Updated - 22~07~2020
I know, I know. I said 3 and already has 4 parts. I always start with short ideas and end up with long stories. Have no clue of how do I get myself into this. And I don't know if I should mention this was initially a one shot...
Well, regarding this chapter, curiously happened the contrary. Long story became short. I had to admit it was supposed to be longer, but it will continue in the next chapter due to a good reason. But I won't give it yet! ;)
Till then, Hope you like it. Enjoy!
Bulk-yeah!
Part 3
Agent Fowler looked quite incredulous at the scene before him. He had never seen the 'Bots behaving so... So weirdly, not even Ratchet.
It was just an afternoon like any other, and he was spending some time around the Autobots, from time to time keeping an optic on them. And given the situation, apparently, he had done well, after all there was something going on, but he had no idea what. Since Optimus had left, some kind of operation was set on course.
The 'Bots had been looking around, like spies, from time to time directing him a warning look. They had being small talking, yet again he did not understand a word. They must had been murmuring in cybertronian, and that made him suspect it wasn't anything they should be doing. So, half interested and half amused he leaned on the handrail, observing.
The old medic had being monitoring more regularly the exit at his right than the monitor like he used to do. Bulkhead had being wandering around the ground bridge, lightly nervous. Bumblebee had gone with Smokescreen, hurrying him out of the base, with the excuse of spending some time with the kids. Arcee was posted next to him, controlling absolutely everything, and once in a while giving quiet orders. But the one he didn't trust at all was the former 'Con. He was leaned on the entrance of the hallway leading to the inside hangars, arm crossed and sharp optics locked onto him, when the mech wasn't looking around, of course.
They seemed they had planned it micrometrically, as it looked quite serious, but from his position, it was pretty hilarious. The 'Bots had waited for their leader to cross the bridge and escort the rookie out of the base. As soon as they were gone, they set to work.
The commander gave the signal. Bulkhead, helped by Knockout, pushed a construction container out of nowhere as Ratchet had hurried to open a bridge to another location. They disappeared through and after some minutes, returned, covering the content of the container. Even if they were that big, both cybetronians disappear from view within seconds, carrying their cargo inwards the base. With that, it was Arcee's turn. Ratchet changed the bridge location, and transforming in mid air, the commander disappeared through.
It was a quick incursion, and neither lasted much. She came with no much material, and followed same way her comrades took. Locking gaze shortly with him, Ratchet closed the bridge, like nothing had happened, surveying once more the base entrance, while returning to his duties.
Fowler had no clue of what was going on, nor where did they get the materials from, nor the purpose of said 'special mission'. But, after everything he had seen, he gave a second thought. He just shrugged and sat on the sofa, switching on the tv. He rather not know anything doing with it.