Woo! Been wanting to post this chapter for ages! Finally got around to finishing chapter eleven. Not much to say other than that I hope you all enjoy this latest chapter. Uni's been really busy recently, but I'm managing. So again, hope you all have fun!
Chapter 8
When Kia had announced that they would 'begin', Optimus had honestly expected an explanation, his mechs too, what that explanation was, he had no honest comprehension of, still reeling from the fact alone that Megatron himself was dangerously close to achieving his goal of obtaining the Allspark, frozen in Stasis or not.
Let alone everything else which had transpired in not even a full joor.
What they got for their expectations however, was not an explanation, instead, it was the avian femme turning their back strut to them and walking over to yet another hanger like door.
Jazz had been the first to follow, and promptly had the door slam in front of him.
"Urr… am ah missin' somethin' abou' Earth's Culture or somethin'?" The mech remarked, turning back to face the rest of the Unit and his Prime with servos on his hipplates.
Before any of them could reply, a voice from the raised area clearly designed for the natives of this planet, answered him. "Depends, how much do you know about the Tango?" The accented voice was undeniably that of Kia, their helms and upper chassis all turning sharply to regard the human standing there as they threw their 'hair' back and gave a slight shake of their hips, as if to taunt the mechs as they stood there.
"What? You thought I was going to talk down here? Bah! This is where we store our frames! Not live! Now then, I'm going up to our apartment on the top floor, the elevator over here leads directly to it, you all have holoforms in the pack the twins gave you, so you better learn to use them, here, bipedal forms are a no go, we don't fit simply put, and the employees are skittish enough around us knowing that we're aliens, having human 'forms' helps ease them a bit." They listed off, gesturing to their form before turning on the heel of their leather sandal covered foot and walking to the aforementioned elevator, the double doors opening wide for the femme before closing behind her, followed by the quiet sound of the elevator heading upwards.
Another silence followed as all attention turned to the Prime.
"Store their frames? Prime these femmes, whatever they are, there is a major malfunction going on in all of them." Ironhide grumbled, glaring at the door that the holoform had left through.
Before any of them had time to react, the hanger door that Ira had passed through slammed back open as the femme came storming out, a livid twitching snarl etched over what was visible of their pale white faceplates as they stormed right up to the far taller mech, their armour rattling as they came to a stop before the weapons specialist and pulled their left wing back behind them.
In the time it took an optic shutter to close and open again, said wing strut had collided with the Weapons specialists faceplates in an echoing clang, wrenching his helm to the side from the harsh impact that left the side of his faceplates dented in, leaving whatever he'd gone to say to the femme to fall silent before it was ever heard.
Ira was in no way done, taking in one long vent as if to calm herself, then, with one of the spindly arms which was now attached to her chassis, pulled her visor clean off to reveal optics that burned with a rage as potent as the look that Megatron regarded his arch rival with whenever they met upon the battlefield.
That was when her optics actually registered in their processors.
When they realised that it was not their own tiredness getting the better of them when the blue, green, orange and red, actually shifted, warped and twisted behind the glass of the femme's optics like a pool of heated oil.
That was all they had time to take in before said femme decided it was time to explode.
"MAJOR FUCKIN' MALFUNCTIONS?! YAH STUPID SON OF AH HALF COOKED COCKEREL! DO YAH HAVE ANY FUCKIN' IDEA HOW MANY TIMES AH HAD TAH BEND MY ASS OVER BACKWARDS TAH WORK OU' HOW TAH DESIGN HOLOFORMS FOR YOU THAT WOULD AUTOMATICALLY ADJUST TO WHATEVER ALT MODE AND COLOURATION YOU STUPID SONS AH BITCHES TOOK?! YOU GOT ANY FUCKING CLUE IN THA' MICROSCOPIC GUN FETISHED HELM OF YOURS HOW MUCH WE'VE DONE TO MAKE SURE THA HUMANS DIDN' FIND OU' ABOU' YAH ARRIVAL!? AH HAD TAH FEND OFF OVER FOUR. HUNDRED. HUMAN TEAMS AH SCIENTISTS AND ANALYSTS, TRYING TAH GE' BACK IN CONTROL OF THA RADAR AND TELESCOPES THA' WOULD AH PICKED YOUR SORRY ASSES UP WITHOU' MEH DIVERTING EACH AND EVERY ONE AH THEIR FOCUSES UNTIL YAH LANDED?! ALL WITHOU' THEM FINDING OUT WHO AH WAS?! OOOOOH BUT THAT'S NOT EVEN THE KICKER! BEFORE THAT I HAD TO SPEND THREE SOLID HOURS CLINGING TO THE UNDERSIDE OF AIR FORCE FUCKING ONE AT THIRTY THOUSAND FEET IN THE AIR! THA'S FUCKIN' FREEZIN'! JUST TO MAKE SURE THA' THA DECEPTICON FRENZY DIDN' GE' AHOLD OF THA ALLSPARKS LOCATION FROM THA POTUS MAINFRAME SO THA' AH COULD BUY YAH SORRY ASSES THA TIME TAH GE' HERE AND WORK THIS SHIT OU' WITHOU' CAUSING A MASSIVE DISASTER! 'CAUSE LE' MEH FUCKIN' TELL YAH BOLLIXES SOMETHIN'! THA HUMAN RACE AIN' FUCKIN' READY FOR YAH AND OUR KIND, YEAH, YOU'RE KIND, AND OUR KIND! WE AIN' CYBERTRONIANS YAH TWATS! WE ARE THA UNFORTUNATE VICTIMS OF AH SPACE TIME ANOMALY WHICH TURNED US INTA THESE FREAKS OF FUCKIN' NATURE THANK YOU VERY MUCH! SO TAKE THA' 'MAJOR MALFUNCTION' LI'L COMMENT AN' SHOVE IT AS FAR UP THA' ASS AH YOURS UNTIL IT'S FUCKIN' SPOUTING OU' OF YAH OPTICS! WE DIDN' ASK FAH THIS! WE DIDN' ASK FOR YAH TAH COME SAILING INTA THE WORLD WE'VE MADE OUR SAFE HEAVEN ON! AND BY EVERY DEMON IN HELL WE DIDN' ASK TAH BE MOCKED BEHIN' OUR BACKS AND REGARDE' AS NOTHIN' MORE THAN FREAKS! YOU GOBSHITE!"
With each outraged shout the smallest femme shoved at the mech with surprising force with the final parts of their wing joints, akin to that of a Praying Mantis as she drove home every point.
The final insult however, was accentuated by another hard slap across the faceplates from the other wing and the femme turning on her talons with an Avian screech and stormed off towards a large red button on one of the pillars that held up the high ceiling.
"God fuckin' damn it ah need tah sink mah beak inta something before ah kill one of yah." She hissed as she shot a livid glare over her shoulder at them, her optics primarily red with tinges of blue, green and orange trying to flicker across the edges.
The button cracked under the force in which it was hit.
Almost immediately a horn sounded from somewhere above as a door in the ceiling opened up a small way away from the pillar.
Not a moment later, something fell through, hitting a hollow in the concrete floor with a sickening organic thump and a wave of what looked like skinned legs.
Then the femme was transforming, reforming into an avian creature that's helm reached just above Jazz's abdominal plating. But those moments of transformation became locked in all their processors, it wasn't the mechanical, if at times jerky movements of their platings as they transformed, this, what they witness was seamless, flowing like high quality oil, plating and components sliding together and reforming with barely a sound or jerk, if anything, the femme was showing off, their wings flourishing out as hordes of larger feathers appeared from tucked within seemingly their protoform, unfolding out and covering the femmes entire frame instead of what was visible peeking out from under her armour in her bipedal form.
She shot them one last livid look over their feathered covered shoulder plating before walking over to the carcass which had been dropped, beak lunging down and slicing a chunk of flesh and bone clean off the corpse.
All the Autobots could do was watch on in stunned horror as the entire dead, whatever it was, was devoured, bones and hooves included.
When all that was left was a fresh splatter in the blood caked hollow, the femme rose again back into her bipedal form and stormed back to the hanger door they had come from, before closing it this time however, she looked back.
"Ah ever hear you callin' us malfunctions again, an' yah gonna wish tha Unmaker himself ate you and yah dead planet whole, yeah, we know abou' Cybertron, I've hacked enough Con cannels tah know what kinda shit you all did tah yah own home, you do tha same here, and we're gonna have all yah heads."
With that, she slammed the hanger door shut.
Ironhide scowled as he rubbed at his dented faceplates. "Small fry has a swing." He muttered.
Optimus regarded his weapons specialist from behind. "Perhaps you will think twice on insulting our hosts again… though I am curious of what she meant by 'space time anomaly'." He remarked, turning his gaze to Bumblebee, who responded with just a shrug.
"Hmm. Optimus I believe it would be best if I remain here and see if I can do any more for the damaged ones pede… the sooner we are complete in this exchange I believe the better for both our parties, they are clearly strained by our presence here." Ratchet announced, regarding the door Kia had lead the twins through. "I also wish to see what I can garner about their 'condition'."
Optimus nodded. "Very well Ratchet. Bumblebee, Jazz, Ironhide, vehicle mode. I believe it best if we try not to delay this any more either." He ordered, shifting down into the Peterbilt he had chosen as his alt mode.
His mechs were quick to follow his lead barring Ratchet who was already making his way towards the door the twins were beyond.
Once the holoform programs had come fully online, they turned their attention on the elevator that Kia had used, the threshold decorated with what looked like silver ivy.
Without another word, they slowly made their way over, far more cautious now of their hosts as they arrived at the elevator and Optimus pressed the button to call the elevator back down.
Almost immediately the doors slid open, revealing a surprisingly large floor space and gilded selection of buttons to press for the individual levels of the building above.
The highest one, labeled simply 'roost' was the one he then pressed.
A cheery chime answered the press, and the mechanical box shot upwards.
They didn't even have to wait more than a few seconds before they reached the top floor and the doors slid open with another cheery chime coming from the speakers hidden somewhere out of sight.
A little bit thrown off balance by the acceleration of the elevator, the four holoforms stepped out into a far smaller, but far more luxurious corridor than the underground chamber they had only just been in.
In the middle of said corridor stood Kia, their expression marred by a raised eyebrow and half pout, arms folded across her chest and hip jutted to the side.
"Wow, you have... no tact, I was gone what? Twenty seconds? And you manage to piss of Ira to the point of a physical confrontation? Just… wow… The only person who's been able to do that before was my brother, and he was a fucking Asshole." She paused then, shooting an exceptionally pointed glare at the weapons specialist before the holoform rolled it's eyes and gestured for them to follow. "No use crying over spilled blood, now be quiet, Mikaela's sleeping in the living room." She announced quietly, turning on the heel of rouge fluffy slippers she was wearing, having apparently changed a part of her attire.
Bumblebee was the first to move, side stepping around the rest of the group and quickly moving to follow on Kia's heels, blonde and blackette head swaying from side to side to take in the gleaming walls and lush checkered carpet.
Without many options to the contrary, the rest of the mechs holoforms followed soon after, taking in the penthouse themselves.
"Since Arien bought the Hotel, the top three floors have been renovated completely to house our needs, as well as the old underground car park being repurposed into our frame storage. The boardroom is just beyond our rooms and used to be the living room, the current living room was two of the old bedrooms." Kia announced as she stepped into the wide open plan kitchen, dining area and living room.
The Autobots gave the luxury apartment a cursory and cautious look, Jazz letting off a low whistle at the site of multiple crystal chandeliers hanging from the high ceilings.
"You femmes certainly know how to live the good life." He commented.
Kia gave him what could only be called a half smug, half proud look. "Well of course, we accept nothing but the best." She remarked, but kept on her way.
As they passed the living room area, the mass that was Mikaela's blanket covered form shifted, her head appearing into view as she rubbed her eyes. "Huh? What's… what's goin' on?" She asked, her eyes blearily trying to focus on the group.
Bumblebee quickly diverted his path, moving to crouch in front of the sofa that held the human, giving her a friendly wave to get her attention.
"Bumblebee? You're… ok?" The human murmured.
The holoform nodded his head, before gesturing to her.
"Oh? Yeah… I just got… really tired… Winston brought me up here… how… what's been happening… god it's too late for this…" She grumbled, breaking out into a yawn mid speech.
Kia chuckled as she called out. "It's two in the morning chica, go back to sleep, you'll be taken to the airport at eleven to get you safely back to California, unless you want to stay a bit longer?"
Mikaela snorted. "And miss all the giant robot aliens? No thank you! I'll just tell my dad I'm staying over, he'll be cool with it." She responded, before dropping her head back down to the pillow and almost immediately falling back to sleep.
There was a moment of silence before Kia's gaze shifted to Bumblebee. "You can stay here and watch over her if you want, you are her guardian if my assumption is correct?"
Bumblebee's bright blue eyes widened slightly in surprise before he nodded, shifting out of his crouch and into sitting cross legged with his back resting on the plush leather sofa, his gaze going from the strange femme's holoform to the bright city below that illuminated the sky with it's bright neon and flashing lights.
Nodding at the scene before her, Kia turned again and continued to lead the rest of the Autobots to the large wooden double doors at the end of a corridor which bore the doors that seemed to lead to each of the femmes personal rooms.
Kia didn't even hesitate to push the doors open, revealing a long dark wood table with eight leather padded wooden chairs surrounding, one at each head and six running along the sides.
"Gentlemen, please, take a seat." Kia called, moving towards the end of the table which was backed by another floor to ceiling window of the Vegas city skyline and night sky above.
With that, she took her seat on the far right of the table, leaving the chair which sat at the head of the table empty.
The three holoforms left, Optimus, Ironhide and Jazz, all moved to take the seats at the closer end of the table, Optimus taking the one at the other head of the table, with Jazz and Ironhide flanking him.
Jazz huffed. "So, which one of you calls the shots if it ain't you?"
The look that Kia sent him could have melted steel.
"You seem to have made another foolish assumption. Of how we operate, we are not soldiers, Lieutenant, we are Business women, we are equals and we work together in collaboration to squeeze the most profit possible out of our customer bases, not that an alien soldier would understand the fine arts that we must craft every day to maintain our individual empires." Kia replied, curling the large lock of dark brown silky hair that hung over her left shoulder with her fist.
The bite of her tone quickly had Jazz leaning back into the seat he was in as much as it would give.
Optimus, clearly sensing the building aggression, imitated a human gesture he had noticed on his search of the World Wide Web, and cleared his holoforms throat.
Thankfully it did the trick and immediately drew Kia's gaze, though it was slightly disturbing with the level of absolute focus those golden hazel eyes bore.
"I would like to apologise for the actions and declarations of my soldiers, we are all currently in quite the unknown situation."
Kia went to respond but the double doors behind the Prime sliding closed drew her gaze a moment later, along with a small smirk forming on her lips.
Before any of them could so much as enquire as to the sudden change in expression, pale arms had slipped around the Primes shoulders, draping over his chest as a pair of lips pecked him on the cheek, a head of white and grey hair dropping to nuzzle his shoulder.
The holoform froze in place as a low almost purr like sound came from the woman who'd just appeared.
"Naww~ We forgive you. We know this has been hard~ We're just worried that you bringing your war here will put us in jeopardy." Aria's sing-song voice was the one that answered as she pulled her head away, her right arm lifting up to catch the Prime's chin with two fingers, raising and tilting his head to the side to lock gazes with the sleepy eyes and pouty lips of the white themed holoform.
The jaw of the Primes holoform would of dropped had it not been for the two fingers holding it in place.
Though that didn't stop a faint colour change in the holoforms cheeks, leading to the light and airy giggle that left the female holoform as she pulled her fingers away, turning and practically sashaying down to the other end of the table, where she dropped into the chair at the head of the table with a sigh, head coming to rest in her palm which was propped up by her elbow on the arm of the chest, her gaze turned to Kia. "That medic went and woke us up, I didn't want to deal with him and sis screaming at eachother, so I came here to join you, after I realised that sis wasn't appreciating my attempts to calm them both down…" She explained before letting off a dramatic yawn and flutter of her eyelashes.
Kia snorted. "You just came up here to flirt, knowing Wren can't keep you in check."
Aria pouted. "Aww! Kia! Stop reading me like an open book! That's Wren's job!" She whined before turning her gaze back to the Autobots, after flicking Kia's fringe with the ends of her fingers that is. "Soooooo~ We made any progress yet? Or do I have to jumpstart this morgue of a conversation?" She remarked in a playful tone, her shoulders swaying from side to side akin to a feline about to pounce on some hapless prey.
After a moment, the Prime's holoform nodded in agreement. "Best not to have any more time wasted."
The two femme holoforms nodded, as Aria pressed something hidden to them in the divot of the table in front of her seat.
"Alright, over the last few years, we've managed tooooooh… acquire, shall we say, the complete layout of the Hoover dam, where the Allspark is being kept." She announced her tone, mannerisms, practically everything about her shifted, gone was the cheerful flirt that had joined them, replaced by a calculative gaze and strict posture, all as a 3D projection of the massive underground structure appeared over the table between the two groups.
Ironhide raised one of his holoforms eyebrow. "And how, precisely, did you manage that?" He enquired, his voice trying to hide the growl in his tone.
Aria snorted. "That's, a trade secret, you just need to know that we have these specs and nothing more, you can hardly be successful in our line of work by yammin' yah gob all the time." She remarked back, before pressing something else that caused three spots on different parts of the dam to light up, one at the top, one over the reservoir, and one in the hill alongside it. "Alright, there's three entrances to getting into this place, two of which are heavily guarded, the main entrance that's big enough for you to get your massive afts through is at the bottom hidden amoung the generators, there's a human sized opening over the reservoir, which leads to a lift that goes down through the main tower, and finally, a broken air vent cover in the mountain side, that's how we got Keeley's holoform in so that she could get us an internal map, if you really wanted to know."
"Keeley?" Optimus asked.
"Ira's Companion minicon." Kia responded, not taking her gaze off the map.
"Of course it would be that one's pet." Ironhide grumbled.
"Yah mean one of the psycho things that tried to grab me?" Jazz exclaimed. "They were yours!?"
Aria gave the smallest mechs holoform a curt nod. "Yeah, sorry about that, they can be a bit mischievous, Hera's mine and Wrens, she's the biggest, and Kia's got Nibbler… He's probably the one that bit you, he has a habit of trying to get anything he sees in his mouth, like Kia's hand when she's not being careful!" Aria explained, practically grinning like a cat that killed a canary by the end, giggling to with every word she spoke.
She got a pointed look from her companion for that one.
"Anyway, the point is, there's only three entrances, two of which are heavily guarded, and the last can fit at most a small dog into." Arien remarked, before turning her gaze to the three Autobots expectantly.
Optimus' holoform leaned forwards to further examine the model. "Then the only way in would be through the lower entrance?"
Aria and Kia nodded, before Aria added. "But your forms are too big for the tunnels between the chambers, unless you're happy with crawling Prime. Non pas que je dérange la vue." She remarked, her language suddenly shifting to a completely separate one, earning an amused yet incredulous look from Kia, as the layout shifted to highlight the narrow tunnels in red, revealing the network below the dam.
Optimus' holoform raised its gaze to send them an enquiring look, but it was Ironhide who spoke. "You're leading up to something here femme."
"Of course I am, we have allies willing to help you get access to the Cube. We were just waiting to bring up that little fact." Aria responded, pressing something else as a cluster of human profiles appeared over the model.
After a cursory glance over the faces, the three Autobots turned their gazes back to Aria and Kia, Jazz being the one to speak first. "So, if we say yes, those humans are gonna go in through tha elevator?"
"Theoretically, yes, all of them already have positions working for us, as undercover operatives within Sector Seven, amoung other branches of the Government, but mainly the one holding the Allspark and Primes' old sparring buddy. Pour l'instant. "
Ironhide leant forwards. "You've known we were coming for a long time, explain yourselves, or I drop this holoform and use my cannons to talk for me, 'cause I've got a nasty feeling you freaks are nothin' more than con scum diverting our path just so you cons can get ahold of the cube!"
Another silence fell as Optimus sent his weapons specialist an unimpressed look.
The two femmes holoforms didn't even bat an eyelash as Aria dropped her chin back into her palm.
"Care to elaborate why you think we work for those threats to our very livelihood?"
Ironhide scowled. "You want to rule this planet."
The response came only a moment later as Aria let off what could only be called a bark of a laugh, banging her fist thumb down into the table a few times as she shook her head from side to side, Kia too laughed, but it was more of a singular snicker she kept to herself.
"Doesn't every human worth their salt!? Ha! Besides, we're more than on our way to that goal even without those barbaric fools!" Aria shot back wide grin not leaving her face as she wafted her hand at them. "Me and Wren have been set for world domination since we were born . Same with Kia, and Ira if you stretch it."
"What?" Was Ironhide's oh so greatly calculated response.
"Moving on~" Aria shot right back playfully in a song like tone, her name was starting to make more sense, it sounded like a chorus of bells, each word ending with a slight reverberation, waving off the conversation and pulling the Prime back out of his thoughts, Aria turned her attention back to the holographic screen.
"Our operatives are led by Winston, real nice guy, massive softie, but you didn't hear that from me. Anyway, he and his team will set up an emergency that calls for the evacuation of the dam, that should give you a big enough window to enter, a dam structural failure if you want me to be precise, the humans will all evacuate upstream, and you'll be able to slip inside whilst Ira temporarily takes all of the dams non essential systems offline, so security feeds, electrical locks on the doors, that kind of stuff, but old Megzy's gonna be kept on Ice so if you really wanted to, you could, you know, just cut his head clean off~. Or something along those lines. Would literally remove the head of your whole war issue. Though from what we've been able to intercept from the one called Star...scream? In his radio chatter, he's more than happy to take over fully with their boss being a no-show." Aria explained, giving a nonplussed shrug of her shoulders.
Optimus leant forwards, watching the hologram as red, blue and yellow lines all moved through the dam's layout. "What is the third group? Going through the vent?"
"That's gonna be Keeley, she's Ira's link to the dams system, it's completely isolated, and Keeley can get in, connect, and Ira can work from here through her, her getting in and connecting to the systems first is key to this being a clean in and out." Kia responded.
The Prime nodded. "If all goes to plan. I want an explanation from you, a real one. Who are you, what are you, where are you from. How you know the things you know. Am I undertsood?"
The two exchanged looks, before they nodded, each stepping away from the table and walking up to the Prime, each offering a hand to shake, Aria's left, Kia's right.
"You'll have to make this same deal with Wren and Ira in the morning. Though they will likely be in far less agreeable moods. This is so that we do not say anything they do not want you to know, understood?" Kia responded.
He looked between them, and took each of their hands to shake.
Aria smirked. "We are ladies of our word, with the deal made, we bid you all, a good night, there are rooms for your holoforms if you wish to sleep in luxury as we do. But we understand if you do not wish to take that hospitality, the same to your scout and your medic, the later is likely going to especially need it after dealing with my twin…. This whole time she's been quite… ratty shall we say?" The smirk shifted to a small smile before they let go a brushed passed, patting Optimus' holoform on the shoulder before she walked out of the room.
The sound of a door then opening and closing reached them before he could so much as turn to see which door they had left through.
Turning his attention to Kia, who'd pulled her own hand away during his moment of distraction, he found her too already walking out of sight.
Another door opened and closed, and the hologram of the dam shut off.
Taking a moment to let his holoform go through the surprisingly realistic motion of letting out a sigh, he regarded his two mechs.
Ironhide was scowling, Jazz honestly looked more intrigued at the situation than he'd expected.
"Prime, this is a bad idea." Ironhide growled out.
"Mech, it's the only one we've got. On an normal cycle ah bet they're all real sweetsparks, we just put them in ah bad position. An' they promised tah explain when all this scraps blown ova. So relax mah mech." Was Jazz's response. "What say you Optimus?"
The Prime sat there for a good while, resting his jaw in the bridge between thumb and forefinger for a few moments, mulling over everything he now knew, the questions he held that had yet to be answered, the plan, and the strange urge to check upon the injured twin, Aria showed no harm or difficulty with her form, and always lead with her left hand, left foot when she was present in her holoform….
The damage was on the right pede, Wren's side of their body he had gathered.
Rising from his seated position he look to his two mechs. "Ironhide, Jazz, we will reconvene the next cycle, per their suggestion, you may retire if you wish, I intend to check on Ratchet and his patient."
Neither of his mechs tried to stop him when he left the room upon his decision.
Though he did pause at the sight of his scout sleeping on the other sofa that lay opposite to the one his charge slept on in the unlit living room, a large blanket covering the majority of the young scout, the human female being equally covered.
It would seem his scout still needed some rest.
Turning his attention back to the elevator at the far end of the corridor, he made his way there, the doors sliding open in front of him before he even pressed the call button.
The doors closed the moment he had gotten out of their way, the elevator already dropping downwards before he could turn.
Pre-programmed he predicted.
He could just turn off the holoform, the thought only then occurring to him.
He decided to go against it, he was already almost there.
The elevator pinged it's destination not a few moments later, the doors sliding open to reveal the large hangar beyond.
As he disabled his holoform and began the transformation process out of his vehicle mode, Optimus regarded his medic, who was seemingly having just finished his check up. "How is Wren old friend?"
Ratchet, to his credit, only sent the Prime a half murderous look. "She is stable, I did what I could to repair their pede with the tools and materials I had and they could provide, it's braced so they're walking should be greatly improved, but that brace will have to remain there for some time to come until the internal systems seal the strut back together, and I've forbidden them from any strenuous activity, if they fly they must land with their left pede first, to take pressure off their right, which seems to be their leading one, hence the continued strain. At present, they are recharging. How went the meeting?" The medic then enquired after his explanation.
Optimus paused for a moment. "It was certainly interesting, and it would seem that we have a plan to execute in the coming cycles to obtain the Allspark with hopefully as few casualties as possible." He remarked. "I merely wished to check on Wren before I recharged." He explained.
Ratchet nodded. "Very well, recharge well Optimus… is there a reason the others have not returned?" Then added, taking note of the fact that Bumblebee, Jazz and Ironhide had not returned with their Prime.
Optimus glanced to the elevator himself. "It would seem they decided to take up the offer of our hosts hospitality, though Ironhide may try to deny it." He answered, glancing at the CMO he decided to elaborate. "They offered us human rooms for our holoforms."
Ratchet's response was to give his Prime a look of absolute disbelief. "After the mess that occurred down here?" He enquired, giving a wide gesture with his servo towards the door that Ira had disappeared behind.
Optimus merely shook his helm.
"It would seem, old friend, they are quite forgiving of Ironhide's transgression for the most part."
Oh Prime doesn't even know the half of it.
Welp, that's all from me, thanks for reading!
Moon
