A/N: In celebration of snow! Much thanks to Autobot-Bre and SweetDreamer97 for reviewing last chapter, and all of you reading.

Continuity: AU, Movieverse and G1 Elements

Warning(s): So much fluffiness, teeth will rot. Short and sweet.


Astonishing

Everything passes by me so quickly that I feel as if the only moments time slows down are when I am with my patients; no matter how annoying I portray I think that they are, I secretly enjoy their company. Those soft moments they smile at me and express their gratitude, yet I disincline politely. The real reward is seeing your patient through and through, seeing to the fact they are functioning and healthy - no matter how small the injury, physical or emotional. Then, do I ever feel rewarded, and only then does time slow down.

Us Autobots are on Earth now. How long has it been since we all have seen Cybertron in it's glory? Seems lifetimes ago; all just a distant blur in my memory core.

I looked down to the young Praxian on the med bay table. Bluestreak. Yes, the gunner was fine; just a little dinged and scratched up from a quarrel he had gotten into with one of the more rowdy of the minibots. Which was extremely out of character, I mused trailing a hand over a doorwing soothingly when the recharging one shifted slightly in his sleep. It must of been something really offending to have Bluestreak actually angry about something.

A sigh escaped my slightly curved in a smile lips. Energetic younglings. I chuckled slightly at the thought. It's good that they displayed such enthusiasm, though. Makes me sure that nothing's troubling them, not that I'd ever admit I'm this worried about them, no matter my experience as a medic.

It was two hours later (though it felt like 10 minutes to me), when my charge came rolling into the room. Yes, rolling - on rollerblades in fact.

"Novi?"

The girl smiled at me with the innocence of a five-year-old. "Hiya Ratch!"

Ignoring the nickname, I scowled slightly, "Is there anything you need? If not, I have much work to finish, so if you'll excuse me-"

"Aw, common Ratchet! You're starting to sound like Prowl," She deflated, spinning on her wheels before plopping onto the floor.

I blinked my optics. Huh, had I? I must be more tired than I recently thought. How sad.

"I apologize." I replied, somewhat awkwardly.

She waved a hand in cheerful dismissal, "No need to say sorry! But, I actually do need something from you!"

I raised an optic ridge, "Oh?"

She nodded curtly, face set amiable and determined, "Can you come with me outside for a second?"

Outside? My face must have shown my confusion as she explained more.

"There's something important you need to see!" She threw her hands in the air as she stood up again, 'blades spinning slightly as she rolled closer to my desk.

I sighed, pinching the middle of my nasal ridge. "If there was something so important it needed my assistance immediately, I am pretty sure I would have been comm.'d by now."

She pouted, eyes widening and shimmering with tears, bottom lip protruding slightly. She even gave the impression of making her two high set ponytails sink lower.

I grimaced, I could never resist that look from any of the young ones - what a pity, one of my weaknesses!

I sighed, standing over and walking around my desk. She obviously noticed I had relented, as Novi gave a 'whoop' and raced out of the med bay so fast that I needed to pick up the pace as to not lose her.

Damnit, if Novi got her way, which she most likely would, I'd be out there for hours. I winced, imagining the paperwork I still hadn't completed since last week. Prowl was going to kill me.

I took heavy steps outside the base, through those large, metal slabs. Pushing through the double doors, I shuttered my optics.

"Alright, what's so important out here that you needed me to- wh-what the-"

A large winter wonderland greeted me. All time hit me, blinding my sight, before slowing down to almost slow-motion. A white blanket of snow covered everything in sight, the colour of nature just barely there at the blanket's fingertips. The sunlight's reflection glittered off of small particles, almost dust-like, but sparkling amazingly.

Yet, that wasn't what hit me the most.

Small flakes were chilling over my plating and caressing me with the coldness of soft, fluffy snowflakes. Each one unique, different. They amazed me, surrounded me, left me in awe.

"Astonishing."

"I know right?" Novi breathed.

And for once, I felt like I could just take the time to sit here and watch. Watch the snowflakes fall, and watch the transformation of autumn to winter.

In fact, that's exactly what I did. Novi climbed onto my knee, and I felt like I could control time. I sat, sighed contently, and let a smile adorn my face.

"Thanks, Novi."

"No prob, Ratch!"


Thankfully, Novi offered me a hiding space in her quarters at the base, when I didn't even think about the consequences that next morning when the familiar enraged bellow resounded throughout the base (I was without my wrench at the time, anyways).

"RATCHET!"


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