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Operation: Home, Mechs, Twitchy, Trauma Drama
"Hey Radio." Kinetix called sleepily interrupting Radio's humming.
"*YAWN* Yes Kinetix?" Radio answered her optics barely online.
"How are we gonna sneak back in?" She asked tilting her helm. This caused Radio to straighten up in shock.
"Ya know, I didn't really think we were going to actually escape and if we did I expected to be dragged back kicking and screaming." Radio said truthfully before suddenly realizing that most of the girls were slipping into recharge.
"Heeeyyyyy, the door is open and the lights are out." Aqua pointed out tiredly. With that, they silently landed and as soon as their pedes hit the ground floor they all fell into recharge. The Seekers were leaning against each other to the right of the ramp; Aqua and Radio's helms laid on top of the boxes with flowers curled up on the floor; Nightblade and Kinetix laid under FireRose's form half hanging off the ramp. The lights turned on only dimly as Optimus Prime and some other mechs stepped forward. Radio started to move, catching the optics of the mechs as she muttered.
"Got…to get….ta Twilight. Have….to tell her…..good recharge." With that she slumped over the box again. Jazz whistled.
"Wow, she mus' reali' luv tha' femmeling." Jazz commented.
"Bumblebee, could you be as kind as to get the boxes?" Prime asked the yellow scout.
"Sure thing Prime!" He said moving Aqua's helm gently before doing the same to Radio, only to get wacked on the helm.
"Mah sparkling's treat!" She muttered moving her helm to the floor, curling up slightly; leaving a surprised mech to rub his helm which now had a small dent.
"Slag Prime, I didn't know she was THAT over protective." Bumblebee muttered in shock before picking the boxes up. Red Alert walked over to Radio and bridal style picked her up before turning to Optimus.
"Is this alright?" Red asked as he slightly cradled the sleeping Radio in his arms; who in turn cuddled closer venting softly.
"Yes, do you know where her room is?" Primus asked.
"No sir. I'll just wait for you to lead the way." Red replied shrugging calmly before turning his attention back to the small femme nestled in his arms. The other mechs almost drooled over the thought of carrying a pretty femme as the girls.
"Cliffjumper, take Aquamarine please." Optimus ordered his red sharp shooter.
"Yes Sir!" Cliff said with joy and nearly ran to Aqua but had to dance around the other sleeping femmes.
"Jolt, if you would please take Kinetix." Prime ordered.
"Yes sir." Jolt said nonchalantly as he made his way but stopped. "Sir, what about FireRose?"
"I will get her off the others for you." Optimus said calmly ignoring the snickers Jazz sent as he picked her up into his arms gently. "Jazz, would you be as kind as to assist in getting Nightblade to her courters?"Optimus glared.
"Yes er'" Jazz replied cheekily as he picked Nightblade up into his arms grinning like he won a million dollars.
"Bluestreak and Silverbolt, please get the Seekers." Optimus ordered which was received with nods. Silverbolt picked Shadow up gently and started acting like she was made of glass. Bluestreak was caucus of Swiftwing's tired dropping wings as he picked her up.
"Be extra careful of her wings Bluestreak. Femme Seeker's lives center around the care of their wings." Silverbolt advised making Bluestreak stiffen and act like he was walking on a tight rope. Perceptor rushed in and stopped in front of Jolt.
"Hey Jolt. Ratchet needs you, something I think it has to do with a sparkling." He said breathless before stumbling backwards with a pretty white femme in his red arms as Jolt rushed forward barely dodging a hammer.
"Mah Sparkling!" Radio shot awake startling Red before crashing back onto him. As Jolt rushed to the medbay, the hammer re-subspaced leaving a group of shocked mechs to stare at Radio.
"That! Takes ova protectiv' to a new leveh." Jazz whistled before chuckling and taking pictures of Red's stunned expression and Perceptor's overjoyed look of having a femme in his arms and confused look of having a femme in his arms.
With each mech carrying a femme, they made their way to the girl's rooms. Using the emergency code, they entered the appropriate rooms and exited, locking the door behind them. Bumblebee had left the boxes in Radio's room and left with Red Alert and the others to head to the lounge. Everybot expect Optimus that is. He had stayed and watched FireRose, filing away her peacefulness to memory and made sure her door was locked before heading to his own room down a few corridors.
The next Solar cycle in Blaster's communications room; Aqua sat staring at the radar for any signs of enemy blips while Nightblade observed the communications links. Radioactive, sadly, was anything but calm like them. She was twitchy and jumping at the littlest of things. Filing reports helped keep her busy but she kept checking her bond with Twilight. To her dismay there was no answer. Blaster and Jolt, who she cornered in the lounge with her cannons, told her she was safe and sound with ratchet and MoonRacer. That they were still fixing some things that messed with their bond and that Twilight could feel her just not answer back. After spending half the cycle learning the way of Cybertronian communications and being sent work Radio's wires were on edge.
"Hey Radi-" Nightblade started but stopped for Radio had flipped out and fell off the chair wide optics. "Whoa chill femme. What the frag is wrong with you?" concern filled the room as Aqua looked over worriedly along with Blaster.
"I, I ..I guess my danniluk protocols are a bit more over the edge than we thought. I haven't seen her for almost over two cycles. They said it would take them a while but not this long. I fear something is up. I can just feel it." Radio said hugging her knees close to her aching spark.
"A bad vibe?" Aqua asked with fear and concern evident in her voice.
"Not really bad as bad but bad as in I will most likely bash the next bot's helm in that bugs me." Radio said trying to find a way to fill that gap in her spark.
"Hmm." Blaster said as he walked over to a desk with data on it. "Use the comm link in here to contact FireRose and have her set a direct link from her audios to here and go see Twilight for you so you can hear her."
"I can really do that?" Radio asked perking up as he answered with a nod of his helm. "Oh thank you Blaster sir!" She jumped up and rushed to the computer hastily typing into it and directing a speaker phone like link.
'FireRose, I have a request for you.' Radio sent.
'Whas up? And is this on speaker?' She asked.
'Yes, I need you to direct a link from you audios to here and head over to the medbay to check on Twilight for me please!' Radio begged swiftly.
'Please, she is driving herself AND us crazy!' Nightblade added faking being mad.
'Alright, I can do that. I was heading there anyway to get my wrist checked by Ratchet and drop off some datas for MoonRacer.' Rose said as the audios came on sending the sounds of doors swishing open to the eavesdroppers.
"Rosie! You came see me! Where danni?" Twilight's joyful squeals lifted the communications room as Radio's spark swelled and she relaxed venting heavily.
"Hello my little Twilight Sparkle." FireRose gushed scoping her up in a tight hug.
"Rosie! Rosie!" Twilight cheered extremely happy to hear her nickname.
"Your danni's working and really misses you little sparkle." FireRose cooed as she hopped onto the closest berth. "So Ratchet, ready to fix some wires?"
"Are you ready to get some wires pulled?" He jested.
"Bring it!" FireRose challenged causing Ratchet to smirk.
As the wrist wires were fixed, Twilight cuddled up to FireRose who cradled her in her other arm.
"Ratchet, be honest, what's up with Twilight? Radio is having spark trouble being away from her this long." Rosie asked breaking the comfortable silence that had settled around them.
Red Alert, who had just entered, jerked his helm over wide optic in surprise.
"Is she alright?" Red asked walking up to her, avoiding FireRose's swinging pedes.
"Re' Lert!" Twilight squealed happily to him causing him to smile down at her and gently brush her helm with a digit.
"Why don't you ask her? She's listening through FireRose here." Ratchet said not looking up from his work as all optics turned to FireRose, who had the anime sweatdrop formed on so did the girls in the communications room. Blaster just laughed.
"BLASTER! You knew all along!" Radio gasped glaring at him as he rushed out mumbling about reports to Prowl. Nightblade cut the link and everyone went back to work giggling.
"Now that the link is gone I will tell you." Ratchet said finishing replacing FireRose's arm armor. Twilight shifted to a sitting position and nuzzled her helm under Rose's chin as the femme commander turned her full attention to the CMO.
"The Decepticons had tried to override her systems and turn her into one of them that they could control." Ratchet began glancing at the glaring Red Alert, "Luckily she escaped before it could do any real damage to her systems but her spark was scarred by it and the wires around it needed fixing. Also I needed to update her firewalls which took some time. Radioactive can come and get her during the first lunar cycle later. I just wanted to keep an optic on her this cycle to make sure she didn't get sick."
"Thanks Ratchet I will tell her." FireRose said setting Twilight back on the berth. "I will see you later sweetspark."
"Bye Bye Rosie!" Twilight chirped before going back to playing and showing Red all her new toys that MoonRacer got for her.
'Radio, you can get her this coming lunar cycle.' FireRose commed before getting her audios blown up from Radio's squeals of joy that made everybot turn and stare at her cursing at the pain and at the cheers in the comm.. room.
"I GET MAH BABY BACK! YAY!" Radio cheered and spun around in her spinning chair, but crashed into Nightblade.
"Glitch! No you didn't!" Nightblade shouted playfully and an all out bumper spinning chair war broke out.
They were giggling and crashing into each other causing Blaster to laugh at their actions. Unknown to them in the ventilation sat Ravage. His red optics followed their youngling like behavior in disbelief.
'Soundwave, these femmes are crazy and I don't see the one Megatron wants information on anywhere!' Ravage sent scowling in annoyance.
'Did you download their files?' Soundwave questioned.
'Not much, no names just how, where, and when they were found which is only a little more than we already know.' Ravage answered angrily at the lack of information he was able to obtain.
'That is enough for now. Head back to base.' Soundwave ordered.
BLAST! Radio had fired one of her hand cannons and barely missed hitting Ravage just scorching his armor.
"Intruder!" Radio shouted arming her cannon but before anybot could fire the intruder disappeared.
"How in the name of the Alspark did you know whatever that was, was there?" Blaster asked astonished.
"While I was spinning I spotted a flash of metal that stood out from the ventilation system. As I subspaced my cannon I noticed the radar had a small blip on it but barely noticeable so I took a leap of faith and fired." Radio explained shrugging her shoulders.
"Nothing of importance seems to be stolen or hacked into." Nightblade concluded after scanning the computer.
"I will check with Prowl and see about that. Your shifts are over. Go to the lounge and get your energon. I will see you three tomorrow." Blaster ordered as the first lunar cycle shift entered and tried not to stare and drool at the femmes as they exited. "Troops stop staring at the femmes and get to work!" Blaster shouted loud enough for the girls to hear outside the door making them laugh.
In the lounge-
