A/N: Here's a little interlude to tide ya'll over 'til chapter 9 is finished. :) I had originally intended for this to be in chapter 8, but it just didn't want to go in there. So, I scribbled this scene up in about 5 minutes while I was waiting for my next class to start, and figured that I'd make this a little gift since ya'll were kind enough to leave 100 reviews.
Oh, and LadyDragon2: LOL, I wondered what you were waiting for. ;p 100 reviews, YAY! --does a little happy dance--
Thanks to everyone who reviewed, and to my beta-reader, VAWitch, for being so awesome. 8D
Oh, yeah, and I don't own Zero Wing or Transformers. Just so you know.
It was midafternoon, and all was quiet in the medbay.
So quiet, in fact, that the bay's sole occupant—usually the terror of injured Autobots everywhere—was curled up in a chair, recharging soundly. A datapad displaying a medical text in Cybertronian lay on his lap where it had fallen from limp fingers; it was a very peaceful scene.
Until Inferno barged in dragging a fretfully babbling Red Alert.
Ratchet started awake so violently that his chair fell over with a crash and, cursing fluently, it took him several moments to disentangle himself.
"His CPU's crashed again, Doc," Inferno grunted, still trying to wrestle the struggling Lamborghini onto a repair table.
"Fragging Primus on a pogo stick!" Ratchet snarled, clambering to his feet and kicking the poor abused chair. "What happened this time?"
Inferno growled over the sound of his friend's yammering that Decepticons were infiltrating the base. "Why don't you log in to your terminal and take a look?"
Ratchet stared at him in confusion for a moment. "What?" he asked.
"Go ahead—I'll keep him occupied for a minute while you check it out."
Bewildered, he walked over to the terminal that sat against the wall of the medbay and gaped at the message displayed when he signed in.
"How are you gentlemen!!
All your base are belong to us.
You are on the way to destruction.
You have no chance to survive make your time.
Ha ha ha ha …"
He resisted the urge to beat his head against the wall and bellowed, "SIDESWIPE!!"