I was buried in Optimus' chest, removing the traces of Megtraon's blade that still lingered. The ragged edge of the Cybertronian steel blade had left shards embedded in his body, they still caused him pain. I reached past an oil hose and with a slight tug removed a rather large piece. Multiple smaller pieces littered his body.
"Wheelie! Needle nose pliers." I was working on training the small Autobot to be my assistant, that way I could keep working without being interrupted by having to grab tools. Wheelie dropped down a pair of wire cutters, I handed them back up.
"I said needlenose pliers!" I heard a few muttered curses and a chuckle from Optimus before the correct tool fell into my grasp. A small plastic bowl sat by my side, Ironhide had wanted me to keep the pieces of the Cybertronian weapon so he could re-melt them into a new cannon or sword or whatever.
As each one fell into the vessel I could only think of the terrible person who could have done this. Why would anyone want to hurt this kind, not to mention very large, nice guy? But, I digress, being as gentle as I could I worked around his Spark casing, scars from the time he had been dead still standing out. Ironhide had told me the whole story, Mission City, Egypt, everything.
"Hey Optimus! Wheelie! What's up?" Boosting myself off of a piece of metal in him I jumped onto Optimus' chest. A small group of people had walked into the hanger. Wheelie was already motoring towards one of them. Optimus' armor, with a great whirring and hissing, slowly retracted into place as I climbed down the ladder that I had placed against the Autobot-sized table. I shrugged off my oil and sweat covered jacket, letting it cover the toolbox. A messy haired youth cam up, hand extended. His eyes glanced over my body for a few seconds.
"Leo Ponce de Leon Spitz, head of the-real-effin'-deal-dot-com. You've heard of it right?"
"Alisha Grearin, Autobot mechanic. And no." When I told him my job, he looked somewhat startled but quickly hid it behind a smile. There was another boy there, curly brown hair on his head and the stubble of his beard apparent on his face.
"Sam." I moved over to the young woman, dark hair and bright eyes that followed you everywhere. Wheelie was now humping her leg, reaching back on the table I grabbed a squirt bottle and gave him a few shots.
"No, bad Wheelie! No humping! Sorry, I'm working on training him." With a middle digit held firmly in air he wheeled off, Optimus trying hard to suppress a smile.
"That's alright, I'm Mikaela."
"So... you work here or something?" Sam was absentmindedly playing with the sleeve of my jacket.
"Yeah. So why are you here? Don't you live in California or something?"
"Ah, the government had us move out here. They would rather have all the Autobots in one place than having them spread out. We got a nice house out here though and I'm getting to go to ASU for free."
"Well, that's a good thing." I heard a great thud as Optimus stood.
"Alisha, I'm afraid I must leave you for a moment. I will send Ratchet in."
"Alright Optimus." I had long since stopped trying to cause Ironhide to change his mind from getting someone to guard me around the clock. Leo gave me a quizzical glance.
"What's all that about?" I laughed; my ribs still a little sore.
"You wouldn't know it but I had a broken collarbone and a fractured rib yesterday. That Decepticon you got me away from had freakin' dropped me and let me tell you, a twenty foot drop to the ground can hurt like hell. Ironhide blames himself for it and will only leave me alone if Optimus or Ratchet are with me." Another thundering signaled Ratchet had entered the hanger.
"Alisha, here. I altered your watch. It now has a COM link that will connect you to any Autobot and the soldiers on our team allowing you to speak. You will also be able to hear them." I flashed him a smile as I latched it on. It still had its old face, Roman numerals running in a circle.
"How do you turn the COM link on?" Ratchet leaned down and pressed the center of the watch, where the hands intersected. Suddenly I could hear Ironhide cackling, quickly followed by several explosions. I punched the center again and as quickly as it had come, it was gone.
"Whoa, that's cool! Did you guys hear it?" Leo, Sam, and Mikaela shook their heads. "How come they can't hear it?"
"The COM link can only be heard by the person touching it. Not even a Decepticon would be able to hear it."
"Thanks Ratchet!" He gave me a smile, then sat with his back against the wall. Talking with Leo, Sam and Mikaela took up most of the afternoon but finally it was time for dinner. Epps had gone out and returned with several pepperoni pizzas, everyone was going to eat in the Autobots hanger. Lennox wanted to use the break room but Ironhide had begun to warm up his cannons. He quickly dismissed that idea.
The smell of crispy dough, melty mozzarella, grease, and tomatoes sauce quickly began to permeate the air. The group stood around, a pack of wolves just daring one of them to take the first bite of the kill. Sam moved quickly, scooping up two pieces. Soon they was hardly anything left after we had begun to gorge ourselves. A flash of red light up the place as Ratchet scanned one of the few remaining pieces. His optics widened as he analyzed what was in it.
"How can you eat that?" I gulped down a mouthful.
"What? There's nothing wrong with it."
"It's incredibly unhealthy. As your Chief Medical Officer I cannot let you eat this." A look of concern passed between all of us before we shoved as much pizza into our mouths. As we sat down with overly full bellies Ratchet picked up what was left in the boxes and let Ironhide burn it. I reached for a Mountain Dew and slurped it down in one swallow. Leo moaned, cradling his overstuffed stomach. Every one of us was in similar condition, even I groaned, my own stomach feeling terrible.
"Ratchet what did you do? They look like hell." Ironhide had gently lifted me off of the ground, examining me for any illness.
"They did it to themselves, eating such slag like that 'pizza'." I groaned again.
"So, nothing's wrong with them?" Bumblebee questioned, he was now inspecting Sam.
"Besides having too much to eat? No, they're healthy. Although after eating that garbage they call food I'm surprised they're still awake. From now on, no more pizza. I will personally be stocking the food for the base." I groaned again, knowing Ratchet all the junk food would disappear and be replaced by vegetables.
"Alisha, do you want to go back to your room?" Ironhide asked, concern in his voice.
"I don't think I can move, I'll just sleep here." Ironhide nodded before entering his recharge cycle. I gave Ratchet one murderous glare before closing my own eyes. And that was how the Great Junk Food War began.
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