Chapter 7: D.N.G.S. and Interactions
'Bond'
"Bee"
:: Com ::
"Regular talking"
The day was… good she could say. Nothing really bad had happened yet but nothing really exciting. Her and Ratchet had a nice talk and she reassured him that she didn't hate him nor fear him in any way. She cracked a couple of jokes about being afraid of his 'wrench of doom' which earned a hearty chuckle from the medic and lessened the tension between them considerably. Ratchet had finished her examination smoothly and started to explain all that she needed to know.
She is a breeder (duh), and breeders have different things about them that regular bots didn't have. Their bodies were specifically modeled to bear sparklings, multiple ones at a time as well.
"Your frame will adjust naturally to have sparklings," Ratchet said, pointing to a diagram.
"Will my belly pop out?" Corvin asked looking intently at the diagram.
"No, we are not like humans." He explained, "Your insides will be move around, most of your working in your chassis will be moved down into your waist. Your frame will become wider and sturdier to support the extra weight of carrying." Corvin looked on in fascination, watching the different places that Ratchet pointed to. Her weight would be centered on her waist, and her legs were thick enough to hold the weight of her frame. No wonder they were so damned thick. She voiced this to Ratchet, which earned her a snort. There was a comfortable silence for a while as they both looked over their own things. Ratchet then looked at the purple and blue femme as if he only just remembered something.
"The humans are coming today," Corvin looked up, her optics filled with excitement.
"Really?"
"Yes, they've been away from base for the past week. Vacations and all." Ratchet spoke. Corvin rolled her optics, vacations her ass.
"Yeah, code for 'find out if the new bots are good before showing them the squishies'" She states with sarcasm.
"No…"
"Ratchet, I really don't care." Ratchet was silent for a moment.
"Are you sure?" He asked slowly.
"Of course, you guys didn't know if I was a vicious, evil monster, summoned from the pits of hell to eat your sparks..!" She grinned over to him, standing and looming over him for effect. Her servos had risen in the 'spooky' position as she made a face. Her field brushed his good naturedly, conveying her feelings. Ratchet chuckled at her childlike acts and curled his field out to brush hers. Relief echoed through his field. Hers pulsed slightly against his, filled with her calm happiness. Corvin stretched out her arms and wings as her field mingled with the medic's.
"I'm going to go check on Vela, see what she's up to. Com me if you need anything." Ratchet nodded and waved her out of the Med Bay. Corvin walked through the main part of the base, looking for Vela as she thought. She had gotten Ratchet to laugh a few times, and he didn't grumble as much as she thought he would. She felt very happy that she could get the grumpy medic to smile and laugh, must have been from 'training' with Domi. She grinned as she sent a strong pulse of affection through her two bonds and received two back. She headed to the rec room, where she felt Vela was. She arrived to see her and Bee on the Autobot sized bench.
The two were… flirting? Oh gosh! Corvin clamped a servo around her mouth to hide her laughter. The two hadn't seen her yet, so she kept off to the side, remaining undetected.
"Yellow is a very nice color." Vela let an extra purr slip into her vocals as she curled up on the bench, one leg behind her and the other resting under her. Her arm was thrown over the back, making her whole body face the yellow scout in a seductive pose.
"Thank you, purple looks good on you." He beeped back.
"Aw, thanks. So, what do you enjoy?" Vela asked looking intently into Bumblebee's optics as she leaned to rest her head on her servo.
"Racing and videogames, I play videogames with Raf a lot. And sometimes we go and race RC cars together." Vela listened to him prattle on like what he was saying was the most interesting thing in the world. Her optics blinked and sparkled with something like affection.
Ohh~, Vela got a crush! Corvin cackled internally, sending the information to Domi. Deep amusement filtered back.
'fo reals?' Domi questioned
'fo reals!' she confirmed. They both laughed over the bond, keeping the other third in the dark for the moment. Confusion pinged from Vela.
'havin' fun with yo man?' Domi asked jestingly. Vela's face only crinkled a little in confusion before smoothing back out.
'What?' Vela asked. She then turned and looked around the room and finally spotted Corvin, how mockingly waves at her as she crossed her arms with a grin. Bee followed her gaze and saw her next. Corvin could swear she could see a bit of embarrassment on his face.
"Oh, hi Corvin, I didn't see you there." He proclaimed in a chipper tone.
"I just got here, Bee." She smiled kindly at him before looking at Vela. "The humans are coming today." At this Vela's ears perked up.
"Really?"
"Yep, Ratchet told me."
"Awesome!" With this, Vela's tail unfolded from her legs and swished around. Moving around the bench, Vela skipped over to her side.
"Coming Bee?" the scout nodded and the trio headed towards the main part of the base to wait for the humans to show up. The three walked in and one was carried into the room. Optimus sat at one of the main terminals and Corvin had to look away to prevent from blushing blue. The memory of yesterday was still fresh in her processor, and the memory of his servos rubbing her wings and how it felt so nice made her chest burn from embarrassment. Her inner fangirl was going crazy, screaming and bouncing around chanting things like 'Optimus is so great' and 'he knows I exist!' She kept that little part of herself shut away tightly under lock and key in her mind.
"Kids here yet?" She asked the Prime. Optimus turned to look at her after she spoke.
"Bulkhead and Arcee went to pick them up. They should arrive back soon."
"Thank you, Optimus." He nodded once and turned back to the terminal. A burst of amusement flowed into her spark. She sent back a burst of annoyance.
'Shush it, Vela'
'And you mock me, huh?' Vela made a huffing noise that sounded suspiciously like laughter. Corvin swayed suddenly, pushing her hip into Vela's side and knocking her off balance. Vela hissed as she regained her balance. Corvin snorted as Vela moved to stand on the opposite side of Bee.
An engine sound made everyone turn to the tunnel. Bulkhead and Arcee appeared, each barring passengers. Three humans hopped off or out of the vehicles. Corvin smiled as they looked up and at her and Vela. Transformation was heard as Arcee and Bulkhead stood out of their alt-modes.
The three were all under the age of 17, two were males and one was female. The first boy was the smallest and youngest with brown gelled-up hair and horn-rimmed glasses. He had a large backpack and watch and was wearing a yellow shirt and a pair of baggy jeans. Corvin knew this had to be the boy-genius Raphael. The second male was the oldest of the three and was tall and lanky. He had black hair and gray-blue eyes. He wore a dark gray t-shirt with a light gray long sleeve underneath and a pair of jeans. This was Jack Darby.
The last of the three was the only female and in the middle of the two boys. She had black hair with pink streaks and hazel eyes. She had on the weirdest assortment of clothing that Corvin just didn't feel like describing. Obviously this was the famous Miko.
Miko ran up the stairs to the human platform, her gaze locked onto her and Vela. She finally reached the edge of the platform and hug onto the side bar as she looked up at them. The two boys quickly caught up and stood on either side of her.
"Who are you guys? Bulk said that there was new bots, but he never told us they were chicks!" Her voice was loud with a slight Japanese accent. Her eyes were as wide as saucers as she stared up at Corvin. Corvin grinned.
"I'm Corvin, and that is Vela." She pointed a thumb at both herself and Vela.
"Dude, you got wings! Can you fly?"
"Yep," Corvin bent down, fanning out her wings proudly. Vela quickly scooted over towards the humans. But she didn't really need to bend. She was short.
"Can you turn into a cat?!" Miko asked excitedly.
"Nope," Vela answered, "Just something I was sparked with." Miko turned to Corvin
"Can you?"
"I cannot. And I don't really don't want to."
"Why?"
"Not my style. Rather fly then go around on all fours." Miko made an 'ah' sound.
"How come you guys don't have insignias?" Jack asked out loud. Corvin made a confused face before she remembered.
"Because we all forgot," The Bots looked sheepish. "Eh, we'll get them later."
"Soooo, what do you guys do?" Miko asked.
"Depends on what you mean." Vela stated.
"Hey, you're Japanese?!" Miko bounced around a bit in her hyperactive excitement. Vela blushed.
"Technically no, but I am rather fond of Japan. I downloaded a lot of their media, enough that my voice module changed to this." Miko beamed at the beast former before letting out some rapid-fire Japanese. Vela responded quickly and Corvin rolled her optics. The two exchanged words for a moment before Miko let out a big 'whoop!'
"I knew Japanese would come in handy." Vela laughed out.
"English please, ladies, I haven't had time to learn more than that." Corvin suggested, waving her servo with a grin. The two femmes sat next to the platform with their legs crossed as that spoke, the Autobots watched the carefully for any signs of hostility, all of them ready to act at a moment's notice.
"Says the chick who speaks French just to piss people off" Vela shot back. Corvin looked Vela straight in the optic; any trace of humor had vanished off of her face to be replaced with a dead look of seriousness.
"Bonjour" Corvin said in a deep voice. Her act was broken after that as a grin broke her stoic expression.
(An: Fucking FLY, GeT Away FROM me WhEN I Am Typing! I Will SMUSH your BRaiNs OuT WITH This key Board!)
The kids and two femmes laughed together and the Autobots relaxed completely, feeling a bit foolish for mistrusting them. They had been at their base for over a month now and had never shown anything but kindness and humor, but years of war had made them all paranoid. The kids seemed to like them as they continued to talk, Miko especially.
"Every day I'm Tumblin'" Vela sang while moving her arms cabbage patch style.
"You know Tumblr?" Miko bounced up and down.
"I run my very own blog," Corvin puffed her chest out, "Got quite a few followers." Her face fell into a look of horror before she turned and grabbed Vela by the arms, "My followers! They hate me now! I haven't posted up anything on my fandom blog in over a week!" Corvin covered her face as she let out choking sounds of her mortification.
"Yooo you know fandoms? Who do you ship?" Miko was just a ball of excited energy now, seeing as alien robots knew about fandoms. Vela groaned,
"Don't get her started!" Vela pleaded.
"I am the shipper of all ships!" Corvin declared, prompting another groan from her trine mate.
"I shall sink your ships will my canon!" Miko pointed a finger up at Corvin with a playful determined face. Corvin placed a servo on her chest in mocking hurt.
"You dare sink my ships?"
Miko let out an over exaggerated evil laugh while Corvin feigned heartbreak. Every Autobot was looking to be somewhere in between amusement and deep confusion.
The chatter continued for quite some time, the three trading head-cannons and fan theories.
"I never knew you got into Dr. Who." Vela said, looking over to her. Corvin shrugged.
"Not really, I just know what people have told me."
"Ah,"
"Domi got me into Sherlock and I found Merlin on my own. Tumblr got me into Supernatural." The Bots were still looking very, very confused. Corvin could tell that more than one of them were googling what they were talking about. "OH! Which reminds me, I ship Tony and Bruce so hard, Tony and Steve are a close second though."
"Why Tony and Bruce?" Miko asked, scrunching up her nose.
"They're Science Bros! They are in the lab with each other all the time! Tony always gives Bruce is blueberries and is really chill about the 'Other Guy'." Corvin explained, her optics shining. She leaned close "It is canon." She whispered sincerely. Miko had a look of pure understanding as she nodded her head.
"I now ship," Corvin high-fived Vela.
"Mission accomplished side-kick." Corvin said to Vela.
"Oi, why am I the side-kick?"
"Because you're the pussy-willow in this montage!" Corvin was slightly horrified as she had almost left out the 'willow' part in her statement, and Optimus was sitting just a few yards away at one of the terminals, having long ago returned to his work as the femmes chattered. Corvin just hoped that the Bots had not learned any Earth curse words yet. Vela grinned up at her as she felt the embarrassment in Corvin's field. She had almost told a nasty curse in front of a 12 year-old, whose guardian and buddies were standing not too far away.
'Holy Shit on a fucking cracker, Vela!' Corvin screamed through the bond, as she kept her position, with only her optics widening being the sign of her horror. Ratchet and Jack were both giving her long looks, both knowing the word. She'd have to be careful when Raf was around; she could probably get away with cursing in front of Jack and Miko, but not Raf. Thankfully a merciful being known as Agent Fowler came to her rescue.
"Prime! ... PRIME!" Fowler's voice boomed from the terminal.
"Special Agent Fowler," Optimus addressed. "To what do we owe-"
"What else?" The agent cut off," Cons. I chased them off with some hard ordinates, but not before they blew me out of the sky!" He was quite dramatic for an agent, weren't secret agents supposed to be all like… serious and stuff? Corvin and Vela stood and walked to be slightly behind Optimus as he stood in front of the base's main monitor.
"Again?" Miko asked with a giggle from where she stood on the platform with the boys. Corvin snickered.
"It does seem to be a recurring theme, doesn't it?" Miko nodded at her joke as she snickered. Agent Fowler continued.
"They tried to smash and grab for the D.N.G.S." His image was static in the screen.
"The what now?" Arcee asked.
"Dynamic Nuclear Generation System, Aka: the D.N.G.S." His image was replaced by that of a metal looking box tied down by bungee cords and cloth straps. "It's a prototype energy source I'm porting to the coast for testing."
"That's absurd, why would Starscream bother with such primitive technology?" Ratchet jabbed (and insulted). Agent fowler took it in stride.
"I'm guessing to make a big-fat primitive weapon of mass destruction!" Whoo! You go, Fowler! Put that old grumpy ass in his place! "It this baby were to melt down, it would eradiate this state and the four next door." There was a nervous sound coming from the human platform, Corvin looked over to investigate.
"Did Agent Fowler say which state he was currently in?" Raf questioned with a waver in his voice. Ohh, the poor darling. Corvin withheld herself from scooping him up and cuddling him until his eyes bugged out.
"I'm a sitting duck here, Prime. I need you to spin up your bridge and send the D.N.G.S. to its destination before the Cons come back for it." The poor man sounded desperate.
"I'm afraid that sending such a volatile device through a ground bridge is out of the question." There go Fowler's hopes and dreams. "If there were to be an accident during its transmission, the radiation of which you speak could propagate through the ground bridge vortex and harm all 50 states and beyond." Wouldn't that do something for America? Maybe that Zombie apocalypse will finally happen and people will stop bitchin. Corvin shook her mind out of the more morbid thoughts and tuned back into the conversation.
"You got any better ideas?" Fowler asked with an almost defeated face.
OoOoOoOoOoO
It wasn't even an hour later that Optimus and the others were grooving and moving down the road, the D.N.G.S. and Arcee safely nestled into Optimus' trailer… that seemed to come out of nowhere. The preparation was rather simple, too (AN: DAMNED FLY!) Get the D.N.G.S. , get Fowler (and his plane), and hit the road. Corvin and Vela were not going; both were grumpy about it, but understood.
"What would the humans thing if they saw this giant-ass metal woman barreling its way down the road behind a convoy of sports vehicles and a semi? " Corvin had further explained, much to Miko's amusement. The bots had gotten ready while Optimus had waited by the bridge next to where Corvin stood. It was as Ratchet started up the bridge that Corvin said something.
"Watch out for any trees Optimus," she off-handedly advised with her arms crossed. If she had been looking at him she would have seen the Primes apprehensive look. It was only a minute later that they had left.
"We are locked onto your coordinates, Optimus. Barring any complications you should reach the drop-off point by sundown." Ratchet informed Optimus through the Comm. Corvin got bored two hours in when nothing happened, and opted for reading more on her data pad.
'Triple changers can have three forms-' This was all stuff she knew already, but it was good to know that fanfiction was right in some ways. Not the triple changer thing, because that was proven in Transformers: Animated and a few of the comics.
There was some light one-sided bantering between Optimus and Fowler, mainly Fowler attempting to prod at Optimus' buttons, and failing… miserably. Things got interesting when the cars and helicopter showed up, but Corvin was too engrossed in learning about transformation add-ons to notice. M.E.C.H. had already identified themselves and the Decepticons showed up when she noticed the change.
"Optimus, you have company." Ratchet informed. There were six Decepticon signals on the screen as Corvin stood from her seated position by the wall and walked to stand behind Ratchet. The bots had transformed after the Decepticons landed in front of them. The bots teetered on the edge of a cliff and were cautious as they engaged the six Decepticon drones. The four easily held their own against the drones, the drones' simple processors no match for the war molded Autobots. It was when Silas, M.E.C.H.'s commanding officer, found out that the D.N.G.S. was in the train that it all went south faster than a bird late for winter.
Optimus had gotten distracted by Fowler and was hit in the face with a log.
Oooooo she told him! It was kind of amusing in a 'told you so' kind of way, but since it was Optimus eh, kind of soured the funnies.
She watched as Optimus's health bar… thing dipped a bit lower, showing his state of injury. It was still in the blue zone, which was good.
"Optimus is down!" Miko enlightened with worry.
"And M.E.C.H.'s gonna grab the D.N.G.S.! We need to think of something quick." Jack exclaimed urgently.
"You mean… Like a phase three?" Raf put out hesitantly. Corvin moved up and stood right next to Ratchet, peering at the screen. Jack mumbled to himself for a moment before speaking.
"Okay, if M.E.C.H wants the D.N.G.S, they have to get on that train."
"What if we get onboard first? Ya know, run some human-on-human interference?" Miko inserted with an excited gleam in her eyes.
"Ab-so-lutely NOT!" Ratchet cut off Miko's hopes.
"Yeah, that would be suicide." Jack said, backed by Ratchet's statements. Miko was not deferred.
"Hello?! United states of Meltdown! Lives are at stake."
"Yes! Yours!" Ratchet butted in again. "You want me not only to bridge you into a confined space, but one traveling at 90 miles per hour?! I can't even count the number of ways that could go wrong: mass displacement, trauma, twisted limbs, metal burn!" The kids gave him a look. "Well… maybe not the last one. Regardless, it is nearly impossible to fix ground bridge coordinates on something moving at that speed!" Corvin never interjected, knowing that the kids would win the argument.
"Would it help… If we had access to the trains coordinates?" Raf asked, there was a few beeps on the monitor.
"Well…" Yeah, the kids won. Miko and Jack were then bridged onto the train as Ratchet monitored. The kids worked their magic and Ratchet complained about human tech when Raf got hit with a de-hacker bug that made his computer glitch. Corvin watched Optimus' vitals… wasn't he supposed to be awake by now?
"Ratchet, something is wrong." She stared at the little blue bar under Optimus' picture. "He's supposed to be awake by now." Ratchet gave her a sceptical look and typed a few things into the monitor.
"He's still unconscious."
"He needs to get up now!" Corvin's thoughts scrambled a bit, Optimus was the reason that M.E.C.H. retreated. What would happen if he didn't awake? "Ratchet, can you bridge me to him? Maybe I can wake him up." Ratchet didn't say anything, he just opened the bridge and she ran through.
It seemed like her whole body was vibrating as her vision swirled with the vortex. Blue and green turned rocky and brown as she exited the bridge. With a quick glance around she spotted the heap of Prime on a ledge across from her. Activating her thrusters, she shakily propelled herself to the other side and to the unconscious bot. She landed heavily next to him, rocks crumbling from where she had touched down. Corvin fell to her knees, reaching and shaking the red mech.
"Optimus, Optimus get up!" She shook harder, earning a groan as the mech shifted. Glancing over her shoulder she spotted the train rounding the corner and out of their sights. They would never make it… "Optimus Prime! If you don't get up I'm gonna have Ratchet weald your cod-piece shut!" She didn't actually mean it, it kind of slipped out (holy shit she hoped he wouldn't remember or comment on it), but it did its job. Optimus' beautiful blue optics shot open and gazed blearily around him before gaining focus. He looked at her.
"Corvin?"
"Yeah, get up; we have a train to catch." This earned a nod from him as he stood.
"We will never make it in time; there must be another way to stop M.E.C.H. from gaining the device." Optimus stated after seeing that the train was long out of his sights.
Corvin had an idea, a stupid stupid idea. But it just might work.
"I'll fly you." She suggested. Optimus looked at her.
"You do not know how to fly."
"I know enough. We are out of options, Optimus. Besides, I'm almost as big as you, shouldn't be too much of a strain." Optimus could see no other option.
"…Alright. But if it's too much you will tell me right away."
"Yes, Sireee." Corvin moved to stand behind him before wrapping her arms around his torso.
Control, Corvin, control. No fanning like a crazy person, even if he smells like perfection dipped in masculinity and Oh My God-Corvin had to use every ounce of strength not to just grope Optimus right then and there, but his beautiful ass was being pushed into her front and she could feel his whole body being pressed into her like it was made to be there. At least that's what she thought. Control yourself! But he's so damned perfect and sexy and ahhhhhh I'm such a pervert.
Corvin ignited her thrusters, pushing both her and Optimus off of the ground. The mech reached around and wrapped his arms behind them to hold on, carefully avoiding her wings, which directed them towards the train. He kept his legs straight as they flew horizontally towards the train.
Optimus was warm, oh so warm, and did she mention that he smelled amazing? Well she'll mention it now, he smelled great. One of the ways into her spark was through her nose… olfactory sensors. And Optimus was in the lead. Damn, she could get high just smelling him, if Cybertronians could get high that is. Shit she sounded like a creep.
The train was now in sight and Optimus adjusted his position as the helicopter flew away from the hole that they had created. They had won, and the humans had called a retreat. But M.E.C.H. was full of ass-holes and their leader was a sore loser. So the swarmy-ass bitch blew the tracks.
::Optimus, Jack and Miko are on that train and M.E.C.H. has blown the tracks.:: Ratchet informed through the comm.
"We are on our way!" He replied. Corvin pushed fuel into her thrusters, boosting them forward faster than before. She moved in low as they came to the train, pulling up beside it with a surprising amount of control. She smiled at Miko and Jack as they flew past the car they were in. She moved to the top to the train.
"Corvin! Drop me next to the front!" Optimus yelled over the sound of the train. Corvin moved forward, her arms straining around the larger mech's torso. Optimus was one hefty bot. She dropped him on his peds and he ran. Optimus caught ahold of the front, digging his peds into the ground to stop it. Corvin knew that Optimus had it covered, but a little help never hurt right? So Corvin hopped next to Optimus herself, digging her own peds into the ground as she pushed on the locomotive. The metal dented under their servos, the wheels made loud screeches as the train slowed. They both released loud groans from the strain as they pushed.
The train stopped, a bit farther away from where it would have been if Optimus had gone alone. They stood, Optimus nodding to her once in thanks and she smiled back. The sound of a chopper caught their attention and they both looked up to see Silas fly away. But not before a strange buzz went through their bodies. Ratchet's voice cut through to them.
"Optimus are you both and the children… intact?" the medic was worried about her, awwwww. The kids were chitterling in relief and happiness.
"Intact Ratchet, crisis averted. But the world we live in is different than previously imagined. One that has spawned its own Decepticons, in human skin." So dramatic, but he wouldn't be him without a bit of that, hm? Corvin walked up next to Optimus as he retracted his mask and looked at her.
"Thank you for your assistance, Corvin. You were very brave." He praised her, and she couldn't help but bask in it.
"Thanks, Optimus. Though I'm pretty sure I wouldn't have been if you weren't there." She grinned up at him before putting on a disapproving and irritated face, which Optimus looked confused about. She punched him lightly in the arm, making him raise an optical brow.
"What did I say about avoiding trees?" She scolded. Optimus' confused face faded away to be replaced by a gentle smile. Amusement twinkled in his blue optics.
"My apologies for not heeding your warning," He replied back
"Yeah, maybe you should next time." She grinned up at him with humor.
"I shall."
"Good" She chuckled as a ground bridge popped up. Corvin lifted Miko and Jack into her servos as the four headed back to base.
AN: HAHAHA! THAT DAMNED FLY IS DEAD! Review peeps! Because I think I'm going to start replying to comments and questions at the bottom of my chapters. Soooooo tell me what ya'll think or if you have questions, because I love reviews and they make me happy~
Stay tuned, because I got some amazing things planned for this story!
Till all are one!~
(AN #2 THIS HAS BEEN EDITED! im so so sorry to those who had to read the horrid before-edit part. just re-reading it.. *dry heaves* dear lord what what i going for... still going to be edited again in the near future, i just skipped to this chapter because it was killing me on the inside)
