A Medic's Last Hope
Ch.4: A Rupture
Sethblackwolf
A/N: Thanks so much for reading and reviewing after my long absence. I changed the lyrics a little bit to fit with the story.
Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers or this song.
Jazz was known for his awesome parties and this one was no different. It had everything a good party can ask for; great music, good food, and high grade. High grade; it's the start of a mess that might be too big for anyone to handle.
Looking back, Sunstreaker would have to say that it started in the middle of the party. Everyone was getting a little tipsy. Sideswipe hung off his brother's arm and mock whispered into his audio.
"So, Sunny… What are we going to do about Ratchet?" Sunstreaker scowled and shrugged his brother off.
"Don't call me Sunny!" He sighed. "It's not like we can call him out on it. The slagger put enough dents into the both of us to make us look like colored golf balls the last time we tried that!" Sideswipe looked thoughtful.
"Do you think that we were being too subtle?" Again Sunstreaker shrugged.
"It's not like that matters now. What we need is a plan."
"Alright, give me a mo-!" Sunstreaker felt his twin's shock over their bond.
"What is it?" Sideswipe just pointed ahead of them and the yellow twin almost roared in rage at the sight. Ratchet, dragged to the party by Optimus, was obviously over energized and feebly swatting at Jolt's wandering servos. Sunstreaker made to stomp over but Sides threw his arm out in front of his brother to stop him.
"If you do anything to Jolt right now it will only cause more problems for us." Suddenly the music turned off and Jazz took the stage. He held up a servo to stop the outcry of upset partygoers.
"Alright everyone! It's time for a sing off! Smokescreen, get your camera ready. It's about to get a little more interesting in here. Sideswipe smirked.
"Bro, I have an idea…"
_ (With Ratchet) _
'This just will not do!' Ratchet grumbled to himself as Jolt took another swipe at his aft. Really, the kid obviously had too much to drink if he didn't notice the killing aura around Ratchet. The medic was quickly losing control of himself. 'If this idiot tries to grab what's not his then he's gonna have to learn the hard way why I'm called Chop Shop!' A disturbingly sweet smile took over his faceplates as he was about to turn on the other bot.
"It's obvious that he doesn't want you. So why don't go run along and let us big bots spend some time together." Ratchet swerved around to find Sunstreaker smirking at him. Jolt looked like he was about to say something but one glared sent him packing. The yellow twin looked back at Ratchet to see him visibly calm down. The medic looked at him.
"As thankful as I am for the intervention, what do you want Sunstreaker?" Suddenly there was an uproar by the stage. Ratchet's optics widened when he saw Sideswipe on the stage. The red twin winked at him from across the room,
"I was thinking about asking you to dance." Sunstreaker said before his twin started to sing.
Everybody's looking for love. Oh. Oh.
Aint that the reason you're at this club. Oh. Oh.
You aint gonna find a dance with him. No. Oh.
Got a better solution for you boy. Oh. Oh.
The yellow twin held out his servo. "Come on Ratchet, take a chance on us."
Just stay with me now. Say the word and we'll go.
I'll be your teacher. I'll show you the ropes.
You'll see a side of love you've never known.
I can see it going down, going down.
Ratchet took the yellow twin's hand and allowed himself to be led across the dance floor.
In my head, I see you all over me.
In my head, you fulfill my fantasy.
You'll be screaming no.
In my head, its going down.
In my head, its going down.
In my head. Yeah. In my head. Oh yeah.
Some dudes know all the right things to say.
When it comes down to it, it's just a game.
Instead of talking let me demonstrate. Yeah.
Get down to business let's skip foreplay.
Just leave with me now. Say the word and we'll go.
I'll be your teacher. I'll show you the ropes.
You'll see a side of love you've never known.
I can see it going down, going down.
In my head, I see you all over me.
In my head, you fulfill my fantasy.
You'll be screaming no.
In my head, it's going down.
In my head, it's going down.
In my head.
Jazz watched with a smirk on his face as Ratchet and Sunstreaker danced to Sideswipe's song. He didn't think that any of them were all that overcharged either. Sideswipe sang too well and Ratchet and Sunstreaker weren't stumbling around each other.
Break it down. Ay-oh. Come on. Ay-oh. Ay-oh.
You singing to me baby in my head right now. Ay-oh. Ay-oh. Come on.
He'll be screaming out when it all goes down.
Just leave with me now. Say the word and well go. We can go.
I'll be your teacher. I'll show you the ropes.
You'll see a side of love you've never known.
I can see it going down, going down.
Unfortunately; all good things come to an end. Sensing a violent vibe, Jazz looked over his shoulder, just in time to see Wheeljack storm past him and towards the dancing couple.
In my head, I see you all over me.
In my head, you fulfill my fantasy.
You'll be screaming no.
In my head, it's going down.
In my head, it's going down.
Ratchet and Sunstreaker could faintly hear Jazz shouting at them in the background but it faded just like everything else. At first Sunstreaker thought it was just because they were so focused on each other but he could feel worry come from his brother's spark. Ratchet turned around.
"Wheeljack? What's wro-?" Wheeljack punched the medic hard enough to send him to the floor.
"That was for Bluestreak!" Quickly Sunstreaker grabbed the engineer in a choke-hold. Both Jazz and Sideswipe moved to separate them when they saw Ratchet move into a crouch and clutch his left arm to himself; a buzzing sound arising. In an act of agility that would put Blurr to shame; he turned around and threw what looked like a punch towards his friend. "Aurgg!" Wheeljack stumbled back and clutched at his facemask. Energon was flowing heavily from a cut that went so deep it dug into the faceplates. The room was silent as Ratchet's arm was reviled and had a buzz saw where his servo should have been.
"Nothing I ever do is good enough for you. Is it Jackie?" Ratchet's voice came out, sickly sweet. Wheeljack's energon went cold. Not here, not in front of everyone! The medic turned around and even Prime took a step back. Ratchet's smile got even wider as he nodded towards the wound. "That's for ruining my night, brother. If I find out that you have ruined my chances then you will not get off so easily." The inventor's optics widened as he felt a change in his brother's spark the he hadn't felt in a long time. What have I done? There were cracks in the shield but we were always able to fix them! Oh no!
After so millennia…Chop Shop had returned.