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Chapter 18: Resolving the glitch

A black and white mech walks through the dead hallways of the Nemesis with a silver, on-decaf youngling following him behind him. In his servo was no other than his silent charge, Shein that was now out of her glitching fit from earlier.

The girl had stilled in comparison to a stick and had said no word in their movement. On the other hand, his com link with the Lord High had activated as the said mech's voice blared into his processor. It was a sudden message making him think that there must be something wrong but he could ask about it later, after all… he was one of the main reasons and contributor to their plan.

::Barricade, postpone the debriefing for now. Meet me after 2 breems, that's all…:: That was the hasty command he had received before the connection was lost.

Since he has two breems to waste, he decided that he should do something about the condition that the femme was in. For years of her living with them and since he was the closest one to her in terms of bond, he can get a gist of what she was thinking.

Her processor must have been replaying his words since earlier like a broken record and he can't help loath the fact that her brain works differently depending on varying levels. This particular level she was on is one of them…

A particular trait that the Decepticon had hated from her kind... They are illogical, capricious and heck, he doesn't want to admit it, they are too complex to understand.

Ever since the time he had landed on that planet of a mud ball, being left to wander and fend for his self, he was able to infer different things about them in various categories and topics. All those information were all too much for his processor with such an event had so many different reactions with different meanings then different outcomes.

Their unpredictability can only lessen if one got to know that particular organic to a deeper extent than from just a distance… And for just how long does it take for one to accurately predict or calculate the reaction still depends.

Over all, he literally finds them insignificant to waste time to study them to a greater extent as he thought about it just being an added scrap in his processor. But even so, if they are worthless, he needs a way to comprehend or understand what in the pit might come to the femme's processor.

Deciphering and trying to pull the femme out of her curled tight, ball-shaped body or whatever illogical thing she was cycling would be harder than it already was because she was still an enigma, if you ask him.

He suddenly stopped and made a u-turn as he made his resolve. The sudden actions left poor Frenzy to collide with his pede and bounce back hard with a clang before he landed on his aft.

The little 'Con cursed under his vocals for he knows that if the femme would have heard him, may the femme hear him or not, he doesn't want to add more scrap to his pile that she would hate him for.

The little 'Con hasn't seen her since earlier with his partner's servo caging her in, but then again, he doesn't want to face her for the shame that was nagging him. He had faith that she would not stay like that the whole time he was with them but what if it ended up worse? What if she avoided them after this like a plague or even attempt to leave them and disappear?

'What would be made out of them if she ever leaves…' That statement brings to his thoughts.

No, Shein will stay for good this time... She was their family squishy...

And along with him, the others won't surely allow that to happen.

::Frenzy, don't follow us.:: His thoughts were suddenly cut off as his frame stiffened at the sudden gruff voice that invaded his processor. What the heck was happening now that even his partner wasn't letting him come near the femme?! Are they all trying to be territorial now? This made him scowl inwardly.

::WHY?!:: The little bot sharply asked before he glared at the retreating figure of his partner. Although he was frustrated at what was happening, he made no move to follow. It was one thing to be able to accompany them but it was another when the mech asks for alone time.

Speaking of alone time, for a long time now, why can't they just get a room already?!

Don't mistake Frenzy for those obnoxious idiots around them. Please… Even the higher dudes had seen what the two have. He on the other hand had a firsthand experience for he had been always too near and too observant whenever the two were together.

Yes… the scrap-head seekers were her second likes; Yes, comes next was them and Soundwave; and lastly, yes, she spends time with all of the mechs… but with all of these, that black and white mustang (tied with the Lord) was her only special mech.

The symbiot vented and glared at particularly nothing as his processor over heated but then, he saw Thundercracker who was looking warily at the corner.

As soon as both their optics met, Frenzy could probably recognize the mirth that the seeker was trying to hide.

"What are you doing here, Thundercracker?" He asked as he turns his head to where he was looking at.

"Shhhh!" Was the other's immediate reply making him tilt his head to the side after inclining it. That was when they heard the voice of none other than their medical chief officer,

…Hook.

The medic heard them and had chosen to look at Frenzy's direction. The seeker had just the amount of luck to hide but it was his wing that gave him away. Deducing all the things the medic had seen. He had pointed it out that the seeker was the only one that could have been in the med bay a few breems ago. There was no denying about it. He was the one…

With rage, he stomped angrily towards the seeker in mind as Frenzy stared in shock. The little con had been grabbed and thrown at the said Medic not too soon though making him scream in the air before colliding with the medic's helm. The seeker took their shock and confusion as a way to escape his impending doom but soon he was induced into a medical stasis by a needle dart that Hook had easily stab him with.

He was out like a day light… Poor TC… He was going to face the medic's wrath until he was satisfied.

I know it was short unlike the other updated chapters but when I had gone back and uploaded this, it WAS this short. I am also surprised. So I'll continue on with this one. *winks*

Two updates in one day! :D