Speedwriting Prompt Fills

by Exactlywhat

Well... I found the TF Speedwriting Community on LJ, and sorta kinda maybe started writing some. Figured most of these are pretty much one-shots, and it'd kinda be a waste of space to post them all as separate stories. So, here they are. *Note: this will always be marked as complete (even though it isn't), because every fill is its own story, and this isn't one continuous story.

61. Sneeze

Title: Sneeze

Rating: K

Continuity: Movieverse

Characters: Sam, Ratchet

Disclaimer: Don't own.

Prompt: #1. Allergy

When Sam sneezed, Ratchet panicked.

The Autobots had only been on Earth for a few months; they had come in the fall, and it was now spring.

The humans had helped set up the Autobots' base, had been living with them, teaching them about Earth.

Though, Sam mused as he endured yet another scan, perhaps they had missed teaching something important.

"Ratchet, I told you, I'm fine. One sneeze doesn't mean that I'm going to die. Give us a little credit. Our species wouldn't have survived this long if we weren't able to stand allergies."

"'Allergies'?" Ratchet asked, pausing. "What are..."

His optics flickered, a sign Sam had long ago learned to mean he was either on his comm with someone, or he was on the internet. Or both.

"Ah, I see," the medic said a moment later. "But that's still stupid! There are plenty of ways to treat this! Nannites, for one! Or-"

"Ratch'. Keep in mind you're a super-advanced alien robot, okay? Us humans are not quite as advanced as you."

"Humph," Ratchet huffed as he crossed his arms over his chassis. "Controlled exposure is not 'super-advanced'. That is an easy enough fix."

"What?"

Ratchet just rolled his optics. "I'm getting you over your allergies, Sam Witwicky," the medic rumbled, and Sam resisted the urge to curl up into a ball under his bed and not come out. This... wasn't going to be fun.