isn't the turn to go back to the base.....
Denver: ...Yeah.... Th's 's the road th't leads t' th ranch.... *puzzled*
Bumblebee: *chirps and beeps at them about bringing Denver home, and then he'll bring Miko home. Realizes they won't understand him and calls Raf*
Raf: *over speaker* //Hello?//
Miko: Raf, Bumblebee took a wrong turn...
Raf: //No he didn't. He's saying that he's going to bring Denver home, and then bring you home.//
Miko: But I already told my sponsor family that I'd be staying at a friend's house tonight!
Bumblebee: Weerrooooo. *talks more*
Raf: //He says that there's a lot going on at the base right now, and it would probably be better if they didn't have humans overnight.//
Denver: ... *can't believe she's suggesting this* Well, wh't 'bout stay'n 't th' ranch?
Miko: .... *staring at Denver now* *hesitantly* I think that'd work....
Bumblebee: *a bit worried at hearing Miko use that tone of voice and comments on it*
Raf: //Miko, are you okay?//
Miko: I'm fine, Raf.... Just wondering when Denver got replaced with a pod person...
Denver: *thrrpt*
Bumblebee: *worried sounds!*
Raf: //Pod people aren't real, Bumblebee. At least the kind Miko's talking about. They're just in movies.//
Bumblebee: *Phew!*
Denver: *about to comment on that when she sees a flash of pink* 'Ey, th't pink gah's ovah th're!
Miko: It's the girly 'Con!
Raf: //What?//
Bumblebee: *blares horn!*
Scattershot: *eeeeek! GONE! Good luck trying to catch him!*
Miko: There was this pink 'Con with Breakdown earlier at the stadium!
Raf: //Another girl Decepticon?//
Miko: I think this one's a boy.... but he sure screamed like a little girl!
Denver: 'E w's totalleh lame.... Wh't a losah.
Raf: //Huh. Weird. Oh, do you know what Optimus did?//
Miko: *distracted from dissing the pink 'Con* What'd Optimus do?
Raf: //She ripped out Megatron's wires, and then knocked him out with a headbutt!// *gleeful young boy here!*
Miko: ...Whooooah.... And we missed it?! No fair!
Raf: //Bulkhead told us all about it! And she smashed Knockout up, too!//
Bumblebee: *epic SIGH*
Miko: *more patpats for Bumblebee's seat* You'll get a chance at him sometime, I just know it.
Bumblebee: *talks*
Raf: //He says he just wishes he could have seen it. Bulkhead says Optimus put Megatron into stasis, too, and wanted to put him in jail.//
Miko: ...But I thought Megatron was too strong to be put in jail? *confused now*
Raf: //Bulkhead says that's what WakeJumper told her, but she was sure he'd be safe while he was in stasis.//
Miko: ...Huh....
Denver: *frowning* 'F 'e's th't dangerous, wah 'asn't 'e been stopped b'f're?
Raf: //Because Optimus didn't fight like a dock worker before.//
Bumblebee: Bwee?
Miko: ...Like a dock worker?
Raf: //Yeah. Bulkhead says she fought like a Wrecker, but WakeJumper says she learned it from some guys she knew back before she was Prima. Bulkhead said it was 'down and dirty'.//
Miko: ... Remind me never to get on Optimus' bad side...
Denver: ... Optimus sounds 'lot moah interest'n now....
Raf: //Interesting. Um... yeah.// *sounds a bit odd*
Bumblebee: Weeoo?
Miko: ...Raf, are you okay?
Raf: //Huh? Yeah. I was just thinking about what you said about Optimus being more interesting now.// *sounds like he's got a secret*
Miko: ...Okay, what did I miss?
Raf: //Optimus and Ratchet arguing like my mom and dad do. Bulkhead said they'd been together a long time ago.//
Miko: ...Wait, wait.... Like they were married?!
Raf: //Well, I don't think they were married. But maybe engaged?// *uncertain*
Miko: ...That's... Kind of....
Denver: ... Diff'rent.
Raf: //Oh. I have to go. Agent Fowler's ready to take me home. Have a good time at your sleepover!// *can you hear that cute Raf grin in his words, girls?*
Miko: Sure... fun.... *secretly thinking cute like what Raf has going on should be illegal*
Denver: See y'u t'morrah, Raf. *small, fond smile*
Raf: //Okay, Denver. Good night.// *^_^ is clear in the words. Hangs up*
Bumblebee: *talk talk, turn into the MacKenzie drive*
Back at base
Bulkhead: *looks up from the TV* Hey, Wake, haven't Optimus and Ratchet ben in the tub a long time?
WakeJumper: ... *sighs* I'll go check on them.... *moves to get up, will head to the washracks to check on the pair* *and then ping Bulkhead's comm* //Hey Bulk, come check this out...// *sounds so amused*
Bulkhead: *pauses the show and lightly bops Arcee in the side where she was stretched out on some crates*
Arcee: *awake!*
Bulkhead: Wake wants us ta come see somethin'. *creaking onto his feet. Had been sitting on that block of concrete*
Arcee: ... This had better not turn out like the last time.... *still miffed about the plastic wrap in the doorway*
Bulkhead: *pause and frown, then shakes head* Nah. I still think that was Miko. *clomps toward hall*
Arcee: You go first then. *half expects Bulkhead to be greeted with the clingy plastic film*
Bulkhead: *down the hall and stops in the doorway to the washracks* Heh.
Arcee: *moves to see what's so funny now that she knows there's no plastic wrap* .... *blink blink*
WakeJumper: *totally snapping an image of this for later*
Ratchet: *snuggled against Optimus and recharging peacefully. Doesn't seem the least bit bothered by the cleaning solution in the tub*
Optimus: *circulating softly as she cuddles Ratchet and rests her cheek on his helm*
Bulkhead: *shakes his head and sighs* Snogged themselves stupid. How're we gonna get Optimus outta there?
WakeJumper: ...I have no idea....
Arcee: ...Is it just me, or does that seem a bit.... cute?
Bulkhead: *hehs again, and then goes over to gently poke the Prima* Hey, Optimus. Yer sleepin' in the tub.
Optimus: *opens puzzled optics and stares at him without recognition* ...What? Where...?
WakeJumper: ... *raised brow ridge, will scan Optimus. Will also scan Ratchet, just to be on the safe side*
Optimus: *tired, but healing well from her fight* Where is this? How did we get here?
WakeJumper: .... This is the washrack in the Autobot base.... And you carried Ratchet in here, I'm pretty sure....
Arcee: *watching this with a very slight frown*
Optimus: *confused expression is slowly replaced by dawning recollection* ...I remember. I'm Prima... and Ratchet and I are... *shutters optics, and then rises from the tub with a rush of solution, cradling the CMO close*
Ratchet: *absent, sleepy murmur, nuzzle*
WakeJumper: *offers a few towels* Here.... Once you get dried off, go get some recharge on a berth....
Optimus: *murmurs softly in reply to Ratchet, and then looks at WakeJumper* *quietly* My hands are full.
WakeJumper: *will help Optimus get Ratchet and herself dried off then*
Arcee: *staying as far away from the towels as she can while still in the room, remembers all too well what happened the last time*
Bulkhead: *gives Arcee a puzzled look, and then a poke*
Arcee: *flinch, leans away from the poke* *quietly, over comms* //I am NOT getting towel bundled again, Bulkhead.//
Bulkhead: *blink blink. Snerk* //When'd that happen?// *steps aside to let Optimus pass, since he can tell she won't let him help with the Ratchet carrying*
Arcee: *as Optimus carries Ratchet past* //When you and Ratchet were talking earlier today.//
Bulkhead: *more snerk, and then a thoughtful look at the tub before he turns the filter on. As he turns toward the door* How much energon have you had?
Arcee: Enough to keep my energy levels in the green.... Why?
WakeJumper: *as he puts the towels where they need to go* I'm about the same as Arcee....
Bulkhead: *slight burp* You want to go patrol on the roof, 'Cee? *turns head as a clunk comes from Optimus' quarters* Hey... that's not the infirmary.
WakeJumper: ... *sighs and goes to make sure nobody got squished*
Optimus: *looks up from where she's tucking tarps ganked from the infirmary under Ratchet on her own bed*
WakeJumper: *soft snerk* Never mind... *moves to head back to the control room*
Optimus: *finishes padding the stark table, and then joins the CMO, covering them both before turning on the heat in the tarps and shuttering her optics*
On top of the mesa
Arcee: *looking out over the desert, has a bit of a wistful expression as she thinks about how Cliffjumper would have liked this view*
Bulkhead: *gazing thoughtfully down at Cliffjumper's grave and rumbling softly as he talks to the departed mech* *then looks over at his blue teammate* Hey... Arcee?
Arcee: Hm?
Bulkhead: Whaddya think about all that?
Arcee: I.... I'm not sure.... It does explain a lot though...
Bulkhead: Ratchet shouldn' be encouragin' her. What's she gonna think when her processor starts workin' again?
Arcee: It's hard to say... *quieter* I'm more worried about what Ratchet will go through once Optimus recovers....
Bulkhead: *grumps something under his breath about it being the medic's own fault for messing around*
Arcee: Maybe.... *wondering to herself now if Ratchet can handle being bumped down off the priority list a second time*
Bulkhead: *bit of a wobble and goes to one knee. Bemused* Scrap...
Arcee: ...You have nobody to blame but yourself for that, Bulkhead.
Bulkhead: *absently* Ben a long time since I had that flavor energon. Didn' think we'd find it on Earth.
Arcee: *as she resumes looking off into the distance* Go lay down before you hurt yourself....
Bulkhead: I'm okay. I've fought with a bigger charge. *glances at Cliffjumper's grave*
Arcee: On top of a cliff?
Bulkhead: All kindsa places.
Arcee: *soft 'heh'* And how often did Wheeljack and you fight together?
Bulkhead: *grin* Slightly more'n we fought each other.
Arcee: And WakeJumper?
Bulkhead: He's just a kid. Grew up out on Tau. *melancholy expression as a thought occurs to him* Slag, even Ratchet's ben kissed.
Arcee: ... I'm not kissing you.
Bulkhead: Yeah. *up onto his feet and turns to go to the other side of the mesa*
Arcee: *headshake, just a bit amused at Bulkhead right now*
Bulkhead: *unaware of her actions as he scans the surrounding desert and thinks old thoughts of long ago*
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Breakdown: *in vehicle mode in the parking lot, growling at the pink Ferrari that's parked nearby* *for the tenth time* Buzz off, weirdo. I said I don't want to hang out with you.
Scattershot: Aww, you're so mean....
Breakdown: Of course I am... *stops in mid growl to perk as he watches one of the humans that's filing into the stadium*
Scattershot: ... Ew. Organics.
Breakdown: Shut up, stupid. *raps the smaller vehicle with a door* *still watching the line of humans*
Scattershot: Hey! Don't scratch my finish!
Breakdown: *raps him harder*
Scattershot: *yelp!*
Breakdown: *gets a positive ident on that human and chuckles* Oh, this is gonna be fun.
Scattershot: You dented me!
Breakdown: Yeah, and it's got me sparkbroken. *slowly drifts closer to the doors of the stadium, ready to wait till everyone's inside and settled*
Denver: *impressed whistle as she sees some of the monster trucks getting ready to go*
Miko: *snapping pictures like crazy* This is SO awesome!
boy behind them: There's Truckzilla!
Denver: Wh're? *looking*
boy: Over in the pen at the side!
big scale patterned green truck: *revving its engine and making like it's trying to break out of the pen set into the wall of the stadium*
Miko: Cool! *snapping pictures*
Denver: *grinning like a loon* Sweeet!
crowd: *roars as Truckzilla spits fire from its grill*
Denver and Miko: *cheering along with the crowd*
announcer: *calling out the first show*
Miko: Woohoo!
crowd: *going insane with GLEE as Truckzilla rolls forth from his cage and then... transforms*
Denver: *startled string of obscenities, and then she's cheering*
Miko: *getting this on video to share with Bulkhead later*
Truckzilla: *makes a punching motion with his claws, and then throws his head back and spits a gout of fire into the sky*
Denver: *cheers*
Miko: This. Is SO COOL!
Truckzilla: *and then moves forward, supported by wheels but walking on sturdy legs. Uses those legs and feet to STOMP ON the cars left in his path, and then grabs one in his mouth and shakes it*
Denver: *cussing and laughing*
Miko: *cheers and nearly drops her phone as she waves her arms*
crowd: *roaring with collective glee, but then suddenly falls silent as a huge four wheel drive vehicle busts through one of the gates and enters the stadium*
Miko: Whoah!
Denver: *on her feet now* Th't ain't paht 'f th' show!
Breakdown: *roars in a donut, and then stops and transforms. Head turns as he scans the crowd*
Miko: o_o Scrap!
Denver: Wh't th'....
boy: ...They got another Truckzilla? It didn't say anything about that in the advertisements.
Breakdown: *red face intent as he scans, and then his single optic flashes with triumph. Starts walking toward Miko and Denver's part of the stands*
Denver: *just went a bit pale*
Miko: Run! *moves to grab the taller girl's wrist and lead her towards the nearest exit*
spectators: *panicked by Miko's reaction, turn into a stampede that blocks the aisles*
Breakdown: *charges forward, only to stumble as something runs into him from the side*
Truckzilla: *transforms and bravely comes forward to try and battle the foe. Flame on!*
Miko: *acks as she's jostled and loses her grip on Denver's wrist*
Denver: *got a bit trampled in the stampede* *string of cursing*
Breakdown: *clearly despite the pandemonium* Ouch, what the scrap? *turns to look at the thing that just rammed into him and then blowtorched him* ...Huh.
Truckzilla: *slams into the invading bot again*
Miko: *scaling the nearest flagpole* *is totally getting a video of this!* Get him, Truckzilla!
Breakdown: *unamused with this stupid toy drone bot. Punches Truckzilla's head off*
crowd that notices: *scream!*
Denver: *cussing and making like she's gonna charge the big, blue bot*
Breakdown: *is clearly just a bit surprised by how easily that thing fell apart. But then he's growling and drawing back his fist to punch in the cab in Truckzilla's torso as the decapitated robot rams into him again*
Denver: *out comes a tazer. Will lean over the railing and try and taze the bot attacking Truckzilla*
security guard: *jerks the girl back by her scruff* What do you think you're doing??
Denver: Lemme go!
security guard: *gives Denver a shake, but then he's jerking back with a yelp as something very big comes down from above and lands on the attacking robot with both feet*
Denver: *startled cuss, nearly drops her tazer*
Miko: Whoah! *hanging onto the flagpole for dear life*
Optimus: *rolls free of her target, and then leaps to her feet to grab Truckzilla and move him to safety* *is quickly back and kicking the dazed Decepticon in the side in a move that the Prima the girls know would never use*
Miko: *boggling and clinging to the flagpole* Whoah....
Denver: *slips out of her overshirt and books it, shouting Miko's name, since she has a feeling she won't hear the end of it if she leaves the shorter girl behind*
Breakdown: *grunts and curls away from the kick, his optic wide with shock at seeing the Prima use such a brawler's move*
Optimus: *yanks him to his feet, and then sends him flying with a punch to the face*
Breakdown: *grunts again on impact, and then yells over comms* //Scattershot, where the scrap are you?//
Scattershot: //Staying AWAY from the scary stuff!//
Breakdown: //I need backup!//
Scattershot: //Not happening!//
Breakdown: *pings Knockout instead!*
Optimus: *striding over to kick him in the side again, bits of chrome and car parts crunching under her feet*
Knockout: //If this has anything to do with whatever Scattershot is prattling on about...//
Breakdown: //I'm getting my can handed to me by Optimus slagging Prima!//
Knockout: //...You're joking, right?//
Breakdown: *grunts* //The scrap I am! Ouch!//
Lt. Col. MacKenzie: *just about clipped a lightpole, will park his car and run to try and help get civilians out of the stadium*
WakeJumper: *blasts "It's the End of the World As We Know It" as he arrives*
Breakdown: *nearly busts WakeJumper's windshield as he flies to meet the young medic*
Bulkhead: Whoa!
WakeJumper: *transforms and gleefully applies his Wreckers-learned training to the Decepticon* *aka, Breakdown just got pwned*
Breakdown: *grunts again as he's jumped on. Is only capable of curling up and trying to defend his head by this point* //Can I at least have a slagging space bridge?// *sounds weak and shaky*
Knockout: //Hurry. Don't let the Autobots follow you in.// *and there's the bridge, nearby*
Scattershot: *hoping nobody will notice him out there in the parking lot, just a car, just a car, don't hurt meee*
Optimus: *stops and looks at that bridge, and then dives through!*
Breakdown: SCRAP! 0_X *manages to crawl through the bridge*
WakeJumper: *cuss!* *up to follow Optimus*
Scattershot: *just fainted where he was parked*
Bulkhead: Hooyah! *jump jump jump through the bridge!*
bridge: *closes behind Bulkhead*
Denver: *just fainted. A combination of not eating since lunchtime and adrenalin wearing off have brought the street-hardened girl down*
Miko: *sliding down the flagpole and hurrying to try and get Denver to wake up*
Lt. Col. MacKenzie: *directing frightened people, is The Calm Guy in Uniform.* *is also calling Agent Fowler for assistance*
Knockout: *wasn't expecting Optimus Prima to come charging through the space bridge, or for Bulkhead and another Autobot to be following!*
Optimus: *sees bot with the purple badge she's been told means the enemy. Punches him in the face!*
Knockout: *sent flying, is stunned*
WakeJumper: ... Fifty points!
Optimus: *three quick strides as Decepticon soldiers flood into the room from the entrance and then gives Knockout a resounding kick in the side*
WakeJumper: *charges Decepticon soldiers!*
Knockout: *dazed, disoriented, and hurting, will try and get away from the kick*
Optimus: *boots him anyway, and then drags him up by one arm and punches him flying into the incoming bots*
Bulkhead: *whoop of glee*
WakeJumper: *bowlin' for Decepticons!*
Knockout: *knocks the incoming Decepticons aft over honesty*
Optimus: *dives after her punching bot!*
'Cons: *much ack!*
WakeJumper: *going to town on any 'Con in his path... Is a one-bot wrecking crew!*
Bulkhead: Whoa! Since when does Optimus fight like a Wrecker? *rumbling a path of destruction among the 'Cons*
WakeJumper: *no answer, is busy mowing down 'Cons and doesn't seem to notice anything else*
*from farther down the tunnel*
Megatron: *rushing into battle* Decepticons, ATTACK!
Bulkhead: I hear Megatron! *smash 'Cons!*
Optimus: *whirls and meets Megatron with a thrown 'Con!*
Megatron: *swats the thrown 'Con out of the way* Ah, Optimus Prima... So good of you to drop in! *will open fire*
Optimus: *dodges fire and charges, ready to shoulder bust Megatron if he's not careful* This is wrong, Megatronus.
Megatron: *thrown off-guard by the change in battle tactics and her reply, barely manages to dodge*
Optimus: *whirls and kicks him right in the back*
Megatron: *stumbles, whirls, and takes aim... only to get jumped by WakeJumper* *will grab the orange and black mech's leg and attempt to throw him off*
WakeJumper: *having NONE of it, is NOT aware of his surroundings at the moment. The only thing he's focused on is the purple badge in front of him!*
Optimus: *shoulder slams the distracted Decepticon leader, and then gets an arm around his neck from behind as he staggers*
Megatron: *struggling against both Optimus and WakeJumper*
WakeJumper: *going to town on Megatron. If he's not stopped or distracted, he'll likely do a fair bit of damage to both the Decepticon leader, and to Optimus*
Bulkhead: *snags WakeJumper and slaps him in the face* Lay off Optimus!
WakeJumper: *stunned*
Megatron: *going to try and get free so he can attack Optimus*
Optimus: *just grabbed a handful of Megatron's wiring. Is using the dirty moves that her brothers drilled into her. RIP*
Megatron: *pained bellow, and is even more angry than he was before!*
Optimus: *and then slams her head into the back of his!*
Bulkhead: *gentle shake for WakeJumper* C'mon, I didn' hit you that hard...
WakeJumper: *gives himself a bit of a shake as well, blinking a few times* Bulkhead? What just happened?
Megatron: *stunned, and likely out cold*
Bulkhead: *staring past WakeJumper's shoulder as Optimus crosses two wires on Megatron and then heads after those last two 'Cons that are hiding behind that boulder and shooting at them* Uh... we just kicked Megatron's can.
WakeJumper: ....Oh.... *sounds so shocked*
'Cons: *running for their LIVES*
Optimus: *turns her head as a ground bridge opens and Arcee roars through. Curious look, and then stoops with her hands on her thighs as she circulates deeply in attempt to cool down*
Arcee: *transforming and staring* ... What happened?
Bulkhead: *as he lets go of WakeJumper* Optimus did.
WakeJumper: *slight stumble, but regains his balance quickly* One-bot wrecking crew....
Bulkhead: I still wanna know how she learned to fight like a Wrecker. She never did before.
Optimus: *curious and rueful look* My brothers are dock workers.
WakeJumper: .... *looks to Bulkhead, hoping for clarification*
Arcee: ... Alright.... We should get back... Ratchet could wake up any time....
Optimus: No he won't. I crossed his wires. *straightens slowly and then narrows her optics as she studies Megatron*
Megatron: *even unconscious, he manages to look menacing*
Arcee: .... Okay then....
WakeJumper: *moving to inspect part of the mine wall*
Bulkhead: Scrap, wish we had those guys here now.
Optimus: *looks at Bulkhead, and then to the others* What do we do with them?
Arcee: ... *looks to WakeJumper*
WakeJumper: *quietly* We leave them... after we gank the energon they already harvested... They'll be quiet while they recover from this....
Optimus: No. If we leave them they'll start causing trouble again once they recover.
WakeJumper: ... Anyone got any duct tape? *dirty rotten grin as he turns around*
Bulkhead: *looks at the younger bot* You have all the duct tape at base, and you know it. *sudden gasp* I gotta go get Miko!
WakeJumper: ... We should head back to base....
Arcee: *going to find out if Bumblebee's back at base or not*
Bumblebee: *is still at the stadium, helping Lt. Col. MacKenzie and the other soldiers*
Fowler: //WakeJumper? What happened?//
WakeJumper: //Er... Well, we picked up a transmission from Breakdown to Knockout, asking for assistance... and when Bulkhead, Bumblebee and I got to the stadium, we found Optimus...//
Fowler: //And?//
WakeJumper: //She was kicking Breakdown's aft.//
Bulkhead: //Hey, open a ground bridge, Fowler. I gotta get back to Miko.//
Fowler: //Miko's fine, and we don't need anymore big robots at the stadium. Where are you now, WakeJumper?//
WakeJumper: //I'm at the latest Decepticon energon mine.... Bulkhead, Arcee, and Optimus are here too... And we could really use a ground bridge to get home...//
Fowler: //Alright. ...Anyone know why Ratchet won't wake up?//
WakeJumper: //His wires are crossed.//
Fowler: *as the ground bridge opens up* //...Literally?//
WakeJumper: *as he moves to try and herd everyone back through the bridge* //Well, the two wires I'm thinking of do need to be crossed to knock a 'bot out...//
Optimus: *refuses to leave* //We shouldn't leave these Decepticons. They need to go into the lockup or something.//
Fowler: //Er... Decepticons?//
Bulkhead: *growling as he grabs energon cubes*
Arcee: *moving to help with the energon cubes*
WakeJumper: //Yeah... Whole mess of 'em, including Mega-ugly....// *gonna try using his weight and mass to get Optimus moving* *to Optimus* The sooner we get going, the sooner you can check on Ratchet... And there's no place on Earth that would be safe enough to lock the Decepticons up in....
Optimus: *resists the push* I'll cross their wires. If we leave them they'll cause trouble again.
WakeJumper: They'll be wary of us for quite awhile, Optimus.... You were as scary as Fixer back there, and word travels fast.
Optimus: But...
Fowler: //Optimus?// *sounds puzzled*
WakeJumper: *quietly and sincerely* They won't cause trouble that we can't handle later on.... I'm pretty sure that once word of this gets around to all of 'em, they won't want to mess with us...
Optimus: Megatronus is the leader, right? We should at least arrest him... *puzzled and wistful look on her face that would be at home on a much younger bot*
WakeJumper: There isn't anything secure enough on this planet or any other that would hold him....
Optimus: But his wires are crossed.
Fowler: *even more confused* //Optimus, report.//
WakeJumper: That doesn't guarantee that he'll stay out of it....
Optimus: Ratchet would know how to keep him down.
Arcee: *cringing slightly, and wondering to herself just how bad the amnesia really is, if Optimus doesn't remember that it was tangling with Megatron that resulted in Ratchet being hurt so badly*
Bulkhead: *shoulder busts Optimus through the bridge*
Optimus: *picking herself up slowly from the floor in front of the bridge and looking crestfallen*
WakeJumper: *moves to go uncross Ratchet's wires, since he has a feeling the older medic will be upset later on*
Optimus: *notices the unknown human up on the balcony with Jack and Raf and frowns at him* Hello.
Jack: Optimus, this is Special Agent Fowler. He works with us.
Fowler: ... *very slight nod as he begins to realize just how extensive the amnesia that Jack and Raf explained about is* Hello....
Optimus: *gravely* I'm afraid I do not remember you.
Fowler: *very slight frown* Well, I'm sure we'll have a chance to talk... *attention going to the hallway*
WakeJumper: *jerry-rigged a wheelchair, and has Ratchet strapped into it*
Ratchet: *frantic, nearly took another trip to the floor when WakeJumper woke him up, is worried about Optimus*
Optimus: *Fowler and Decepticons are forgotten as she turns and hurries toward Ratchet. Drops to her knees beside him and takes his hand* Ratchet, you're supposed to be resting.
Ratchet: *worriedly checking Optimus over for injury as well as he can, will fuss over the Prima* You're in no shape to be running around! *yes, that is a bit of fright in his voice*
Optimus: The red-faced mech attacked Truckzilla, and was going to damage the human inside him. So I stopped him. Then, when the... *remembers what that glowing thing was called!* The bridge opened I went through to let the Destructicons know what we thought of them.
Raf: *quietly* Destructicons?
WakeJumper: *slight shrug*
Ratchet: *cycling air and shuttering his optics for a few moments* *quietly* Optimus, you need to rest... Please...
Optimus: *excitement and happiness fades from her face and is replaced by contrition* *softly, as she kisses Ratchet's hand* I'm sorry, love. I didn't think.
WakeJumper: *totally ratting out the older medic* He wouldn't stay laying down... *and now he's gonna be a bit of a stinker* *to Optimus* Maybe if you lay down with him, he'll rest like he's supposed to...
Jack: *mouth open slightly as he watches Optimus and Ratchet. Jaw drops further as he turns his startled gaze toward WakeJumper*
Fowler: ... *not sure whether he should say anything at this point... Will turn his attention to checking in with Bumblebee and with Lt. Col. MacKenzie*
Bulkhead: *stops and frowns over his armload of energon cubes* Lay off, Wake.
Optimus: *had been frowning at WakeJumper, but now blinks at Bulkhead and quirks a brow ridge*
WakeJumper: *to Bulkhead* Then you try and get Ratchet to rest....
Optimus: *frowns* He was resting, till you straightened those wires out. *yes, Ratchet. She's remembered the old trick she used to ambush you with during your study marathons!*
WakeJumper: He was nearly on the edge of the table, Optimus.... Even in his sleep.
Optimus: *reproving look for Ratchet* You need your rest.
Jack: Why are Optimus and Ratchet acting like an old married couple? *head ducked as he glances from side to side uncertainly*
Ratchet: *quietly* And you need yours, Optimus.... *trying to reach up and touch the dark spot on Optimus' face*
Optimus: *brows draw together* Is something there?
Ratchet: *quietly, worry clear in his voice* There's a mark on your face.... It wasn't as dark earlier as it is now...
Optimus: *blinks* A mark?
Ratchet: *small nod, optics searching her face for any additional signs of stress*
Optimus: *optics bright, though she looks a little tired. Also has a shallow but sizable dent on her forehead*
Ratchet: *gently inspecting that dent now, and setting up to fuss even more*
Optimus: *draws back slightly as he touches the dent* That's sensitive.
Ratchet: *going to fuss over you even more now, Optimus.... Just ignore the slight shaking of his hands*
Optimus: *presses lips together, and then unfastens the straps before standing and scooping him into her arms* You are going back to bed now.
Ratchet: *gearing up to protest*
Optimus: *turns and carries him off down the hall*
Jack: *mouth fully agape now*
Arcee: ..... Okay then.....
Fowler: *absently, is half-listening to the goings-on here* Well, that was awkward.....
Bulkhead: *back with another armload of cubes. Glances toward the hall* They were an item way back when.
Jack: 0_0 Optimus and Ratchet???
Arcee: 0_0 You're kidding, right?
Bulkhead: Got it outta Ratchet's own vox. *clomps on down the hall to the store room*
WakeJumper: *moving to get the wheelchair out of the way for now, expression unreadable*
Raf: *grin* ...Cool!
Ratchet: *trying his hardest to get Optimus to rest.... Even while he himself is in need of it as well*
Optimus: *wee bit frustrated* I need that washrack now, Ratchet. But I need you to stay in bed so I can use it. *pushes him down again*
Ratchet: You need to rest just as much as I do at this point, Optimus.... *trying to pull her down onto the table as well*
Optimus: *pushes him down again!* I need to wash first.
Ratchet: *going to try and get at the wires in Optimus' neck now* You need to rest, and recover!
Optimus: Ratchet! *sharply, and nearly sounding like her usual self* You are being unreasonable!
Ratchet: And you're being stubborn! As your CMO, it's my job to make sure you get the best care possible!
Optimus: I am filthy! I... *stops to frown at the orange and black mech in the doorway*
WakeJumper: *flatly* You're both in need of a good wash. *putting the wheelchair away before leaving the room*
Optimus: *blinks and then studies Ratchet closely* ...Ewww.
cute little yellow and black muscle car: *watching the army guys and cops* Deedeewoo...
Miko: *reaches forward to gently patpat the seat in front of her* Everything's going to be okay, Bumblebee....
Denver: *just a bit out of it still, or sulking. One of the two....*
Bumblebee: Woooooo. *perk!* Deeedle?
Lt. Col. MacKenzie: *approaching and for a brief moment, showing his age as he runs a hand through his hair and sighs* *quietly* Everything's alright here?
Bumblebee: Bbbbbbbb. *shakes lightly, still trying to get that nacho cheese guck off his seat*
Miko: Yeah.... We're fine now. Even if Denver did spill nacho cheese on Bumblebee's seat earlier...
Denver: *blink* *slowly* 'M okay.....
Lt. Col. MacKenzie: *small nod* *quick look around, intends to tell Bumblebee to head on back to the base. Pauses when he sees something that is definitely out of the ordinary* .... *quieter* Is that pink car someone you know?
Miko: Pink car? Where?!
Lt. Col. MacKenzie: .... I take it that's a 'no' then.....
Bumblebee: *staring contest with you, pink 'Con!* Thrrpt! *blares horn!*
Scattershot: *startles awake before he can stop himself* Yeep!
Bumblebee: *little titter of laughter*
Scattershot: *cringing and hunkering down on his wheelbase. Looks for all the world like a dog that just got scolded* Don't hurt me!
Bumblebee: *REV*
Scattershot: *trying to back up, yeeps as he bumps into a pole*
Miko: Bumblebee! That's not very nice....
Bumblebee: *honks horn again and makes an aggressive mock rush at the pink bot*
Scattershot: *very girlish shriek of terror as he bolts*
Lt. Col. MacKenzie: .... *raised brow*
Miko: .... *snickering* Did that 'Con just scream like a little girl?
Denver: .... Laaame.
Bumblebee: *satisfied engine growl, then 'wooos' softly at the Lt. Col.*
Lt. Col. MacKenzie: Go on home.... I'll be back there once things have finished clearing up here....
Bumblebee: *chirps a response, and then heads out of the parking lot and toward the road to the MacKenzie place*
Lt. Col. MacKenzie: *goes to pick up his groceries, and sighs as he realizes he'll have to get another carton of milk*
Bumblebee: *happily playing dance music as he takes the turn that will bring him to the MacKenzie ranch instead of the base*
Miko: *blink blink* Bumblebee, this isn't the turn to go back to the base.....
Denver: ...Yeah.... Th's 's the road th't leads t' th ranch.... *puzzled*
Bumblebee: *chirps and beeps at them about bringing Denver home, and then he'll bring Miko home. Realizes they won't understand him and calls Raf*
Raf: *over speaker* //Hello?//
Miko: Raf, Bumblebee took a wrong turn...
Raf: //No he didn't. He's saying that he's going to bring Denver home, and then bring you home.//
Miko: But I already told my sponsor family that I'd be staying at a friend's house tonight!
Bumblebee: Weerrooooo. *talks more*
Raf: //He says that there's a lot going on at the base right now, and it would probably be better if they didn't have humans overnight.//
Denver: ... *can't believe she's suggesting this* Well, wh't 'bout stay'n 't th' ranch?
Miko: .... *staring at Denver now* *hesitantly* I think that'd work....
Bumblebee: *a bit worried at hearing Miko use that tone of voice and comments on it*
Raf: //Miko, are you okay?//
Miko: I'm fine, Raf.... Just wondering when Denver got replaced with a pod person...
Denver: *thrrpt*
Bumblebee: *worried sounds!*
Raf: //Pod people aren't real, Bumblebee. At least the kind Miko's talking about. They're just in movies.//
Bumblebee: *Phew!*
Denver: *about to comment on that when she sees a flash of pink* 'Ey, th't pink gah's ovah th're!
Miko: It's the girly 'Con!
Raf: //What?//
Bumblebee: *blares horn!*
Scattershot: *eeeeek! GONE! Good luck trying to catch him!*
Miko: There was this pink 'Con with Breakdown earlier at the stadium!
Raf: //Another girl Decepticon?//
Miko: I think this one's a boy.... but he sure screamed like a little girl!
Denver: 'E w's totalleh lame.... Wh't a losah.
Raf: //Huh. Weird. Oh, do you know what Optimus did?//
Miko: *distracted from dissing the pink 'Con* What'd Optimus do?
Raf: //She ripped out Megatron's wires, and then knocked him out with a headbutt!// *gleeful young boy here!*
Miko: ...Whooooah.... And we missed it?! No fair!
Raf: //Bulkhead told us all about it! And she smashed Knockout up, too!//
Bumblebee: *epic SIGH*
Miko: *more patpats for Bumblebee's seat* You'll get a chance at him sometime, I just know it.
Bumblebee: *talks*
Raf: //He says he just wishes he could have seen it. Bulkhead says Optimus put Megatron into stasis, too, and wanted to put him in jail.//
Miko: ...But I thought Megatron was too strong to be put in jail? *confused now*
Raf: //Bulkhead says that's what WakeJumper told her, but she was sure he'd be safe while he was in stasis.//
Miko: ...Huh....
Denver: *frowning* 'F 'e's th't dangerous, wah 'asn't 'e been stopped b'f're?
Raf: //Because Optimus didn't fight like a dock worker before.//
Bumblebee: Bwee?
Miko: ...Like a dock worker?
Raf: //Yeah. Bulkhead says she fought like a Wrecker, but WakeJumper says she learned it from some guys she knew back before she was Prima. Bulkhead said it was 'down and dirty'.//
Miko: ... Remind me never to get on Optimus' bad side...
Denver: ... Optimus sounds 'lot moah interest'n now....
Raf: //Interesting. Um... yeah.// *sounds a bit odd*
Bumblebee: Weeoo?
Miko: ...Raf, are you okay?
Raf: //Huh? Yeah. I was just thinking about what you said about Optimus being more interesting now.// *sounds like he's got a secret*
Miko: ...Okay, what did I miss?
Raf: //Optimus and Ratchet arguing like my mom and dad do. Bulkhead said they'd been together a long time ago.//
Miko: ...Wait, wait.... Like they were married?!
Raf: //Well, I don't think they were married. But maybe engaged?// *uncertain*
Miko: ...That's... Kind of....
Denver: ... Diff'rent.
Raf: //Oh. I have to go. Agent Fowler's ready to take me home. Have a good time at your sleepover!// *can you hear that cute Raf grin in his words, girls?*
Miko: Sure... fun.... *secretly thinking cute like what Raf has going on should be illegal*
Denver: See y'u t'morrah, Raf. *small, fond smile*
Raf: //Okay, Denver. Good night.// *^_^ is clear in the words. Hangs up*
Bumblebee: *talk talk, turn into the MacKenzie drive*
Bulkhead: *looks up from the TV* Hey, Wake, haven't Optimus and Ratchet ben in the tub a long time?
WakeJumper: ... *sighs* I'll go check on them.... *moves to get up, will head to the washracks to check on the pair* *and then ping Bulkhead's comm* //Hey Bulk, come check this out...// *sounds so amused*
Bulkhead: *pauses the show and lightly bops Arcee in the side where she was stretched out on some crates*
Arcee: *awake!*
Bulkhead: Wake wants us ta come see somethin'. *creaking onto his feet. Had been sitting on that block of concrete*
Arcee: ... This had better not turn out like the last time.... *still miffed about the plastic wrap in the doorway*
Bulkhead: *pause and frown, then shakes head* Nah. I still think that was Miko. *clomps toward hall*
Arcee: You go first then. *half expects Bulkhead to be greeted with the clingy plastic film*
Bulkhead: *down the hall and stops in the doorway to the washracks* Heh.
Arcee: *moves to see what's so funny now that she knows there's no plastic wrap* .... *blink blink*
WakeJumper: *totally snapping an image of this for later*
Ratchet: *snuggled against Optimus and recharging peacefully. Doesn't seem the least bit bothered by the cleaning solution in the tub*
Optimus: *circulating softly as she cuddles Ratchet and rests her cheek on his helm*
Bulkhead: *shakes his head and sighs* Snogged themselves stupid. How're we gonna get Optimus outta there?
WakeJumper: ...I have no idea....
Arcee: ...Is it just me, or does that seem a bit.... cute?
Bulkhead: *hehs again, and then goes over to gently poke the Prima* Hey, Optimus. Yer sleepin' in the tub.
Optimus: *opens puzzled optics and stares at him without recognition* ...What? Where...?
WakeJumper: ... *raised brow ridge, will scan Optimus. Will also scan Ratchet, just to be on the safe side*
Optimus: *tired, but healing well from her fight* Where is this? How did we get here?
WakeJumper: .... This is the washrack in the Autobot base.... And you carried Ratchet in here, I'm pretty sure....
Arcee: *watching this with a very slight frown*
Optimus: *confused expression is slowly replaced by dawning recollection* ...I remember. I'm Prima... and Ratchet and I are... *shutters optics, and then rises from the tub with a rush of solution, cradling the CMO close*
Ratchet: *absent, sleepy murmur, nuzzle*
WakeJumper: *offers a few towels* Here.... Once you get dried off, go get some recharge on a berth....
Optimus: *murmurs softly in reply to Ratchet, and then looks at WakeJumper* *quietly* My hands are full.
WakeJumper: *will help Optimus get Ratchet and herself dried off then*
Arcee: *staying as far away from the towels as she can while still in the room, remembers all too well what happened the last time*
Bulkhead: *gives Arcee a puzzled look, and then a poke*
Arcee: *flinch, leans away from the poke* *quietly, over comms* //I am NOT getting towel bundled again, Bulkhead.//
Bulkhead: *blink blink. Snerk* //When'd that happen?// *steps aside to let Optimus pass, since he can tell she won't let him help with the Ratchet carrying*
Arcee: *as Optimus carries Ratchet past* //When you and Ratchet were talking earlier today.//
Bulkhead: *more snerk, and then a thoughtful look at the tub before he turns the filter on. As he turns toward the door* How much energon have you had?
Arcee: Enough to keep my energy levels in the green.... Why?
WakeJumper: *as he puts the towels where they need to go* I'm about the same as Arcee....
Bulkhead: *slight burp* You want to go patrol on the roof, 'Cee? *turns head as a clunk comes from Optimus' quarters* Hey... that's not the infirmary.
WakeJumper: ... *sighs and goes to make sure nobody got squished*
Optimus: *looks up from where she's tucking tarps ganked from the infirmary under Ratchet on her own bed*
WakeJumper: *soft snerk* Never mind... *moves to head back to the control room*
Optimus: *finishes padding the stark table, and then joins the CMO, covering them both before turning on the heat in the tarps and shuttering her optics*
Arcee: *looking out over the desert, has a bit of a wistful expression as she thinks about how Cliffjumper would have liked this view*
Bulkhead: *gazing thoughtfully down at Cliffjumper's grave and rumbling softly as he talks to the departed mech* *then looks over at his blue teammate* Hey... Arcee?
Arcee: Hm?
Bulkhead: Whaddya think about all that?
Arcee: I.... I'm not sure.... It does explain a lot though...
Bulkhead: Ratchet shouldn' be encouragin' her. What's she gonna think when her processor starts workin' again?
Arcee: It's hard to say... *quieter* I'm more worried about what Ratchet will go through once Optimus recovers....
Bulkhead: *grumps something under his breath about it being the medic's own fault for messing around*
Arcee: Maybe.... *wondering to herself now if Ratchet can handle being bumped down off the priority list a second time*
Bulkhead: *bit of a wobble and goes to one knee. Bemused* Scrap...
Arcee: ...You have nobody to blame but yourself for that, Bulkhead.
Bulkhead: *absently* Ben a long time since I had that flavor energon. Didn' think we'd find it on Earth.
Arcee: *as she resumes looking off into the distance* Go lay down before you hurt yourself....
Bulkhead: I'm okay. I've fought with a bigger charge. *glances at Cliffjumper's grave*
Arcee: On top of a cliff?
Bulkhead: All kindsa places.
Arcee: *soft 'heh'* And how often did Wheeljack and you fight together?
Bulkhead: *grin* Slightly more'n we fought each other.
Arcee: And WakeJumper?
Bulkhead: He's just a kid. Grew up out on Tau. *melancholy expression as a thought occurs to him* Slag, even Ratchet's ben kissed.
Arcee: ... I'm not kissing you.
Bulkhead: Yeah. *up onto his feet and turns to go to the other side of the mesa*
Arcee: *headshake, just a bit amused at Bulkhead right now*
Bulkhead: *unaware of her actions as he scans the surrounding desert and thinks old thoughts of long ago*
((Co-written with
random_xtras))