Author's Note- Oh, I'm in a writing mood. I hope this will get some more hits, but it's okay if it doesn't.
Chapter 8- March 20th
When Harmony stayed conscious long enough for Ratchet to say she could wander around, she asked what the date was. "The twentieth of March," Ratchet answered.
Her eyes widened slightly, and she shook her head a little. "This isn't how I wanted to spend today. Can I go back into the city? Some friends of mine are expecting me. Just for a short time," Harmony stated, looking up pleadingly.
"No, I want you close by," Ratchet answered.
"Can I at least call them so they don't worry? I've never missed today," she explained.
He held out a hand for her and she stepped on, clinging to one of his fingers. He placed her next to the phone and she smiled. "Thanks," she said, and dialed the number.
"Hey Cara! I'm sorry, I can't come. (Pause) No, that's not it. (Pause) Cara, I'm not dating anyone like George again! (Pause) No, Megatron broke a lot of my ribs. That's why I'm talking oddly. (Pause) No, he's a bad guy. (Pause) Cara, I'm telling the truth! I'm not dating 'George 2'! I swear! (Pause) Cara, I'm sorry. We'll do this another time. Okay? (Pause) I love you too Cara. Yes, just please tell the others. (Pause) Good bye Cara," Harmony said, her voice rising, and sounding a bit annoyed toward the end, ending sounding exasperated.
Harmony had sounded practically breathless the entire time, and she was breathing a little harder then he wanted her to. "Okay, back onto the monitoring table for you," Ratchet stated.
She sat down with a soft sigh in his hand, shaking slightly. "I haven't felt this bad in awhile," she muttered.
Ratchet didn't comment, and placed her back on the table. "Can she have visitors now?" Wheeljack asked.
Harmony shook her head a little, but Ratchet got her to sleep anyway. "No Wheeljack, but go down to the city. Find out what is so special about today," Ratchet stated.
"Why?" Wheeljack asked, not entering Ratchet's domain.
"Well, she got worked up over the date, and how she never missed today. I want to know what so important that she got so worked up about! She had a hard time breathing from it," Ratchet answered, and even deep down, it was purely because the date had put her in some danger.
Wheeljack nodded, transformed, and raced out of there. He knew exactly who to go after, and he drove around. Then, he saw Cara, and he drove up to her, opening up the passenger door. "You can get in if you want," he stated.
Cara hesitated for a moment, and she slid in. Closing the door softly, he drove off slowly. "What's important about today?" he asked.
"For Harmony, it's her birthday. On Earth it's the day we celebrate the day we were born," Cara snapped.
"You want to visit her? That is if Ratchet will allow it," Wheeljack asked.
Cara stared in surprise at the car. She sighed, and she said, "Go to Garden Cottage."
Wheeljack obeyed, and pulled up, recognizing the place. He also recognized the man standing there. "Mr. Johnson, want to visit Harmony if the alien will let us?" Cara asked after opening the door.
Wheeljack ignored the comment, and opened the driver's door. Mr. Johnson got in, and Wheeljack shut the door. "Good, now, to get Ratchet's permission," Wheeljack muttered.
"Well, unless Harmony is asleep, she'll start raising all get-up when she gets well enough. When she still feels unwell, she obeys doctors' orders," Mr. Johnson stated.
"How do you know that?" Wheeljack asked.
"Hey buddy, you've got her family in this car! I may just be her best friend, but I'm the sister she never had, and Mr. Johnson is her 'Dad' I guess. Besides, her mom was by herself, and Mr. Johnson was always there for Harmony. Now put the petal to the metal!" Cara explained.
Wheeljack sped up, dust flying up from around his wheels. "You could be a bit nicer Cara," Mr. Johnson stated.
Cara let out an unladylike snort through her nose, and sat back a little. "I should have you know that I take good care of Harmony," Cara muttered.
"Like the George incident?" Mr. Johnson asked in a hushed tone.
"I was 17!" Cara answered with a hiss.
Mr. Johnson shrugged, and looked away. Wheeljack pretended he didn't hear the conversation, and stopped in the base. He opened the doors and they got out. Wheeljack transformed and held out a hand to them. "Want a lift?" he inquired.
Mr. Johnson got on and with much hesitation, Cara got on to. "I wouldn't offer if this place wasn't so big," he explained walking slowly down the hallway.
"Yeah, I hate it! I'm like, what, 30 stories high?" Cara asked, slightly hysterical.
Mr. Johnson shook his head, and Wheeljack looked in on Ratchet. "Hey, Ratchet, today is Harmony's birthday. Can Cara and Mr. Johnson visit her? They're her family, of sorts," Wheeljack explained, and Ratchet rounded on him.
"How do you know they aren't working of the Decepticons?" Ratchet asked.
"Cara hates the Transformers in general and Mr. Johnson cares too much about Harmony," Wheeljack argued.
He still hadn't entered Ratchet's domain, he knew better. As two friends, Wheeljack assumed, they respected each other's domain. Well, everyone avoided Wheeljack's domain for fear of their lives, but that was beside the point. "Fine. She's asleep though," Ratchet answered.
Wheeljack beamed, and Ratchet shook his head. He really disliked bending his rules, but he had a feeling if he didn't allow them to see her, they would sneak in. "Wow, she got run through the mill," Cara stated, sitting next to Harmony.
"Oh, she does not," Mr. Johnson argued.
"Some birthday," came the forced voice of Harmony.
Wheeljack smiled, and said, "Hey! I brought Cara and Mr. Johnson!"
Harmony smiled warmly at him, and nodded. "I can see that Wheeljack," she said, closing her eyes.
"You wear out my patient and she won't heal as quickly as I would like her to!" Ratchet warned.
"I'll get him out," Wheeljack whispered and walked over to Ratchet.
Whatever Wheeljack said, it caused Ratchet to let out a sigh. "You are going to lose an arm one of these days Wheeljack," Ratchet stated, picking up a First Aid Kit for Transformers.
They walked out and Harmony looked around. "I'm surprised you're here Cara. You don't like them," she stated.
Cara shrugged, and gently ran her fingers through Harmony's hair. "You look like George got to you," Cara muttered.
"He's in prison, so leave it be!" Mr. Johnson stated.
"He sent her to the hospital twice before then," Cara argued.
"Uh, she's here. Let's stop talking, okay?" Harmony muttered, and Cara nodded.
With a sigh, she lay down, resting her head on Harmony's stomach. Mr. Johnson just shook his head a little, and said, "Well, when my ride gets back..."
He was cut off by a loud explosion, and Cara sat up while Harmony beamed. "Wheeljack, the 'mad scientist' of the Autobots blew up yet another something," Harmony stated.
Cara growled and complained under her breath, laying her head back onto Harmony's stomach. "This isn't hurting, right?" she asked.
Harmony smiled and pet Cara's head a little with a smile. Wheeljack walked in with a grin, followed by Ratchet, both with a coat of soot. "Wheeljack, take them home," Ratchet ordered.
"I'm not leaving my Harmony hear with a mad scientist and various others who can squish her by accident!" Cara argued.
Ratchet sighed, and started to argue, but was cut off by Mr. Johnson's warning shake of his head. Wheeljack took Mr. Johnson home, and they didn't talk. Before Mr. Johnson left, Wheeljack asked, "Who is George?"
Mr. Johnson paused, and said, "I can't say. I promised Harmony and Cara I wouldn't discuss it any more then I had to. I don't have to right now Wheeljack. Maybe Harmony will tell you. I'll give you a hint though. Harmony was born with some sweet temperament, and patience that's hard to snap. She was also born with a lollipop on her head, and every horrible guy in the world who will treat her poorly knows it. Some are worse then others."
He walked away and Wheeljack went around on a long drive. In the middle of nowhere, he thought. He knew that on Cybertron, you hurt a femme, it was punishable by death, depending on the situation. One of the reasons was because there were few femmes around, but on Earth, apparently the punishment wasn't as severe. Wheeljack's alternate form shuddered slightly, and he backed up a little. From the hint, Wheeljack could figure out that Harmony probably hadn't had the best of luck with boyfriends.
For some odd reason, Wheeljack was undescribably angry. He didn't like the thought of people hurting Harmony, particularly if she wanted to be with them. His engine revved angrily, and he put the petal to the metal. A screech of brakes sent up a huge dust cloud as he thought, 'Ratchet is going to kill me when he finds out.'
With a sigh, he drove back to the base, and snuck into the Med Bay. Luck was on his side, in a sense, as Ratchet wasn't in. "Hey, Cara, Harmony, it's still the 20th," he whispered.
Harmony looked at him and he held out his hand. With the two girls on his hand, he snuck out and up onto a cliff. "What are we doing?" Cara asked softly.
He pointed and the sun started to come up, bathing the sky in hues of colors. Harmony's eyes widened a little, and Cara watched Harmony with a small smile. "Good job," Cara whispered as Harmony beamed.
Of course, when it was all over, Ratchet's loud voice of, "Wheeljack, when I find you, you are dead for removing my patient!"
Wheeljack looked embarrassed, but otherwise pleased with himself. March 21st wasn't a good day for anyone, especially Wheeljack, who had to hide out in his lab to avoid Ratchet's wrath. Bumblebee took a complaining Cara home.
When Harmony asked why, Cara responded, "Someone else will guarantee you stay safe."
Harmony was just confused, but Cara knew. She felt that way about Frank, and she shook her head. She just needed to get it in her own time. 'Besides, a giant mad scientist is better then anyone else who's dated her,' she thought.
-----End Chapter 8-----
Moon- Hey, you're making this Fluffy Romantic Stuff!
Me- Yeah, blame the other muse!
(Points to the Rainbow Colored Kitten sitting in a corner, mewing cutely)
Moon- You got to be kidding me!
Me- The Rainbow Colored Kitten is called Fluffy
(Fluffy mews cutely again)
Me- Fluffy is responsible for all Romantic Stuff.
Moon- Why did you give her bad boyfriends?
Me- Because that happens to a lot of people in real life. Some guys prey on some girls that are a little low on self-confidence. They want to feel superior. Unfortunately, Harmony accidently attracts them.
Moon- Oh!
