- A/N - Just one more shortish snippet after this one that's already written, but I'll leave this marked incomplete. You never know when inspiration might strike!


"You won't fit in there anymore, small fry. You've gotten too big," First Aid said, looking down at the little mech as he tugged insistently on the armor of his forearm. Roller let out a few forlorn beeps and tried to dig his small finger components into the hairline seams in the plating.

"Guess you'll just have to figure it out for yourself," First Aid chuckled, opening the storage compartment. Roller made a satisfied buzz and began energetically removing the medical supplies from the compartment, handing them one by one into First Aid's free hand. Once the compartment was empty, the little mech crammed as much of himself in as possible and pointed and clicked at the panel, urging First Aid to close it.

"It's not going to close, see?" First Aid shut the panel as far as it would go and lifted his arm to peer at the small bright blue optics in his compartment. "Your legs are in the way. And that really can't be comfortable at all." Roller chirruped at him and First Aid laughed.

"All right, if you insist. I suppose you can stay there for awhile. What brought this on, hmm? Are you functioning ok?" First Aid opened the remote link on their special channel, but found nothing out of order with Roller's systems other than his usual subpar energy readings. Just a nameless sadness and the image of various legs and foot components, viewed from below, all striding away from him too fast to follow.

First Aid made a sympathetic sound and patted the top of his compartment-with-Roller with his other hand. "They don't mean to leave you behind, sparklet. It's just been a little busy around here lately."

Roller sighed and squirmed a little in the compartment, reaching out one of his arms. First Aid brought his face a little closer until Roller could rest his hand against his face mask, sending as much comfort as he could cross the link.

"In fact," First Aid said, nudging the small hand a little with his mask, "if you'd like to help me out, I have a mission for you if you're up for it." Roller squirmed a little further out of the compartment and made an interested beep.

Some time later, First Aid smiled as he heard the medbay doors open and a vocalizer reset itself sheepishly.

"Apparently I've missed my last two maintenance appointments," Optimus Prime said. Roller waved at First Aid triumphantly from the Autobot commander's shoulder.