Bang!
With a start, Blackarachnia quickly turns from her exam table to face the entrance of her lab. All four eyes widen at the newly acquired hole, the door that had been there moments ago nowhere to be seen. That is until she slightly turns her head, noticing it several feet into the room. Crumpled, smoking and an additional two new holes in it. Two very familiar melted holes and her eyes narrow as she directs her gaze back to the now open entryway.
"Blitzw-"
A shrill cry instantly cuts her off. All four eyes blink and any anger she feels dissipates as the first thing she sees is a sparkling enter the lab. One held in the stretched out servos of the very mech she suspected to be the cause of her destroyed door. His cannons, the clear cause of the damage, smoke at the tips as they raise back over his shoulders. As they do, his face gives an audible whirl and he steps into the room with a disgruntled grimace.
"Blackarachnia, I need jou to take ze sparkling from me."
"... Please tell me you are joking." Blackarachnia demands after a brief silence, firmly placing a hand on her hip as she stares at the triple changer dully. Or at least two of her eyes do. The other two glue onto the screaming mass that is the squirming sparkling, held as far from the mech as possible.
"Does it look like I'm joking?!" Blitzwing growls, barely holding himself back from yelling. "I've already tried zat. Jokes don't vork on him." He adds rather sadly, pouting for but a second before chuckling madly. "But maybe some knocking vould. I haven't tried zat yet."
"Ugh." The former Autobot groans, removing her hand from her hip to cover half her face. Even after all these stellercycles, and it being her own fault no less, she still had no patience for this freak. "Why do you have the sparkling in the first place?"
"Shockwave gave him to me." He answers, cringing as he returns to his grimace. Whether it's over the memory of what the Decepticon spy did or because the sparkling decided to shriek at that moment is unclear. Either way, Blackarachnia blinks and drags her hand down her face as she focuses solely on him.
"Shockwave gave it to you." She repeats, unsure what sounds more unbelievable. That Shockwave thought it'd be a good idea to hand the sparkling over to Blitzwing of all mechs or that he'd have had it in the first place. Both seem downright incredulous.
"Yes, und now, it is jour turn to vatch him." Blitzwing responds evenly and quickly lurches forwards. Blackarachnia's eyes widen but, due to the exam table being directly behind her, is unable to get out of the way in time. As such, before she can stop it, the still screaming mini bot is thrust into her arms.
"Wa-wait, what do you think you're doing? I can't watch a sparkling! I'm a scientist, not a- a sparksitter!" She cries in panic, looking between the now slightly smug triple changer to the clearly unhappy sparkling. Who, upon seeing who is holding it now, only began to scream even louder. To her credit though, while it may have not be as tight as it could be, much like Blitzwing before her, she quickly grips it regardless.
"Zat is too bad, Blackarachnia. As is ze fact I don't care. Jour bot skills could use some vork anyvays. Vhat better vay to practice zen on ze sparkling? Just don't turn it into von of jour experiments und all should be fine." Blitzwing shrugs flippantly, turning his back on her and making his way out of the lab. Blackarachnia's eyes narrow at the insult and she bares her fangs in a small hiss.
"Blitzwing, you three faced freak, get back here!" She shouts to no avail, only succeeding in making the sparkling wail even louder. Upon reaching the door-less opening, however, Blitzwing stops; placing a hand on the wall and looks over his shoulder with a chuckle.
"Have fun~" He sings and, without another word, happily saunters away. Grinding her denta in frustration, Blackarachnia glares after the retreating mech.
Oh, she'll get him back for this. Mark her words, he'll regret leaving her with this screaming brat. Speaking of which. She looks down, frowning deeply upon gazing at the obviously upset sparkling. Kid sure had a decent voice box, she'll give it that. Kind of gives her an idea for some kind of sonic scream weapon of some kind. Hmm... perhaps this wouldn't be so bad after all.