"What do you mean she can't carry?" I yell. Ratchet backs up a bit and raises his hands in defense.
"The test results are negative. She just can't carry."A couple of seconds ago, I just told my best friend that I could carry, only to find out she couldn't. Now I'm here with all the fury in the world trying to figure out whats going on.
"Test results my ass! There must be a glitch in one of the systems." I snarl at him.
"I'm afraid there isn't. I checked and rechecked, there's nothing wrong with them." My hand collided with his face as I slapped him upside the head, taking hold of his chevron. He bends down so that the chevron wouldn't bend in my grasp as I tighten my grip on it.
"There is a glitch in the system and you're going to fix it. Why? Because you have no idea how painful it is for Sunsetter to know that she can't have any sparklings because she can't fragging carry! Not only that, a femme that can't carry is practically useless to her whole damned entire race. Ya hear?" I growl menacingly at him.
"Yes." His voice strong and even. In this kind of situation, only he can still have pride. That's all thanks to his stubborn ways. For that I admire him.
"Good." I let go of him and head out of Medbay.
"If she really can't carry, she would be devastated beyond belief." Sighing, I open the doors to my quarters and walk in. The doors slid shut behind me and I lie down on my berth.
"What a joy it is to know you can carry." I mumble sarcastically to myself, shutting off my optics for a much needed recharge.
"What a joy it is indeed." The dark voice filled my audios and at once, I jump up awake, gun at the ready.
"Aw. Now that's no way to treat your visitors." The voice purred behind me, but I didn't get time to react as hands seized my gun and threw me onto my berth. I scrambled to sit up and my voice started to tremble with fear.
"Who are you?" I asked. When I got no response, I rushed to the door. Just as I got there, I was slammed up against it and the voice spoke once again.
"I always thought you start a conversation with 'Hello'." My hand looks for the button to open the doors.
"Hello," I growl, "my name is Jetsun and I only find it polite that we can talk," my hand finally finds the button and I push it, "face to face." The doors slid open throwing me out. I do a barrel roll so that I won't be sprawled across the floor left vulnerable. The voice laughed in amusement as I searched around to at least catch a glimpse of him.
"Now I must admit, you're fast," the voice purred, "But I'm faster." I looked in my quarters and spot a pair of yellow optics gleaming in the dark of my room.I run in and switch on the light as fast as I could, but when the light came on, there was no sign of my attacker. As a matter of fact, there was no sign that the event even happened.