AN: Presenting to you, a drabble by yours truly. Second in line of MHT.
It was the night that Optimus Prime had come back from the Decepticos, iv and Jack working together to give him his memories back. Optimus sat up. He sighed in frustration. He made his way to the main hallway and into the main room of the silo. There, he saw the rest of his team camped out, all sleeping... Except for...
"June? Ratchet? What're you still doing up?" He asked the doctors.
"Oh. Hi, Optimus. We're discussing medical things." June narrowed her eyes as she looked at him. "Why aren't you asleep?"
"Restlessness, nerves, work... I don't know." The Prime sighed, his shoulders slumped. "You two are doctors. Surely you have something?"
"They were awake too, due to the storm," Ratchet explained, referring to Miko (a siren), Jack (a demon), Raf (a human), and Optimus's charge, Liv, who was an angel. "So they all took this." June held out a small bottle. "Zzzquil."
"Zzzquil?" Optimus questioned, taking the bottle.
"It's a sleep aid," Ratchet said. "Take it."
Optimus did as was instructed and handed the bottle back. The second he hit the medical berth he fell asleep.
When he woke up in the morning the birds were chirping and he could tell it was morning. He sat up and stretched like a cat.
"I should take Zzzquil more often," he said.