Grimlock
Author's Foreword:
... randomly crawled into my imagination and began screwing around in there. I was very afraid for their well-being, C.M.D. and Kittycon Tracks would have murdered me on the spot if something was to happen to the two kids. However, everything went fine! Actually, better than fine! Rumble and Frenzy crawled out, tired as hell, looking like hell, C.M.D. and their mother were about to beat the ever-slagging slag out of me when they saw what the two were carrying. It made them nearly die from laughter. Don't believe me? Ask C.M.D. about Little Tragedies, she'll tell you ...
"Bwaaaaaahaaaaaahaaaaa!" A dreadful cry cut through the peaceful silence of the Autobot headquarters, disturbing all nearby tenants.
"What the …" Ratchet lift up his helm at the sound and looked to the door leading out into the hallway, "Damn youngbots, what the slag is wrong this time? Aren't they supposed to be on patrol?"
Putting aside his tools, the medbot got up, walked to the door when he suddenly noticed a huge cloth in the corner covering something.
"What's this? I don't remember putting that …"
Unfortunately, Ratchet didn't get to see what was under the cover because at that moment a huge mass suddenly broke through the door, destroying nearly half of the wall and knocking the CMO across the room. The medic stopped only after he crashed into the table, splitting it in two. Recovering from the unexpected assault, Ratchet looked up at who was so stupid to piss the docbot off, and dropped his jaw in shock once he saw who the trouble maker.
"G-G-Grimlock! What the slag?"
"Me, Grimlock hurt! Me, Grimlock come to you to fix Grimlock!"
"Wh-wh-what? Um, ok," Ratchet stopped for a second to think about the situation. He was quite scared of the huge dinobot; the stupid mech could offline him in a matter of seconds so the medic did not want to aggravate him. After all, the large oaf had already destroyed an entire wall since arriving.
"All right, what seems to be the problem?"
"Me Grimlock hurt! Grimlock can't bare pain any more!"
"Pain where?"
"Me Grimlock not know!"
"Um," desperately trying not to explode or facepalm, Ratchet grabbed some tools and said, "Come lie down on the berth, I will take a look."
"You, Ratchet fix Grimlock!"
"Yes, Ratchet fix Grimlock, now hold still," the CMO offlined his vocal circuits to say all he wanted without the dinobot hearing him, venting into the air, "When am I supposed to make a new body for Blurr? No thanks to those meddling youngbots I had to restart it 4 times already and now this guy barges in here, breaks down the door and the whole wall with it …"
"Um," the mech currently being cursed turned his helm and looked around the room, "Me, Grimlock sorry for destroying room. Me, Grimlock help clean up later."
Widening his optics, Ratchet stared at the dinobot for almost a minute.
"Eh, Grimlock, mind telling me more about this pain of yours?"
"Grimlock not know."
"All right, when did it begin?"
"Me, Grimlock think it begin when liquid man hurt dinobots."
"Meltdown did hurt you a lot."
"Grimlock hurt thinking."
"Oh, I bet," Ratchet thought.
"Me, Grimlock hurt thinking about it," the dinobot turned to his side, facing away from the medic as he reached out for the huge piece of cloth and closely brought it to his face whipping coolant leaking from his optic sensors, "He hurt me! Leader!"
"Um, Grimlock, I need that …" Ratchet looked in the general direction where Grimlock seemed to have taken the giant cloth, "… back …"
As a medical professional, you are trained for hundreds of decacycles to expect certain problems in the battle field, wound types, the kind of emergencies, so on and so forth but you are never trained to expect the unexpected. Ratchet lost his ability to speak for a few astroseconds and again, widened his optics when he saw the two embarrassed, smiling faces of the jettwins.
"Jetfire! Jetstorm! What the slag are you two doing here?"
"Surprise?"
"WHAT? YOU! ME GRIMLOCK BEAT TWO FLYBOTS! GRIMLOCK SHOW WHO LEADER!"
"Brother! Run away now time!"
"Go let's!"
The twins transformed and flew away through the giant crack in the wall. Ratchet, pushed off to the side by Grimlock retained his balance as the dinobot made a few more steps, stopped at the rubble of the wall and finally broke down crying.
"Eh, Grimlock? You crying?"
"Me, Grimlock not cry!" the mech said as he transformed and scrunched himself into a ball, "You, medbot cry! Me, Grimlock, leader!"
"Em," the CMO had no idea what the hell to do but every time Sari was crying they gave her some treats and she slowly calmed down. Thinking that he could use that same strategy, the medbot took out a box of energon goodies that Bumblebee and the little girl had made some time ago, "Would you like some energon goodies?"
"Speaking of which, I will need to take care of those two dorks later. A little warning would have been nice."
Grimlock wasn't listening, not that he could, his cries thundered and echoed through the whole base.
"Um," the mech slowly approached the dinobot, sat down next to him and hesitantly began petting the huge robot dinosaur, "You want to talk about it, Grimlock?"
"It why she leave."
"What?'
"This why Spider Lady leave Grimlock! Grimlock no leader! Grimlock weak!," the Autobot said as he began began bawling like a baby.
Oh, Blackarachnia. Ratchet remembered Optimus mentioning that the dinobot had a major crush on her.
"Me, Grimlock try to bash brain of pain but pain not go away."
"So you came to me to make the pain go away. Okay, let's talk about it. What about Spider Lady?"
"She leave! Me, Grimlock like her a lot and she leave Grimlock!"
"Uh-huh, how does that make you feel?"
"Make me, Grimlock feel bad. Make me, Grimlock feel sad. Grimlock not know how to say. Grimlock no want to do nothing, no walk, no eat, no roar, no lie down, no breathe."
"Right, go on," Ratchet was quite surprised with Grimlock expressing his feelings like this.
"Me, Grimlock not cry because can't for long time, no sleep, no nothing. Me, Grimlock empty. Grimlock give her presents like genetic thingy, liquid man, do things for Spider Lady and stuff but she leave Grimlock! Grimlock love her with all of spark! Grimlock do anything for Spider Lady!"
Poor dinobot, he fell for Blackarachnia, a Decepticon.
"Me Grimlock come to you, Ratchet, because you last hope. You smart, you help others."
"Eh, thank you, I guess?" As confused as Ratchet was, he couldn't help but get freaked out by the dinobot calling him by his actual name.
"You know what Grimlock give her for first day? Cave! Grimlock give cave to Spider Lady! Nice cave, no stupid nature. Then Grimlock get her bunny."
"You wha…"
"Then redbot come and try take Spider Lady away! He spread foam in Spider Lady face! Me, Grimlock maybe want to spread foam too!
"You are jealous of Optimus because he sprayed foam into her face?"
"Me, Grimlock bigger and stronger than foambot! Why Spider Lady look at him? Grimlock beat him many times!"
"Maybe it's …"
"Me, Grimlock want Spider Lady back! So bad! Grimlock miss her so much! Grimlock no want to live without Spider Lady!"
Ratchet didn't know how to react to this; psychology was not his line of expertise so he thought about the possible things he could say or do, and it really did not please the oldbot.
"Me Grimlock hurt! Ratchet fix Grimlock!"
"Kid, I am sorry, this is not something I can fix."
"What?"
"Hear me out! I can't help you, Grimlock. The only one who can help you is you."
"What?"
"Well, you see, Grimlock, you miss Spider Lady a lot, right?"
"Yes."
"She is perfect in your eyes."
"Yes."
"Grimlock, if you truly love her, you will let go of her."
"Me, Grimlock not understand."
"To tell ya the truth kid, neither do I," Ratchet hoped that the dinobot would somehow grasp the unfamiliar concept, but it wasn't working so the CMO decided to switch tactics, "But do you really think she would want to be with you if she saw you in this state? You want only the best for her, right?"
"Yes."
"Than be the best you can! The strongest, the best behavior, the best everything! The best, Grimlock, is you. You are the best. You are not some bozo."
"Hm. Me, Grimlock not think about it this way.
"You can think?"
"Yes! Grimlock best! Me, Grimlock leader! Me Grimlock no bozo, me king! Grimlock like docbot! Pain go away!"
It took Ratchet three weeks to fully recover from what happened next, both physically and emotionally, even with the help of the jettwins. The dinobot suddenly jumped the CMO, hugged the slag out of him so hard that his armor got bent all over, making all of his joints stick for days after; before drowning the medbot in kisses with his metallic jaw and leaving scratches all over the other mech's face. Running out of the building, still showering the poor ambulance with kisses, Ratchet was praying for a swift end. Finally Grimlock got it out of his system and sprinted back to Dinobot Island.
"What the slag did I do to deserve this? That's it, I am asking for a pay raise."
"No Decepticon scum today! Woohoo! Let's go play 'Ninja Gladiators 2: Revenge of the Dread Badger'! Prowl, Bulkhead, you guys? Sari and me are gonna need two more players."
"Bumblebe how many times do I have to tell you that …"
"Um, guys? Why is Grimlock running out of our headquarters, hugging and kissing Ratchet?"
"This is so going on Facebook."
Author's Notes:
Tee hee hee! Oui Oui! Si si! Хи хи хи! Let's see, what other languages do I know ... eh ... nothing comes to mind ...
In any case! There you have it! What do you think? Option 1 - it was awesome! Option 2 - it was awesome! Secret Option 3 - post a review! Obligatory Option 4 - go to C.M.D.'s profile and check out her part of the series! Yes ... obligatory option ... they exist! Here is a little tip! You can choose all four options at the same time! Or! You can mix and match! Yay! Isn't it wonderful? Do I have to give you the options on this one?
Thanks to C.M.D. (*hug*) for reviewing and editing.