A/N:Okay, I had got one suggestion, but I am just waiting on the fellow user to elaborate so I can start it. Until then, next is Ratchet and Jack!
"Hey, Ratchet?"
The medic blinked his optics, then stopped what he was doing on the computer monitor. Looking down at the internal balcony, he spotted Jack looking up expectantly at him. At least it was the raven-haired boy. Him or Rafael weren't as frustrating to be around as Miko.
"Yes, Jack?" Ratchet acknowledged, giving him his full attention.
"Do transformers have genders?" Jack asked, his expression that of curiosity. Ratchet scoffed internally.
"Jack, you should know that we are Autonomous Robotic Organisms, we don't have genders," he retorted evenly. He was beginning to type at the monitor again and noticed Jack look to his left.
At the other side of the room, Arcee was talking to Optimus in a very feminine posture, with hand on her hip, and favoring a leg while standing. Jack had a puzzled expression on his face before looking back up at Ratchet. The Chief Medical Officer sighed internally before turning his attention back to Jack.
"But, you guys refer to the girl bots as 'she' and the guy bots as 'he'," Jack ventured, resting his arms on the railing. He was expecting a detailed explanation from the medic. He always enjoyed showing off his knowledge, but Ratchet surprised him this time around.
"Jack," he said, sighing again. "This is one of those enigmatic anomalies that shall never be explained," Ratchet said, turning back to the monitor. "Or could be explained," he added for good measure.
Jack sighed in defeat but still seemed dissatisfied somehow.
He looked at Arcee.
Then looked at Ratchet.
Then back at Arcee.
Then back to Ratchet again. "Ratchet, you guys look so human-like, even in the face. Honestly, you look like a buff guy in body armor and Arcee looks like a gal in body armor," the teen said frankly.
Won't he just stop trying to figure this out, Ratchet thought with a roll of his eyes. Humans, honestly.
"Jack, there is no explanation for this."
"But-"
"No explanation. None will be given," Ratchet interrupted Jack's disagreement. Still, Jack, pressed on.
"But-"
"Never."
From then on, Jack found out what Ratchet's poker face looked like. He looked again at Arcee with an unsatisfied expression. How could they not have genders. One looked like a girl, the rest looked like linebacker dudes. SImple as that. But whatever.
Ratchet shook his head as Jack walked away uttering an "Okay."
"Damn you, Hasbro," Ratchet uttered under his breath.
