DMK: YESSSSS! MORE REVIEWS! :D *ahem* Anyway, Nobody's guessed da paring right… Shade, ya might have gotten it if you'd only said it… :D Mwah. It won't surface for a while still… or I might scrap it altogether… ___'' Depends… yeah… anyway, now time for more carnage??? O.o
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Chapter 10
Caitlin had finished setting up her prank long ago, and decided to… 'nudge' it along… Then again, she DID need to get her knee and elbow joints unclogged from the glass and sand. Wincing, she stepped into the medbay, one shard of glass starting to cut into a musclecable. When the door closed with a small 'clank' RedAlert turned and took note of her.
"Well well, look who it is…" He said, grinning in a friendly tone.
"Yeesh, Aurora taught you nothing, did she?"
"…Yes she did… how to pull marvelous jokes such as that one."
"Yeah, well, your 'prank' is cutting into my knee right now…"
He dropped a bit of his smug attitude. "Ah. Well sit down and I'll get a scalpel or two out…"
"…Okay." Once he had turned around, Caitlin's lips suddenly twisted into a grin.
A very evil grin.
About five minutes before, she paged Jetfire through her comm. system, and only seconds before the prank showed its face, he walked in.
Only to see RedAlert disappear in an avalanche of pinto beans. "AGH!"
"AHAHAHAHAHA!" Caitlin doubled over, clutching at her midsection, laughing at her friend's predicament. "Score: RedAlert-1, Caitlin-2!! AHAHAHAHA!"
Slowly, the medic heaved himself out of the several tons of tan and brown beans, his ruby red optics hinting at his furious mood.
Jetfire was on the floor, laughing also. "Oh, oh, oh! MY ACHING CHASSIS! Ah-HAHAHAHAHA!"
Red tried to stand, but slipped on the beans, landing back in the pile with a splash of tan, which resulted in another fit of laughter. "When I get my hands on you…" he growled, trying to stand again. "I swear I'll-AGH!"
With another slip, RedAlert was back in the beans. Spluttering, a few were spat from his mouth. Caitlin tried to calm herself, but failed. As a result from the noise, about half of the Autobot team entered the medbay, and saw the poor, unbalanced medic.
Hotshot stared. "PINTO BEANS?! …Hehehehehahahaha! DUDE! GREAT!"
Optimus sighed and shook his head, grinning under his facemask. As much as he hated to admit it, he did enjoy this whole prank battle… just so long as he wasn't caught in the middle of it, anyways.
Scavenger also shook his head. Knowing the cycle, he would be the next target. Of what sort of prank, it was unknown, but he knew he was next. He would just have to keep his guard up, that's all.
"Hooo…" Caitlin had finally calmed herself down, and was now trying to catch her breath, along with Hotshot and Jetfire. "Dang, that one never really gets old…"
RedAlert scowled, utterly defeated this round. He no longer tried to stand, for it would just lead to one humiliating fall after another. "Aw come on!" Cait chided, sitting up straight on the recharge gurney. "You can sure dish out pranks, but ya can't handle taking them…" She got up, kicking the stray tan beans aside, and then grabbed one of RedAlert's arms. Pulling hard, she managed to get the medic up, who wobbled uncertainly for a second and then balanced himself. He strongly resisted the urge to pick her up and toss her into the stockpile of beans, but didn't.
"So uhh… who's cleanin' this up?" Hotshot asked, playing with a few pinto beans with the tip of his foot.
Optimus looked seriously at Jetfire and Caitlin. "AW MAN!" they echoed, hanging their heads.
"I'm sorry, but that IS the price to pay…" He explained, shaking his head.
"B-but… YOU LET ME DO THIS!" The femme protested, turning on Optimus.
"Yes, but I never said that you wouldn't have to clean up the mess afterwards…"
"Argh. Fine. Then after that could I PLEASE get the glass out of my knee joint?"
"I… suppose that should be first, actually…" Prime said, looking to RedAlert questioningly.
"Oh all it is, is cleaning! I'll be fine for the few hours, honestly!"
Scavenger shook his head. "Hotshot, help me tie her down so we can fix her knee."
"OH NO YOU DON'T!" she defended, stepping back on her bad knee, getting sparks to fly. "…Ow…" She tried moving it again, but it was offline. "Uhh… my knee isn't, like, moving… Is that bad…?"
RedAlert smacked his forehead. "Primus Above, WHY ME… Yes, that isn't a good sign. And seeing as how you can't move…"
Scavenger took the cue and stepped forward, grabbing the short femme around the waist and hefting her over his shoulder. "WHAT THE F*CK ARE YOU DOING?! PUT ME DOWN!" She protested, trying her best to escape from the much larger and much stronger mech.
"I don't think so," he said calmly, not moving so much as an inch. He then set her on the same gurney she had originally been on, and stepped back (probably before she could have a chance to plant her foot into his midsection again…). "Now was that so hard?"
"Humiliating, but not hard…" she grumbled, sitting upright.
He shook his head, and then addressed RedAlert. "Well, there's your patient… I suggest you get to work so that she can clean all of this up…"
"Okay okay, lets all laugh at the poor chick WHO CAN'T FREAKING WALK!" she then noticed the tools he had in his hands. "…This… Isn't gonna hurt… is it?"
The medic couldn't help but grin evilly. "Unfortunately, I can't find the painkiller under all of those pinto beans…"
"OH HELL!" She whined, cradling her knee to her chest. "YOU AREN'T TOUCHING MY LEG WITHOUT THAT!"
Scavenger exchanged looks with Hotshot, and the two each took an arm. Suddenly the joke was over, and real fear gripped her. "PLEASE DON'T!"
"Oh please don't whine- if you're ever going to be a successful warrior you'll need to learn how to handle pain." Scavenger told her sternly. "Now quit panicking and calm down."
Sighing, she loosened up, and no longer fought against them. "Fine. Just GET IT OVER WITH…"
As much as Optimus wanted to actually stick around and watch this unfold, he grabbed Jetfire and led him out of the medbay. Meanwhile, Caitlin looked anxiously at the laser pliers that were being held rather steady by RedAlert, which was making its way to her knee.
"Hmm…" he began, looking at the sparking joint inquisitively. Taking his free hand, he poked at the injury. "Does this hurt?"
"AGH! OW! YES IT DOES HURT!"
He recoiled from the outburst slightly, and both Scavenger and Hotshot instinctively tightened their grip on her arms. "Hmm, a good sign, then…" Red again pulled out the pliers, and dipped them into the opening of the knee joint, but wasn't looking into it, for there was no way he really could… It was far too narrow. It reminded the former human of that game 'Operation'… where one wrong move resulted in a loud 'buzz!'. The medic suddenly jabbed the tool into the joint, and the femme yelped; he had found the glass. Delicately maneuvering the device, he clamped down onto it, and then began to remove it.
"OWOWOW! DUDE!" She tried to jerk away, but RedAlert, out of sheer instinct, put his hand on her lower leg, holding it still.
"Will you stop?! I'm almost done," He told her calmly, not focusing on her throes.
"WELL THIS HURTS, DAMNIT!" She shouted hotly, trying to move. However, the three mechs' grip on her was too strong, and she could get nowhere. With one last jerk, the shard of blue glass was removed from the joint, and sparks flew one more time. "Dangit. Not. Cool. Seriously."
"Was it honestly THAT bad?" The medic said, standing above her.
"You try getting a piece of glass yanked out of your knee…"
"I have. Several times." He told her placidly.
"Okay, I have a nonexistent pain threshold, so sue me."
He shrugged off the little comment and went back to his business. "Now it'll take a day for your musclecable to regenerate, but at least now you can move it."
"…Enough to clean up my prank, right?"
"…Not really. I'll do it. Just don't tell Optimus."
"Okay, now you're being nice… What do you want?"
"Relax. I'm not going to pull anything right now, so quit being paranoid."
She sighed. "Fine. But if you so much as TRY anything, I'm not gonna trust you for a loooooooong time."
He chuckled. "Deal. Now keep off of it and try not to hurt yourself again."
"…You sure you don't want help? Prime DID tell me to do it…"
"Consider it restitution for my little prank… I had no intention of really hurting you."
"…Okay… I guess that works for me." She slid off the gurney, and landed on her feet shakily, Hotshot and Scavenger no longer holding her down.
The yellow mech grinned. "You're not gonna get to your room like that." He said rather confidently.
"Of course I will. You watch."
He, Scavenger, and RedAlert all exchanged glances and shook their heads. "You're no better than I was back when I was your age," Red sighed.
She sighed too, and started to walk. She got three steps before her knee activated a safety protocol, and stopped moving. "This is REALLY not my day…"
Hotshot shrugged. "I hate to say I told you so-"
"But you didn't." With little more than a thought, she transformed, and flew out of the medbay in her dragon body.
"That girl needs a LOT of discipline…" Scavenger trailed off, shaking his head again.
"She'll learn. One of these days she'll wise up. Until then we'll just have to try and get her to settle down and straighten up, friend or not." The medic told them both, turning to the mess of scattered pinto beans across the medical bay floor. "…And get even."
Scavenger's goldenrod optics glinted with malice. "A counter, so soon?"
"Well, I'll wait until she's recovered, but yes, I have a marvelous counter prank."
Hotshot looked back and forth at the two. "Oooh! Tell, tell, tell!!!"
The elder mechs stared at him. If it was anyone's fault for starting this 'war', it was Hotshot. He HAD been the eavesdropper who stated the truth, after all… "You'll see… when the time is right, anyway." Red told him evilly, playing out the joke in his head. This would be the final prank, the one that would cause their 'foes' to surrender, and give them the 'victory'… or so he thought.
TBC
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DMK: …okay… umm, hope ya liked it? Review please?
Hotshot: *ahem* the preview?
DMK: …well… I dunno whether this is funny or just strange, so if you figure out RedAlert's and Scavenger's gag, tell me if I should go along with it… if not, then I'm sure I could come up with something…… "…When Caitlin awoke, she instantly felt strange. Sitting up and looking around quickly, she realized that this wasn't her room.
That's when she saw her feet…But they weren't HER feet…'AAAAAAAAAAH!'…" …any right guesses as to what happened result in… a cookie? Yeah, a cookie… Um… me go now… ^_^'' ENJOY!