The Diego Diaries Part Seven

by arctapus

This is a continuation of the universe started in Diego Diaries and continued through parts two to six. The premise is a joke that led to world building. This is about family, friendship, overcoming adversity and finding the best parts of yourself. This is an adventure, a trek through the world of Transformers and its a comedy/drama. Everyone is here and if you are, too, then YAY!

135. Chapter 135

The Diego Diaries: Foolin' Around (dd7 135)

=0=Diego

Prime grabbed everyone at some point and dropped them from a height into the waving ocean. The ships around the area loved it. It was like the videos on Youtube where they dropped cars off buildings but only if they were robot shaped. New videos would hit the internet that afternoon to be sure.

Springer came to the surface, then rose up out of the water changing into a helicopter. Moving over to where Drift bobbed, he tilted enough for the big mech to clamber onto his back, then began to give chase.

Prime who saw them coming began to fly evasively like Superman. It was thrilling to the humans watching and highly entertaining to Ratchet and Prowl who bobbed on the ocean.

"Well, look at that," Ratchet said. "Someone is chasing your man."

Prowl snickered. "He is," he said as he unsubbed a gun.

One would never know if he was really going to fire it given that Ratchet rolled over and both sank from sight.

=0=Everywhere watching

"Damn. Look at that," Fulton said as he grinned at the mechs overhead. He was sitting on Smokescreen's chassis with a lot of others including Mick Moran and Glenn Morshower. "How the fuck do they do that and what did we do for fun before they showed up?"

"I don't know but Epps, Graham and Lennox are going to be really pissed that they aren't here," Andrew Settles said to universal agreement.

Mars …

"HURRY UP!" -Epps

"I AM! WAIT FOR ME!" -Graham

"BOTH OF YOU ARE GOING TO BE LEFT BEHIND!" -Lennox

Bum(s) rush to the habitat motor pool to light a candle to The Fortress ...

=0=At the water works

It didn't take forever for Prime to crash into the water with Springer in his grip. He had peeled Drift off earlier by grabbing his ped and yanking hard. They both fell out of the sky and displaced a wave that rose to the knees of the camera crews filming on the highest part of the beachhead. Children floated nearly out to sea before the two Home Guard soldiers caught them. The babies were delighted and so was everyone else.

Prime and Springer came to the surface near Drift, then laughed they loudly at each other like idiots. They began to swim toward the shore past the boats of applauding screaming humans. It didn't take long to reach the beach, walk out of the waves and drop literally hundreds of gallons of water out of their body parts.

"That was low even for you," Springer said with a guffaw. "Next time, you're going down."

"I think we both just did," Prime said with a chuckle. "You are losing a step or two."

"Blame it on Drift," Springer said as a game began to commence in the water of 'kill the ball carrier'. It was the one most appreciated by the humans and as Prime and Springer sat down on the beach to watch, the punters began to get out of the water so they wouldn't be mowed down by the game and its players. It was a rush to get the titanic kids on each other's side. It was a bigger rush to play.

Ratchet walked to the pair, then sat, pulling Robby into his lap. "That was fun. You should never start anything you can't finish."

"Where's the fun in that?" Drift said as he walked from the surf to sit with the big bots.

Prowl followed as the sound of a bridge nearby could be heard. Running out of it were three humans in environmental suits heading for them at top speed.

"Well, look at the little people," Ratchet said with a chuckle. "A day late and a dollar short."

Lennox, Epps and Graham slowed, then stopped before them. Lennox frowned. "We're too late. Right?"

Ratchet grinned then gestured to the radical mayhem going on in the water nearby. "No. Join in at will."

That got all the slag and swearing that it deserved.

=0=Four hours later

They walked toward the Embassy carrying kids, cows and a grudge. No one had won the game but everyone had eaten a few knuckle sandwiches. Epithets were delivered with gusto, home towns were called into question, even battalions made an appearance in the insult fest that marked not only the end of the game but the end of good sportsmanship as they knew it.

Humans rode on hands, followed on the ground or jumped into the ocean which had a new under water landscape from the peds of giants slagging around. It was still in the high eighties, 70%+ humidity and blue skies. It was excellent weather for drowning oneself in the salty blue perfection of the Indian Ocean.

They made it to the tarmac that wound through the jets and bombers that were parked near the Embassy. Ironhide explained the historic significance of the area to the rapt kids who followed them. They disappeared into the embassy for a short stop in a wash rack and the bridge jump home.

=0=Autobot City about a joor later

They walked out of The Fortress about late afternoon. The situation all around was still copacetic so everyone decided to bag the day and head for home. Infants had to be gathered up from their keepers and dinner waited for no mech.

Six big kids hugged their elders, friends and leaders, then hurried down the metro station toward home. Many were the tales to tell their appa and ammas. Watching them go, everyone else broke up and headed out. Springer and Drift would head for their beat shortly after dinner somewhere around town. The twins and Bluestreak would get kids and go home to Tyger Pax. Everyone else headed for home.

Entering their apartment, Ratchet put down the cow and Halo.

Ironhide walked out to gather up the rest from next door as the three big kids headed for their lounge to check the mail and do whatever big kids did before dinner.

Cousin stared at Ratchet from the counter.

"I suppose you want dinner, too?" Ratchet asked as he walked to the monitor to order dinner in a hurry. Frag cooking.

It was a noisy bunch that came through the door and hugged, chatted up and generally made pandemonium happen.

Dog was fed.

Cow was fed.

Cat was fed.

Everyone stared at Ratchet for food.

"What the frag. Ironhide, you get to cook for a while. This is fragged," Ratchet said as he surveyed three big kids, five tiny ones, a Seeker infant and Ironhide.

"Frag that. Did you order?" Ironhide asked as he sat down in his chair.

"Cyanide with a side order of arsenic," Ratchet said.

"Sounds tasty," Ironhide said with a grin. "I, IRONHIDE LOVE MY POISON!"

"Good thing," Ratchet said as he walked toward the berth room down the hallway.

Ironhide watched him go, then grinned. "You said it, sister."

"I HEARD THAT!" Ratchet called from the berth room.

Sunspot laughed. "I saw you on teevee. I wish I was there."

"Next time," Ironhide said. "Maybe a picnic some time." He patted his lap and in no time a cat, a dog, a cow, five little kids and a Seeker infant were sitting on his lap.

Quasar grinned. "Any room for us?" he asked as he walked to the door to open it. Someone was outside.

"I, IRONHIDE DON'T BELIEVE I'D LIVE THROUGH IT!"

Huge laughter greeted that as Quasar and Genesis took the food delivery. Walking to the table, they began to unpack it on the counter while Fireball set the table.

Ratchet walked out, then grinned. "What outstanding boys you are. Of course, consider who your old ma is."

"They take after me," Ironhide said with a grin.

"In your dreams," Ratchet said as he began to get food ready.

It was a hot mess getting everyone to the table and Ironhide out of his chair.

"Frag, that hurt," he said with a grin as he sat.

Dinner and dessert was all Cybertronian, shaped to resemble in some cases human food but the recipes were all bot. They stared at Ratchet.

He stared back. "GRACE!" he called out to great laughter, then everyone began to fill plates. They'd be extra hungry after the morning romp but then Ratchet ordered with that in mind.

"Ada, we need to have another femme and call them that. I like that word, Grace," Hero said with a smile as she helped Halo get organized.

"Out of the mouths of babes," Ironhide said with a grin.

"Frag you," Ratchet said with a smile.

Dinner was a hoot, clean up swiftly made, then everyone ran to their rooms or lounge to play, video chat or do their homework. Sunspot went up to The Residence to play. It got quiet once again.

"That was fun."

"It was," Ironhide said. "I wonder how the humans see it."

"Let's find out," Ratchet said as he turned on the monitor, found the MCA news hour and sat back to listen.

=0=MCA News Hour

"It was an odd speech, I think. Not entirely what I expected," someone was saying.

"Frag you. I worked on that speech for a good five minutes," Ratchet said.

Ironhide snickered.

"I thought it was succinct and to the point. The facts were given to the degree that they were going to be allowed, then he followed up on the relationship. It's hugely important to them and to us so discussing it in personal terms made it clear that they uphold it even with spies among them. Having the young kids there, having one of them speak drives home again that there's more in common between us than not. Ambassador Ratchet is a very smart and tactical representative," someone else said. "I thought it was very efficient and well managed."

"So did I," Ratchet said. "I like that slagger."

Ironhide snickered.

"I think the thing that got to me was that a speech with serious ramifications regarding two murders, spies and other important things was followed up by a beach party," the first said. "I think it was a bit on the callous side that this was so."

"I don't think so, slagger," Ratchet said. "The kids had a good time."

"The speech was intended to be broadcast. The swimming party wasn't. I contacted the Embassy and that was a private swimming party for the children so that they could see and experience an ocean. That wasn't supposed to be broadcast but it was from the news teams on Diego Garcia. I think you're reaching," the host said. "The content of the speech was what I expected, the facts and nothing more."

"Agreed," Ratchet said.

Ironhide grinned.

The panel would discuss the presentation and conclude that the bots had two humans for spying and murder, allegedly, and that the humans here had no extradition treaties with the bots. The only way they would get the two back was if Prime allowed it. The main details were withheld though the relevant governments and the Global N.E.S.T. Alliance was fully apprised of the situation.

What would happen next would follow through the Cybertronian legal system. There would be released information in a couple of days. For now, there was nothing more to say about the situation. It was tied into the terrorist underground raids across Earth earlier and would be part of that situation but all would have to be settled in negotiations and the courts. For now it was what it was.

Ratchet rose, then glanced at Ironhide. "Nighty-night."

Ironhide got up, turned off the monitor, then followed Ratchet in. They straightened up sleeping children, then retired. It had been a long, long orn.

=0=Earth

They dug in deeper and changed everything that was a code or password amongst them, the Family, Resistance and M.E.C.H. They would be on their toes now.

Far away sitting in his own safe spot, Silas worked on his tech. He'd followed the entire thing on television including the playing in Diego. He admired them greatly, the Cybertronians. They were miracles of construction and their tech was as hard a thing to understand and work upon as anything he'd ever had a hand in.

He would keep it up, though. He had grudges to attend to and some of them were even against the Cybertronians.

=0=TBC 11-18-19 11-27-19

NOTES TOMORROW! :D:D:D

ESL

succinct: (sek-sinkt) (especially of something written or spoken) briefly and clearly expressed.