I lay in my 'crib' trying to recharge. My tanks churned followed by a rippling pain in my abdomen. Curling into a ball I cringed when I felt that pushing and pulling sensation again. Swallowing as best I could, seeing as Cybertronians didn't have saliva, I tried to fight the urge to purge.
I let out a loud whistling trill, as the energon I had just ingested came up violently. The sound of fast pede steps and frantic voices engulfed me. Small servos picked me up, followed by a big one that stroked my back soothingly. Crying, I purged on one of my creators chest plates.
Movement followed soon after, as my creators quickly swept me into the med bay. Ratchet took one look at me before cursing loudly.
"Why in the pit, did you wait to bring her to me, until she was this bad!" Ratchet all but snarled. A loud clang erupted, followed by a curse from Ironhide.
"We didn't know, she was ill! Do you honestly think we want her to feel like this?" Chromia spat back irritably. Growling, Ratchet brought me over to a medical berth for examination.
"No, I expect you to watch over her." Looking down at me I looked back up tiredly.
"I no feel good." I hiccuped on a dry heave, nothing coming up. My systems were sluggish
"I know sparklet, I know." Ratchet soothed, scanning me, he began looking for the problem. Frowning, he muttered under his breath. I whined when he walked away to the other side of the room. Opening a cabinet drawer he pulled something long and shiny out.
Walking back over to me I recognized it as a needle. There was some odd glowing liquid within it. It glowed an odd purplish green color. What is that! Oh no...needle..needles equal pain. No pain, no pain!
I let out a loud trill and shrieked when he brought the needle closer. Scowling, he pulled it back, I immediately stopped my wailing. Raising a single optic ridge he grabbed my arm gently, but firmly. Yet again I started up on my tantrum...only to still be poked by the needle.
I glared at him angrily, my antennas flashing between crimson and black. Turning his back on me, Ratchet turned his attention to my adopted parents.
"She'll be fine with some recharge. Though I recommend leaving her here for tonight." Great...I'll be stuck with him tonight.
AN:
I'm not sure when I shall next update, so I shall post this up today as well. Thank you SBPride and Yellow Camaro14 for the reviews, you two are awesome. Anyways hope you like this one, I know this is probably short to you all as well, but I am trying. My muse is all jacked up, ideas please? Perhaps that will force me to think on more paths we might tread for this story.