Prompt: Ratchet acting as a father figure to Sideswipe and Sunstreaker

Prompt given: 9th December 2021

Started: 19th August 2022

Edited: 25th August 2022

Finished: 26th August 2022

Uploaded to A03: 26th August 2022

Uploaded to Fanfiction: 9th October 2022


Light navy-blue optics onlined to meet grey faceplates.

"-ally awake." Ratchet muttered in annoyance and turned to the table next to the berth, sorting through various medical supplies.

Wait. He was in the medbay?…

Sideswipe grumbled, moving a servo to his faceplates and rubbing his temple, it felt like he was pounded by devastator. Twice. He'd sit up but judging by the numb feeling in his lower body he decided that probably wouldn't be a wise idea. Wise ideas? That's not something that happens often with Sideswipe.

"Don't you go grumbling, Perceptor and I were the ones who had to fix you up for almost 20 hours straight!" Ratchet's words were clearer to Sideswipe this time, he made out every word but was still confused. 20 hours? Maybe he did get pounded by Devastator? Hm. It honestly wouldn't shock him, he always seemed to be in the wrong place at the wrong time…well he'd use that excuse most times he played a prank anyhow. Or as he'd say, 'Was accused of playing a prank.'

Any thoughts of asking any questions was cut off when the medbay door opened and his twin brother, Sunstreaker, strutted in.

Sideswipe crossed his arms letting out a huff, it looked more like a pathetic pout than anything else, "Congrats, Sunshine, you've made it to my ultimate demise just on time." He said, the corners of his mouth twitching in amusement.

Sunstreaker rolled his eyes, used to his brother's antics—however Sideswipe could feel a slight sliver of amusement flow over their bond—with his infamous scowl on his face courtesy of the nickname. He sat down on the chair placed next to Sides' bed and turned to Ratchet. "How long until the bolts-for-processor is released, I'm not a big fan of covering for the glitch as well as doing my own duties," he murmured with a frown.

Ratchet sighed, slightly letting down his harsh personality around his two favourite patients, "I'm not sure, he got hit pretty hard but it's not life threatening."

"I can still feel his giddiness through the bond, he'll be fine," Sunstreaker sighed, a bit over dramatically.

Sideswipe decided to play along and gasped, a hand on his chest, "How could you accuse me of such things, my dearest dandelion."

Sunstreaker visibly reeled back at the nickname, "This 'dandelion' will shove his pede up your aft if you don't stop with these horrific excuses for names!"

Sideswipe frowned, "Oh c'mon my golden buttercup, this is me when I'm not that creative…I'm too out of it right now to think of things too great!" His frown easily melded back into a smile.

"What is with you and flowers?!" The golden twin snapped.

Two twin clangs rang through the medbay as the metal objects hit their targets. Two pairs of optics narrowed at the medic, one pair was accusing, the other pair were murderous.

If it were anyone else those terrifying optics would be the least of anyone's worries, Ratchet mused and then mentally shook his head, "No sibling fights in my medbay, I just fixed Sideswipe up I don't want to do it again!"

Sunstreaker just once again rolled his eyes whereas Sideswipe moved to sit up and speak, forgetting his current situation. Ratchet moved to stop him but it was too late, Sideswipe hissed in agony. Ratchet sighed and—somewhat— gently pushed Sideswipe back down to the berth, looking over him to make sure he hadn't reopened any of the melds placed before to ensure he healed. He then turned once again and seemed to sort his tools again, however Sunstreaker noticed, it was more like a distraction than a necessity.

Still though, Sideswipe went to speak again but stopped abruptly when his brother told him across the bond to not. Sideswipe cocked his head and sent a confused pang to his twin. Sunstreaker frowned and gestured to Ratchet with a movement of his head.

Sideswipe looked over at Ratchet them frowned, "What's wrong, Hatchet?"

Ratchet closed his eyes for a second then, without looking up at the twins, he stated "I'm feeling fine, Sunstreaker don't you have somewhere to be rather than harrasing your brother?

Sunstreaker narrowed his eyes, "Don't try and change the subject, tell me what's wrong or you'll regret it."

Most mechs (or femmes) would shiver at the tone of Sunstreaker's voice but Ratchet was the only bot, other than Sideswipe, that Sunstreaker had little effect on.

Ratchet finally looked up from his 'work' to glare at the visitor, "That's no way to speak to an officer ranked higher than you."

Sideswipe sighed, "Ratch, please just tell us what's happening, we can tell something is bothering you."

Sunstreaker looked from Sideswipe to Ratchet and nodded in agreement, harsh optics boring into Ratchet's spark.

Ratchet looked down at the floor for a few seconds then looked back up again, he crossed his arms, "How do I know you wouldn't laugh at me or make it into a joke, or see me as weak?"

Sideswipe thought on how to word his sentences for a second then replied, "Well I'm not sure if I'd laugh or not, in fact, knowing me I probably would. But I can tell that it's bothering you, and something tells me that bothers you that much too amusing."

Sunstreaker, being the more antisocial twin, just shrugged and moved his optics to the ground, "Yeah what he said" he muttered.

Ratchet let out a huff and rolled his eyes, "Fraggers."

"Aww you know you love us, Hatchet!" Sideswipe giggled smiling, then stopped to look at Ratchet, waiting for him to answer them.

Ratchet sighed for what felt like the hundredth time that day, "You're actually quite spot on Sideswipe—"

Sideswipe raised an eyebrow ridge and Sunstreaker scrunched his face in confusion.

"—The thing is…I…dont like it when you, or Sunstreaker, or both of you get injured. It just…I don't know…out of all my patients I feel more…attached to you twins. When you come in injured it just aches and I'm worried that one day I won't be able to fix you after your dangerous antics."

After the outburst Sideswipe and Sunstreaker just stood (and sat) frozen in shock. "Wha—" One of the twins started, Ratchet wasn't sure which one, but he cut them off.

"I'm not sure anymore…for bots like Optimus and Ironhide I'm very close friends with them and for bots that I get regularly for patients, or the younger bots like Bumblebee and Bluestreak I just don't feel the same way with them that I do with you two. I guess I see you more as…creations…what's the human word…sons?"

Even Sunstreaker had his mouth hung agape at Ratchet's confession, which the pretty bot would surely disapprove of if he was aware enough to notice he was doing it. There was silence for a minute and Ratchet just stood there awkwardly, afraid of the twins' reactions.

Then Sideswipe sniffled and let out an 'Aww!'

Now it was Ratchet's turn to look up in shock. "You don't think I'm weak, or weird, you don't hate me?" He questioned nervously.

"Naw! I still think you're weak and weird but I don't hate you, in fact I kinda feel the same way, but with you as my well…father figure."

Ratchet just let out a small laugh and patted his head, then he turned to Sunsteaker and looked worriedly at him. Sunstreaker was a lot worse at emotional feels than his brother was.

The yellow twin anxiously looked down at the floor when the attention was turned to him and shrugged, "I…dunno…we've never had a sire before…"

Ratchet's eyes widened in sadness and he slowly walked over to the twin, placing a cautious hand on his shoulder.

Something inside of Sunstreaker snapped.

Ratchet was even more shocked when a yellow blur toppled into him.

Sunstreaker was hugging him.

Sunstreaker was hugging him.

Sunstreaker was hugging him.

Ratchet internally cried out in joy, did this mean Sunstreaker accepted him as a father-figure too?

Sideswipe huffed and crossed his arms, "I obviously don't get invited to the cuddle pile, I see how it is—" he joked and then gasped when Ratchet walked up to him and gently dragged him into a hug as well.

Sunstreaker curled on his right and Sideswipe on his left. Yes, Ratchet could definitely get used to this.


Sunny may be ooc but I don't care, I'm living for it xD