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Bad Night

August 15, 2016, 12:00 AM

I wake up to a noise, and it takes me a moment to remember what happened the day before. Once I do, I turn to check on the minicon, and find him leaning over the large, mostly empty energon cube, retching and gagging, with little to nothing coming up. "Oh, Little One!" I quickly move to where I can reach him to try and comfort him, only to notice he's crying too. "Oh, Sweetspark…" I reach over to find the wet cloth Drift had given me earlier, only to find it bone dry. I scoff at the inanimate and annoying object before running into the bathroom to get it wet, and fill one of my plastic bathroom cups with some water. It's not coolant, but if it'll work for a car, it'll work for Fixit. I run back to the minicon and sit beside him before hugging him as well as I can from his position. "Easy vents, Little One… It's okay… I'm right here…"

"I couldn't—wake you up…" He gags, and a glowing blue-green mix of energon and coolant dribbles onto his chin. A harsh sob causes his entire frame to shake violently.

"Easy… It's okay… I'm awake now… There's nothing to cry about, Little One…"

"I-I'm exhausted…"

"I know, Sweets… I know…" I rearrange the blankets before grabbing my plush Transformers blanket off the top, then lay it aside for a moment. "It's gonna be all right…" I run a hand over his head, then pick up the wet cloth and clean off his chin, and finally fold it to a clean patch before wiping the dried tears off his faceplates. "How long have you been awake?"

"Ha-half an ho-hour…"

His frame shudders again, as if he's shivering, so I lay the Transformers blanket over his shoulder. "Primus, Little One…" I lay a hand over his forehead. "You're burning up, Fix… I'm going to guess you're dehydrated, too, if you've been purging that long…" He nods. "Not to mention that you're crying, and your cheeks are dry…" I run a hand over his back. "Think you could drink something for me?" He shakes his head. "It's drinking it, or an IV, Sweets. Your body needs it…"

"I-I couldn't even k-keep the co-coolant do-down…"

"Easy… It'll be a little gentler on your tanks than the coolant, and it's only to get you hydrated… We'll worry about fuel and coolant once you're keeping something down…" I sigh softly and put my arms around him, then hold the plastic cup in front of him. "Little sips, okay? Not too much, or it'll come back up again…"

He does as I said, then glances to me. "W-water?"

I nod. "Now, little sips… Don't drink too much right now, Sweetspark…"

He takes a couple more sips before letting me pull the cup away. "C-could you d-dump the c-cube? The smell—"

"Of course, Sweets…" I run my hand over his head before heading into the bathroom to dump the cube. Once I have it dumped out, and rinsed, I flush the whole mess, then take the cube back out and set it beside my bed. "Now…" I sigh softly and settle back on the bed before pulling the minicon close. "It's gonna be all right… I'm not leaving you, but you need to get some recharge, Sweets…" I glance over to him when I don't get a reply. "Sweets?" I shift slightly, causing him to whimper and stir, and smile when I find him finally recharging soundly. "Thank Primus…" I pull the rest of my blankets around the two of us, and drift off almost sitting up, using the feverish minicon's head as a pillow as he recharges against my shoulder.


6:00 AM

I wake up with my alarm and sigh heavily. I've done this every two hours since I found Fixit dry-heaving and dehydrated at midnight, and I hate the idea of waking the little fellow yet again. "Fix… I need you to wake up, Sweetspark…"

He stirs and groans. "More water?"

I nod. "And maybe we'll try a little energon?"

He nods. "I'm actually hungry…"

I smile and run a hand over his head. "That's a good thing, Little One…" I slip out the energon cube I'd grabbed from outside, and fill another with coolant, but choose to hand Fixit the small cup of water first. I can't help but smile as he drinks from the cup. "You're doing a lot better than you were last night, Sweetspark… I was scared I'd lose you…or you'd lose the sparklings…"

"Wouldn't be the first time…"

I run a hand over the teary minicon's helm lightly. "Easy… It's okay…" I smile down at him. "I'm gonna do my best to make sure that doesn't happen this time, Sweets…" I rub his back gently until he calms down. "Now…" I hand him the coolant first. "Small sips, Sweetspark… It'll help, trust me…"

It takes him about ten minutes to finish the coolant. "C-can I have my energon now?"

"Of course, Sweetspark. Remember, you have to drink it slowly, or it'll definitely come right back up."

"I know…" I hand him the cube and watch carefully for a moment before sighing and returning to my own thing. Fixit sets the cube down and cuddles into my side again, causing me to smile down at him. "You're still tired, aren't you?" He nods. "All right then, come here…"

"Y-you don't have to ho-hold me…"

"I don't have to do anything, Fix…" I pull him close gently and cuddle him. "I want to."


12:00 PM

I groan and sit up, finding the entire team standing in front of us, with everyone but Drift's minies in holoform. "What in the All Spark?" I shake my head. "What is everyone doing in our room?"

Sideswipe crosses his arms. "What's going on with you two?"

Strongarm elbows him. "You've been in here with Fixit since yesterday. We've barely seen you in two days."

I sigh heavily, and glance over to Fixit to find him recharging, and a small amount of energon and coolant in the cube by the bed. "Great…" I turn to the others. "Fixit's sick, all right? Beyond that, it's not something I can tell you all."

"But why are you spending so much time in here with him? I thought—"

I scoff, remembering what lies he'd been telling my soon-to-be symbiote. "Sideswipe, for the love of Primus, stop telling the minicons I hate them. I didn't stand for their rights as a youngling because I hated them, and my dream has been finding Fix ever since I found my family." With Sideswipe looking properly chastised, I turn back to the others and sigh heavily. "I'm staying with him because he's a scared, emotional mess, and he wants me close. He'll be my symbiote in a few months, after all…"

They all start talking at once, waking the miserable little mech curled into me. "Mari…"

I glare at the group. "Everyone out!"

"But—"

"Unless you're my Bumbee or Drift, GET OUT! You woke Fix, and he's really sick right now!" I turn back to the minicon as the holoforms—save my brother's—disappear, not bothering to watch the minicons run out. "Easy, Sweets… I'm right here…"

He groans before jolting up and rushing to the cube. I move as quick as I can to comfort him through yet another round of violent purging, ending up ultimately like the night before, with the little mech dry-heaving.

Bumblebee darts to my side and holds me as I start to cry. "I-I can't k-keep watching h-him l-like th-this, Bumbee! I-I c-can't!"

"Shhhhh… It's okay, Flutterby… You'll both get through this…"

Fixit groans from the cube. "M-Mari…"

I force myself to pull it together and move to my minicon's side. "Easy… I-I'm right here…"

"D-don't…don't cry for me…"

I shake my head. "I-I can't help it, Sweets… I-I love you… Y-you m-mean the w-world to m-me…"

"'M tired…"

I settle back against the bed and let him curl into me. "It'll be all right, Sweets…"

"I need to get back to the team. Will you be okay in here alone?"

"I'll be okay for now." I look up to Bumblebee and nod slightly before turning back to Fixit. "Just get some rest. We'll figure out what to do about this once we've had a little more rest…" I glance up to my still-present brother. "Could you get a cup of water from the bathroom? That's literally all he's been able to keep down since midnight…"

"Of course." He sighs before smiling down at the minicon cuddled into me. "You'll get through this, Fixit. Just don't give up."

"I won't…"

I smile and cuddle the minicon. "That's my strong little Fix…" I sigh softly. "I want you to drink a little before you recharge, okay?" He nods weakly. "Good. I'll be right here, no matter what…"

"Thank you." He yawns before snuggling closer to me. "Bumblebee better get back soon…"

Thankfully, he does, and I quickly take the cup before letting Bumblebee rejoin the rest of the team. After he's gone, I hold the cup out for the minicon. "Remember—"

"Little sips."

"Right…" I run a hand gently over his head before moving to take the cup. "Okay…" I set it on the floor behind the cinder block. "Now, come on…" He cuddles into me and drifts off after a moment, now curled into a red plush blanket I had given him. I wrap the blue plush Transformers blanket around the two of us and start to sing softly to the recharging minicon.