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Author's Note: Again, only JUST finnished writing this chapter. Bad spelling abound! A lack of commas! The horror!
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Chapter One Hundred Twenty Five: Top Dog
“How could his glitch be fixed?” Hound asked aghast after Red had filled him in on the surprising news.
“Is it really fixed?” Blaster also questioned, though his tone was one of amazement as he looked at Red as if he had never seen him before.
Groundhog sighed as he began putting the tools away. “Just what I said, the crack in his main circuit is repaired.”
“But how?” Hound demanded, turning around to give Groundhog an incredulous look. “Ratchet said that it would be an impossible operation.”
“Well apparently he managed it,” Groundhog shrugged.
“What?” Inferno finally managed to say something other than “goop” and whirled around to face Red Alert. “Ratchet fixed you and you didn’t even tell us? Tell me?”
“He didn’t tell me either,” Mikaela announced as Blaster set her down on Optimus’ “desk”. Hound soon set Fig down as well and the ranger was looking at the girl incredulously.
“Why would he tell you?” he asked curiously.
“Because I’m his apprentice!” She yelped angrily before she crossed her arms in a huff. “And Sam never said a word either!”
Red turned away from observing the gremlins chatting away together to look from Mikaela to then angered Inferno and back again. “I didn’t say anything because I didn’t know,” he told them pointedly. “Ratchet didn’t do anything!”
“Huh?” Mikaela’s arms fell in surprise as Inferno huffed in disbelief.
“But then how do you explain the repaired glitch?” Inferno demanded angrily before he turned to Groundhog. “Is it really fixed or are you just telling us a story?”
Rollerforce and Motorhead gasped before they looked over at their companion apprehensively. Groundhog may be a mechanic before a medic but he hated having any of his diagnoses questioned. Groundhog froze in the middle of wrapping the cord around the viewing screen before he ever so slowly turned to face the large fire rig. “Are you saying I can’t do my job?” he demanded in a quiet tone.
Inferno backed up a step; surprised at the dark tone the mech was presenting him with. It was a tone he knew all to well and had heard it many a time, though usually it was directed at the twins. “Medic Inferno, remember he’s a medic,” Hound chuckled in a mock whisper.
Red just shook his head as he finally hopped down of the examination table. “Does it matter? It’s fixed.”
“But how?” Bluestreak asked curiously as he turned to Groundhog. “If Ratchet didn’t do it how is it possible that he’s been fixed. I mean Ratchet is the best of the best and if he said he couldn’t do it than no one would have been able to do it. It doesn’t make sense. How could his central circuit just… repair itself? Its impossible to-”
“Not as much as you might think,” Groundhog interrupted him, his earlier tense stance relaxing some at Bluestreak’s question. “From what I could tell, it overheated at some point and the surrounding area melted and fused the crack that had been there.”
“What could have done that?” Hound asked puzzled. “Its not like our internal repair systems could do something like that.”
Groundhog shrugged before he turned to look over at Red Alert. “Was there any problems during your entry into the Earth’s atmosphere?”
Red shook his head. “Like any other entry I suppose,” he shrugged.
“Maybe when he collided with that atmosphere?” Bluestreak suggested.
“Possible,” Groundhog nodded. “Looking at the scans, it would have been more than a hard blow to the head that would cause the circuits to exert themselves to the point of overheating. It would have been more than likely that he would have been unconscious after the blow.”
“Were you unconscious after the asteroid hit you?” Inferno demanded tuning to a stunned Red who was staring at Groundhog surprised. “Red? Were you knocked unconscious by the asteroid?”
Red turned back to his mate and let out a heavy sigh. “No,” he drawled. “Remember I kept calling to you guys and arguing with Prowl about how to get back to the group?”
“He’s right,” Blaster nodded. “I remember that part clearly.”
“Then what was it?” Bluestreak asked in exasperation.
Red let out another large sigh. “Optimus,” he finally sighed.
The others turned to him in surprise. “Optimus?” they all repeated shocked.
“What about Optimus?” Hound questioned.
“He’s the reason my glitch is repaired,” Red clarified.
“I highly doubt that,” Groundhog shook his head. “It would have taken a tremendous force for your circuits to go into overdrive.”
Red simply nodded. “That would be when he knocked me head first into the moat,” he told them.
“WHAT?” everyone bellowed, startling the gremlins on the other side of the room.
Neurotoxic quickly skittered across towards them and stopped at Red’s feet, chirping rapidly at the red mech. Gravelgrinder also approached slowly, Spindle once more on the top of his head and he proceeded to poke an irritated Bluestreak in the shoulder to see if he would make the same sound again. Motorhead quickly but gently pushed the mech’s arm away and stepped in between the two to prevent the young mech from continuing. Gravelgrinder didn’t seem to care who it was however as he began poking Motorhead.
Dispensor didn’t seem to care one way or the other however as it just began searching the main hanger curiously. “Hey!” Blaster yelped as he saw the mech moving towards the computer. “No, no! Don’t touch that!”
“Use his name,” Red told him. “They have to learn them.”
Blaster nodded as he tried to herd the small mech away from the computer. “No Dispensor. Don’t touch that Dispensor,” he chastised.
“Oh for Primus’ sake!” Inferno huffed as he turned back to Red who now had Neurotoxic in his arms. “What did you mean Optimus knocked you out?”
Red frowned at him as the small white mech began chirping rapidly. “Just what I said,” he stated. “It was when we were trying to contact all of you. We were working on the second transmitter when it blew up.”
“Blew up?” Rollerforce asked surprise. “How in the world did you guys manage to blow up a transmitter?”
Red shrugged the best he could with the white gremlin in his arms. “It was made mostly out of spare parts,” he admitted. “Anyway, when it went I was thrown back and fell head first into the moat. From what Ratchet told me afterward, I was unconscious for a while.”
“That could have done it,” Groundhog nodded as he thought about it.
“Wait, is that what that large hole is behind the human barracks?” Motorhead asked surprised as realization hit him.
Red nodded in confirmation. “That would be the one.”
Rollerforce let out a low whistle. “That’s a huge hole too,” he stated. “And a pretty good distance from the moat.”
“But I must admit, I’m at a bit of a loss,” Groundhog frowned. “Wouldn’t the water have cushioned your fall?”
“It didn’t have water at the time,” Red told him. “That was a later addition.”
“Ohhh,” Groundhog nodded.
“So he’s repaired?” Inferno asked as he continued to stare at Red Alert, completely ignoring the small hissing creature in his mate’s arms.
Groundhog nodded again. “As far as I can tell, yeah.”
Red turned to look at Inferno with a small smile but Inferno himself looked miserable. Red’s face fell as he took on a worried look. “Inferno?” he asked quietly. Inferno opened his mouth when there was a sudden screeching sound and everyone whirled around to see Dispensor jumping away from the computer. “What’d he do?” Red asked surprised as he set Neurotoxic down and rushed over to the machine.
“Nothing,” Blaster told him worriedly as the communications officer sat down in the main chair. “Incoming emergency transmission.” The others were immediately on the alert as they crowded behind the seated mech to listen in. “What’s wrong?” Blaster immediately demanded as soon as the transmission connected. “What happened?”
There was silence for a moment before everyone in the hanger could hear the small sigh. “-Nothing as of yet,-” Soundwave’s voice admitted to them. “-It seems as if some things of importance were left behind. Would it be possible for you to transfer me to the human called ‘Keller’?-”
“Huh? Keller?” Blaster stated surprised as he glanced back at Red.
Red shook his head. “Left almost as soon as they did,” he told the mech and Blaster relayed the message while Red looked deep in thought. “What could they have possibly have forgotten?”
“They did kind of leave in a hurry,” Hound shrugged. “Time is of the essence if we can get to that Energon before Starscream. There’s always the possibility that he’ll get there first.”
“Doubt it,” the three ‘Cons all stated in unison.
“Never mind that,” Blaster huffed. “I can’t get in touch with Keller’s office.”
“Wait a minute! I think I’ve got something!” Fig suddenly called out from the other side and Bluestreak quickly retrieved both he and Mikaela and brought them over to the computer. “Yeah here it is!” Fig announced as he pulled out a small white card from his pocket.
“How’s his business card going to help?” Mikaela asked incredulously. “It’s got the same number on in.”
“Not necessarily,” Fig smirked. “Keller wrote an emergency contact number on the back.”
Mikaela’s eyes widened as Fig proceeded to give Blaster the number. “Why didn’t he give us one?” she muttered as Blaster began speaking to Soundwave again.
“I’ll see about getting you connected.”
“-Much appreciated,-” the stoic voice came back and Blaster immediately began squirming in his seat, his head ducked slightly.
“Oh… err, you’re welcome,” Blaster muttered before he sat up straight and stated in a more professional voice. “Connecting you now,” and the line went dead.
“Oh don’t tell me,” Rollerforce groaned. “Not another one!”
The Autobots glanced back at the large ‘Con puzzled but Groundhog was simply grinning widely. “Are you surprised considering?” he asked his companion.
Rollerforce just muttered something under his breath as the Autobots continued to look on curiously. “Care to let us in on the joke?” Hound asked the medic curiously.
Groundhog just smirked at him before he shrugged and went back to the small medical corner. “Nothing,” he told the other mech over his shoulder.
Hound turned to Rollerforce curiously. “Well?” he asked.
Rollerforce just threw up his hands as he turned towards the door. “I’m going back to the hanger,” he muttered as he stomped out of the room.
Hound and Blaster shared a puzzled look before they turned to Motorhead who already had Bluestreak staring at him incredulously. “What?” the orange ‘Con huffed. “I don’t know what he was talking about either!”
“But you’re his teammate,” Bluestreak stated disbelieving.
“Doesn’t mean they tell me anything,” Motorhead huffed.
Red shook his head as he turned and followed Groundhog to the other side of the room. “Was there anything else that you needed me for?” he asked curiously.
Groundhog looked up from going over some of Ratchet’s data pads and frowned in thought. “I’ll probably run some tests but those don’t need to be done right away. Or even Ratchet could do them when he returns if you would prefer.”
“We would prefer,” Inferno stated before Red could even open his mouth.
“INFERNO!” Red gasped as he turned to his mate. “Groundhog has done a wonderful job as our medic so far! He even healed you, didn’t he?”
Inferno just frowned before he glared at Groundhog. “You couldn’t have found a different panel?”
Groundhog quickly turned his head in order to hide his smirk. “Would you have preferred I had left your internals exposed?”
Inferno started growling again and Red had to suppress a snicker. “Look at it this way,” he told his mate. “It’s only a different shade of red.”
“It’s pink.”
There was a bark of laughter from the other side of the room and the large fire rig quickly glared in the direction of the others. Bluestreak and Motorhead quickly looked away as Hound simply grinned at him. “What?” the scout asked innocently.
Inferno started to state just what he thought about the others attitude when there was a yelp from out side and the sudden sound of a plasma cannon going off. “What the slag?” He growled instead as all of them quickly darted out of the hanger, the gremlins coming slowly behind them. Dispensor and Gravelgrinder both cowering behind Hound and Blaster respectively as they watched amazed as Rollerforce was running around the yard trying to shoot… something.
“What the slag is going on out here?” Red screeched at the top of his volume as he finally spotted the small brown creature that the ‘Con was trying to hit. He quickly shoved Neurotoxic into Groundhog’s arms as he stomped out into the courtyard, seeing as Rollerforce had halted his fire at Red’s bellow. Inferno was quick to follow him, his own cannons out and charged.
Groundhog quickly passed the small white gremlin to Motorhead as he followed the two fire rigs out into the courtyard to try and help Red diffuse the situation. “What’s going on ‘Force?” he demanded.
“We’ve been invaded, that’s what!” Rollerforce bellowed as he jabbed one cannon in the direction of the small, growling creature.
Red turned surprised as he finally saw what it was that Rollerforce had been trying to shoot. “YOU IDIOT!” he bellowed, startling the ‘Con. “That’s Judy’s pet dog Mojo!”
“What?” Groundhog glanced over at the angered mech surprised.
“Its just Mojo!” Red continued. “What in the world are you trying to do by shooting him! He’s not a threat!”
Rollerforce looked insulted as he stated loudly, “but that thing lubricated on me!”
There was a burst of laughter from the direction of the hanger and Rollerforce whirled around to glare at the four mechs all laughing in the doorway. Even Gravelgrinder was looking at them curiously as he tried to comprehend the strange noise emanating from the mechs. “You’re all jerks!” Rollerforce bellowed at them.
“We’re not the ones shooting at a dog!” Hound called back.
“WHAT?” There was a stunned bellow from the ground and Rollerforce looked down to see Judy standing there scowling fiercely. The other humans had also exited the mess hall, all of them curious as what was going on outside. “Was that what the shooting was about? You were trying to kill poor, small Mojo?”
Rollerforce looked embarrassed for a moment before he shook himself out of his state to once more point at the still barking creature. “But he lubricated on me!” he repeated.
Judy actually looked puzzled at the term before Mikaela finally made her way to the group, Fig still hobbling behind her. The younger female quickly whispered something to Judy and the older woman reared back to look at her incredulously. Mikaela actually had a blush on her face. “I’m serious, that’s what it means.”
“You mean he decided to shoot Mojo because he got mistaken for a tree?” Judy cried.
“What?” Fig asked baffled as he finally caught up with his crutches. “A tree?”
Red just sighed as he turned to Rollerforce. “No shooting the human’s pets,” he told the mech. “That means Crikey, Mojo and Beeper are off limits.”
“Beeper? Another one?” Groundhog asked curiously as he looked over at Mojo curiously. All four gremlins had come out of the main hanger and each one was looking at the small barking down curiously. A worried look crossed his features. “They’ won’t hurt him, will they?”
Red whirled around to see what the ‘Con was speaking about and he shook his finger at the four. “No!” he said sharply. Gravelgrinder and Dispensor leapt back at the sudden shout but Neurotoxic and Spindle were still edging closer to the hysterically barking dog. “No,” Red said in a deeper tone and Neurotoxic finally turned away from the canine to look at Red innocently while Gravelgrinder reached out and took Spindle back. Red just sighed as he turned back to Groundhog. “Of sorts,” he clarified. “Beeper’s the cat.”
“What’s a cat?” Motorhead asked curiously as he and the others finally emerged from the hanger now that they saw both Rollerforce and Inferno had powered down their cannons.
“A breed of feline that is a common human pet,” Hound explained.
There was a small snicker from Bluestreak, surprising the others. “In other words, that.”
Everyone turned surprised to find that large fluff ball know as Beeper had emerged from wherever, apparently headed for the mess hall for his own dinner, only to have his path blocked by Neurotoxic. The small white mech was squatted down, inching ever so slowly towards the cat. The cat, for his part, had froze himself and arched his back, his fur puffed out even more, making look even more than his fifteen pounds.
Red gasped and opened his mouth to once again chastise the small gremlin when Beeper took care of the mech himself. With a quick strike, faster than the humans could follow, Beeper lashed out with his claws and managed to get the white mech right across the front. Neurotoxic reared back, a loud screech emanating from him as he quickly turned and darted over to Gravelgrinder, hiding behind the larger mech’s leg, chirping all the way. Even Mojo had quickly darted away from the hissing cat, scuttling under one of the benches that were sporadically found against the hangers.
Beeper himself had come out of his small ball and continued prancing towards the mess hall, his tail held high as he went straight to Carol and sat down in front of her and began to meow incisively. “Oh my poor baby!” Carol cooed as she quickly bent down and lifted the cat up and into her arms and began cuddling it, still speaking in a babyish voice. “Did that mean alien box attack you? Oh my poor thing! You were so brave taking on that vile, vile creature! Well it’s all salmon for you tonight! Yes you do! You’re getting the good stuff tonight…”
Carol’s voice faded as she moved into the building, still cooing at her cat as Glen and Simmons jumped out of her way. Judy shook her head as she watched her friend go. “She spoils that cat,” she muttered.
“Like we couldn’t tell,” Fig chuckled. “That thing is fat!”
Red just sighed as he moved towards the small gremlin still cowering behind Gravelgrinder’s leg. “It’s all right,” he sighed. “It’s gone.”
Green optics looked out at Red incredulously before he ducked back behind the black leg. Red frowned as Hound approached. “This is actually a good thing,” Hound told him. “They be more likely to avoid Beeper from now on.”
“I suppose,” Red frowned. “But I’m worried about his injury.”
“Its just scratches,” Groundhog told him as he also looked down at the spot where Neurotoxic was hiding. “Nothing looked to be damaged from what I saw.”
Dispensor was also trying to find out what was wrong with his companion as he tried to follow Neurotoxic around the larger gremlins leg. Gravelgrinder didn’t seem to like this however as he lifted his leg and took a large step back, exposing Neurotoxic to everyone. Spindle leaping off his head and landing on the ground with a small thud and also began creeping towards the white mech.
Red shook his head as he stood back up. “He’s fine,” he announced with a small chuckle.
“But what about me?” Rollerforce nearly whined. “I don’t want to rust!”
Laughter erupted at this announcement as Rollerforce continued to glare at all of them. Only one mech wasn’t taking part in the enjoyment, instead his attention focused on the smaller fire rig that was speaking again with the ‘Con medic. Inferno just shook his head as he watched his tiny mate take charge once again and began diffusing the small situation as the humans all went into the mess hall for their “dinner”.
Inferno was still processing the notion that his small mate had been cured and he didn’t even know it! What kind of husband was he that he hadn’t even noticed something of such importance? Inferno sighed as he turned away from the group and began heading towards the hanger he shared with his apparently completely sane husband. He had a lot of thinking to do.
“What in the world are you all doing?”
The whole group turned surprised at the small bellow behind them and found Starscream glaring at them as fiercely as he could. “Skywarp’s barricaded himself in the dugout,” Misfire stated as he pointed at the small shelter where movement could just barely be detected in the darkness.
Starscream looked at him incredulously. “What?” he stated sharply. “That’s impossible! First of all, there’s no door!”
“But he’s done it,” Hook drawled. “We’re all trying to figure out what’s wrong with him and- Starscream!”
“Oh for crying out loud,” Starscream huffed as he moved from behind the human equipment the others were all cowering behind. “Skywarp! Get your aft out here! You’re all supposed to be working on the new tower and- Slagging Primus!”
The last statement was shouted as a small beam of light shot out from within the dug out and headed right for the red seeker. Everyone ducked as the beam hit the wall of the quarry behind them and a small explosion of dirt and rocks shot outward and rained down on the group. “LEAVE ME ALONE!” Skywarp’s angered voice followed the beam.
“Starscream! Get back here before you anger him even more!” Scrapper bellowed at his supposed leader.
“What the slag?” Starscream huffed as he made his way back to the group. “Can’t you do anything?” He glared at the pale blue seeker.
Thundercracker shrugged. “He shot at me too you know!”
“Now that’s not accurate,” Mixmaster announced with a small smirk. “He was aiming for you! We were just in the way.”
Now Starscream looked intrigued as he looked over at his subordinate. “What the slag did you do to piss him off?”
“Nothing!” Thundercracker snarled before a look of puzzlement took over his features. “‘Piss him off’?”
“Anger him,” Starscream clarified absently, still watching the movement in the dug out.
“Skywarp has been acting strange lately,” Runabout spoke up from where he was hiding behind a large dump truck. “Even for him.”
“Are you saying my mate is strange?” Thundercracker snarled.
“Uh, yeah,” Runamuck told him. “He’s always been a odd nut.”
“So does this mean we can’t go into the dug out?” Misfire asked curiously as he too watched the black seeker moving in the small shelter.
“Probably best to let him cool down,” Scavenger announced with a small shrug.
“If I need relationship advice, I won’t come to you,” Thundercracker snarled.
Scavenger shrugged again when Misfire shook his head. “That’s not what I meant.” The lighter red seeker announced.
Starscream turned to glare at the mech, the smallest hint of curiosity in his expression. “Then what did you mean?”
Misfire just pointed upward and even more puzzled now, every one looked up. Only to gasp horrified. There, floating above them were dark gray clouds heavy with moisture. “Oh slag,” Long Haul muttered. “Do you think he’ll let us back in before that starts?”
Runamuck shrugged as he picked up a large rock and tossed it in the direction of the shelter. A beam of light quickly emerged and the rock exploded as it was stuck. Everyone watched as the dust floated down towards the ground before it was quickly followed by a large, fat rain drop.
“Scavenger?” Starscream called out as the sky opened up and the rain pelted down. “How fast can you dig another shelter?"
-To Be Continued
Author's Note: Well, there you go! I hope many things were cleared up for you! And I went back to the Screamacon's for a small bit! As you can see, Starscream would like to think he's top dog, but unfortunatly for him Skywarp in a bad mood is scarrier. Join us tomorrow for chapter One Hundred Twenty Six: Bloody Weather!
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