Medical BayAxle had just finished making the last of the remaining connection in Hot Spot’s cranial unit when First Aid walked in along with any of the remaining injured. The field medic removed the magnifying spectacles and placed them, and the soldering iron, back onto a nearby tray. Axle then placed Hot Spot’s helmet back into place when the Protectobot doctor came to stand next to him.
“He’s going to be fine,
First Aid.” Axle flashed him a reassuring smile. “As a matter of fact you can give me hand rebooting his systems. Once he’s back online I’m sure he’ll have a lot of questions, and I think any explanations would probably be best if they came from you.”
That said Axle plugged the Protectobot Commander into one of the portable computer terminals and entered the reboot command code. In a few minutes
Hot Spot would be back online.
****
Along with First Aid came the twins, and as expected they were already at each other and they hadn’t even been on board for one solar cycle. Axle rolled his optics as he watched the two troublemakers meander into the room.
Sideswipe grunted when Sunstreaker shoved him into the door frame upon entering the facility, but before he could retaliate his golden twin started in on his level of skill. Sideswipe growled in annoyance as he shot
Sunstreaker an icy glare.
After Sunstreaker’s rather pompous announcement his red twin nearly dragged him to the edge of one of the exam tables where shoved Sunny down onto it. Optics boring daggers into his brother Sideswipe grabbed a hold of Sunstreaker’s chin.
“I am just as good as you in everything, you worthless piece of slag! You’re nothing special, never were! Just remember Sunny, without me; you’re only half as good!”
Sideswipe shoved his brother’s chin to the side and backed off, but only enough to cross his arms over his chest and flash his twin a cocky smirk.
At that instant Axle got up from his seat next to Hot Spot. “If you’ll excuse me
First Aid, I think I need to defuse a situation.”
Axle moved swiftly to Sunstreaker’s side before the golden warrior could retaliate against his brother.
“Uh….okay.
Sunstreaker, you mentioned something about a new hand. I think I can get you what you need, but I’ll need to take a good look at what’s left to see just how much rewiring I’ll need to do.”
Axle looked up at Sideswipe. “I think you better get into a CR chamber.” Sideswipe nodded back at the medic before he unfolded his arms and began to make his way to the chambers. As he moved he kept his optics locked on his brother and before he entered a chamber he stuck his tongue out and flickered his optic in a wink.
****
Hex had quickly repaired the torn energon lines in his side and cleaned up the mess that was left behind. After all he did not want Axle up his aft he was in no mood for the medic’s slag. The young mech had found a cozy little corner of the med bay where he could oversee everything going on from the twins’ entrance to their subsequent squabble to Jazz’s irritating mannerisms. Even the Protectobot doctor grated on his nerves. Hex grit his teeth as he watched.
Subconsciously he took out the optics he tore from the cranium of the dead Con. He rolled them around in the palm of one of his hands; the rhythmic pace began to sooth his anger. His jaw unclenched and gratified grin began to grow.
Maybe Prime not being around won’t be such a bad thing. After all I did want him gone; taken care of like I was supposed to be. Too bad I wasn't the one to do it.Hex let out a slight grunt before he refocused his attention back on the rest of the med bay. At least he was able to take some time to think.
Message from the Ark-19>>”Hey , Hide it’s Ratchet. Bee and Blurr are busy moving the ammo to one of the higher levels of the ship. They might be just about finished. There is no way we’ll be able to get to the bounce platform, it’s already submerged. But we can all gather on the Command Deck so you can get a lock on us from there. I’ve also got some medical supplies and tools that’ll need to be bounce as well. Contact me once the Guardian arrives.”<<
Bounce ChamberPerceptor took a look down as he saw
Lore-Lock materialize at his feet. The sniper lifted his rifle over his shoulder and placed it in its holster across his back. Without regarding his fellow Autobot, Perceptor stepped around Lore-Lock. As he did so he answered the red mech’s query.
“You are on the
Guardian. We were bounced aboard right before the volcano erupted and the Decepticon base detonated.”
Perceptor stopped in his tracks before he exited the bounce chamber and looked over his shoulder at the red mech.
“I suggest you head to the Medical Bay to get repaired and recharged.”
That said the sniper exited the chamber and made his way toward the bridge.