Hey everyone how's it going? Good? Okay enjoy
"How is he doc?" Bumblebee asked in a normal tone with only a slight bit of concern "I cant seem to stabilize him, we might have to call ratchet for this one" knockout replied, he was surely stressed from this, running all over attempting to stabilize the wounded seeker. "hes losing too much energon!" knockouts tone shifted to a more chaotic one this time. "ultra magnus we may need to bring ratchet in for this" bumble bee activated his comm unit. "alright soldier I will see what I can do" ultra magnus steadily replied" soon after a large green space bridge swirled open, and a familiar ambulance walked out "where's the patient?" ratchet asked in a serious tone, knockout almost rolled his eyes at this. Ratchet followed knockout into the med bay and the door closed behind them, giving everyone else a chance to talk about recent events. "why would you bring that piece of scrap here!? After everything he did? Bumblebees t-cog, and cliffjumper!" buklkhead yelled, slamming his fist into the wall. "because that is what optimus would have done" bumblebee replied "make sure arcee doesn't find out whats going on or things will get messy, fast" he added "arcee is still on patrol" smokescreen joined the conversation. While everyone talked amongst themselves knockout was deep in thought while tending to starscream. He didn't know how to feel about this. his former comrade laying on that operating table, should he be sad that starscream was in this state (sad may have been an overstatement)? Or glad that starscream had gotten what he deserved for treating everyone around him like scrap? Knockout had wondered who could have done this, there were cuts and gashes all over his body and he had leaked a lot of energon, the wounds seemed old from what he could see, it was a miracle he lived this long.
Arcee soon returned from patrol and found the rest of her friends talking in a group, "did I miss something?" she asked "nope, nothing at all, absolutely nothing" bulkhead replied in a clumsy tone only to be nudged by smokescreens servo. "hes saying everything is fine" bumblebee corrected his clumsy friend. Arcee just smirked and walked away, they were obviously hiding something. A few hours later when everyone had already conversed and went to work, knockout walked out of med bay and went over to bumblebee "how is he doc?" bumblebee asked curiously. "we finally managed to stabilize him, but it will be awhile before he can begin to regain conscious" knockout answered "do you have any idea what may have caused such severe wounds?" bumblebee asked, the curious tone was still present "no" knockout replied "the wounds are insane, judging by how old the wounds could be it's a miracle starscream still even slightly functions" he added hoping to give a slight bit more closure to bee. "well atleast we know he'll be fine in no time" bumblebee became a little more chipper "the credit hardly belongs to me, that ratchet is a miracle worker with a scalpel" knockout said as he dusted himself off, it was good to finally be out of there. Bumblebee nodded his head "take care" he waved and went off to his post. It had been a busy day and the black and yellow scout still had plenty of questions, but he assured himself they would be answered in time.
So what'd ya think, is it going good so far?