Autobots' Morning Routine Part III

Date: December 27, 2012, Time: 9:00 A.M, Location: Autobot Base, Near Jasper, Nevada

As the rest of the New Human Cybertronian conversation Cybertronians* that the Autobots took in from MECH* to help them in adapting to their new Cybertronian lives; Inside training Arena Room 7, Bumblebee, Quick-Dodge and Quick-Step stood in the center of the arena, his optics scanning the room. He was impressed by the twins' progress but knew they needed more refinement. Quick-Dodge and Quick-Step, agile and eager, stood ready, their athletic builds poised for action. Each twin was equipped with built-in Cybertronian arm guns and anti-personnel rocket launchers, designed for both speed and combat versatility.

Bumblebee in his unique beeps and tones in an encouraging tone "Alright, Quick-Dodge, Quick-Step, let's see how well you can handle a coordinated attack. Remember, your strength lies in your speed and teamwork."

Quick-Dodge was the 1st to answer for both himself and his brother with a determination look on his faceplate "We're ready, Bumblebee. Let's do this."

Quick-Step with a moderately excited and eager nodded and tone "Yeah, we've got this."

Bumblebee in a commanding and moderately smug tone "Let's see what you got Pals, Begin!(The sparring session commenced with Quick-Dodge and Quick-Step moving in unison, their movements fluid and precise. They circled Bumblebee, their integrated arm guns at the ready. Bumblebee watched them closely, assessing their strategies. He shifted to a more a tactical tone) Quick-Dodge, Quick-Step, focus on your communication. You're stronger together."

Quick-Dodge responding quickly in an acknowledged tone "Got it. Quick-Step, move left. I'll go right."

Quick-Step with an acknowledged nod and tone "On it."

The twins executed a coordinated maneuver, attempting to flank Bumblebee. Quick-Dodge fired his arm gun, aiming for Bumblebee's right side, while Quick-Step moved in from the left, ready to launch a close-range attack. Bumblebee countered by seeing what Quick-Step is doing and out of instinct swiftly by dodge Quick-Dodge's shot at the last second and sidestepping Quick-Step's approach.

Bumblebee with a moderately smug grin "Good effort, but you need to be faster. Anticipate my moves."

Quick-Dodge had an annoyed look on his faceplate gritting his metal teeth and in a frustrated tone "He's too quick, Quick-Step. We need a new plan."

Quick-Step with determination look on his faceplate "Let's try a feint. I'll distract him, and you go for the hit."

Quick-Dodge nodding in agreement and in a calm and somewhat anxious tone "Alright, let's do it."

Quick-Step darted forward, firing his arm gun to draw Bumblebee's attention. Bumblebee turned to block the shot, and in that moment, Quick-Dodge seized the opportunity to strike from behind. Bumblebee, however, anticipated the move, spinning around and catching Quick-Dodge's arm mid-strike.

Bumblebee with a moderately smug and firm tone "Nice try."

Quick-Step with a thoughtful whisper tone to Quick-Dodge, "Let's use the obstacles. Quick-Dodge, take cover behind the barriers and draw him out. I'll come in from above."

Quick-Dodge nodding and in an equally whisper tone to Quick-Step "Sounds like a plan."

The twins repositioned themselves, using the training arena's obstacles to their advantage. Quick-Dodge took cover behind a barrier, firing shots to keep Bumblebee at bay. Quick-Step climbed to a higher vantage point, preparing to launch a surprise attack from above. As Bumblebee saw Quick-Step and Quick-Dodge quietly talking to each other had a curious and calm tone "Alright let's see if you guys can execute you plan to surprise me."

Quick-Dodge firing his arm gun, "Over here, Bumblebee!"

Bumblebee focused on Quick-Dodge, moving towards his position. At that moment, Quick-Step leaped from above, aiming to land a decisive blow. Bumblebee reacted quickly, but this time, the twins' strategy paid off. Quick-Step managed to land a hit on Bumblebee's shoulder, causing him to stagger.

Bumblebee with a grin, "Nice one, Quick-Step. You're getting better."

Quick-Step landing gracefully, "Thanks, Bumblebee. We're learning from the best."

Quick-Dodge with a smile, "We did it, Quick-Step."

Bumblebee with a nod, "You did well, both of you. Remember, always think ahead and use your strengths. You're becoming formidable fighters."

With that encouragement, they resumed their spar, each exchange sharpening Bumblebee's skills and deepening Quick-Step's confidence in his ability to mentor and prepare the next generation of Autobots. The sparring secession end with Bumblebee 1st being able to sweep Quick-Step's right leg causing him to fall down and as he was falling, he gave Quick-Step a nice left hook upcut to Quick-Step which made him flying back and landing on his backside and being knocked out.

After seeing his twin brother being knocked out and taking out of their sparring matching Quick-Dodge of a second his turned his head to were Quick-Step was knocked out and in an anxious and concerned tone "Quick-Step no." After he snapped out of it, he to turn his attention to his sparring match with Bumblebee.

However that was an opening Bumblebee was look for and landing more successful strikes; Finally, after a fast session of boxing strikes have laid a right hook across Quick-Dodge faceplate this caused Quick-Dodge to stagger back and he fell to the ground front side 1st with his head spinning. After seeing how hard he hit Quick-Dodge Bumblebee come up to him to see if he was alright; As he come up to him, he saw that he was struggling to get up.

Bumblebee in concerned tone "Quick-Dodge are you alright?" He saw that Quick-Dodge was able lift her right side with her right robotic arm but was still struggling with her robotic arm shocking under the strain.

As Quick-Dodge was getting up Smokescreen brought up a robotic hand to help her up and, in a calm, moderately amused tone "Need a hand up Quick-Dodge."

Quick-Dodge had a calm and concerned look on his faceplate, "Yes, thank you Bumblebee. Ouch my head is still spinning from you hit."

Bumblebee in a calm and apologetic tone "Sorry Quick-Dodge I saw an open and I took it."

After a few minutes of recovering from Bumblebee's hit Quick-Dodge turned his attention to where his brother fell in their sparring match and his way where his brother was. and in concerned tone "Quick-Step wake up its Quick-Dodge."

Quick-Dodge heard a painfully grown coming from Quick-Step "Ouch my head is killing me(As he said that he began to get himself off the ground and his brother help him up off the ground. After he was able to stand back up he turned his attention to Bumblebee.) Damn Bumblebee that hurt and nice hit."

Bumblebee in a calm and curious tone "Sorry Quick-Step, Tell are both of you finished with sparring today?"

Quick-Dodge was the 1 to answer for both himself and his brother in a calm and somewhat painfully tone "Yes I think both myself and my brother are finished for today." With that the sparring secession between Bumblebee, Quick-Dodge and Quick-Step training for the day was over.

Meanwhile around the same time nearby in training Arena Room 5 buzzed with energy as Quick-Draw and Scatter-Shot prepared for another intense spar session. Scatter-Shot adjusted his stance, his light, athletic Cybertronian frame poised for action. Quick-Draw, approached with determination, her optics focused on her opponent.

Quick-Draw in an eagerly tone "Ready for another round, Scatter-Shot?"

Scatter-Shot nodding in an excited and calm tone "Absolutely. Let's see what you've got, Quick-Draw."

They circled each other, assessing their moves. Quick-Draw lunged forward first, her movements swift but calculated. She aimed a series of quick jabs towards Scatter-Shot's midsection, testing his reflexes. Scatter-Shot sidestepped with agility, evading her attacks while analyzing her technique. She incorporated small feints to throw Scatter-Shot off balance. Her strategy was to keep him moving, testing his agility and reaction time. Scatter-Shot countered with a quick block, then launched a precise kick aimed at Quick-Draw's legs. She leaped back, narrowly avoiding the blow.

Quick-Draw in calm impressive tone "Nice move! You're quicker than I expected."

Scatter-Shot just smiling and in a calm acknowledgement tone "Thanks! But you're not making it easy, Quick-Draw. Keep it up."

Their spar intensified as Quick-Draw adjusted her tactics. She feinted high, then aimed a low sweep to knock Scatter-Shot off his feet. He anticipated the move, sidestepping and grabbing her arm mid-sweep. Quick-Draw twisted, using her momentum to break free, then landed a solid punch to Scatter-Shot's shoulder.

Scatter-Shot in a calm and impressed tone "Impressive! You've got some moves, Quick-Draw."

Quick-Draw was breathing heavily and a calm, acknowledgement and exhausted tone "Thanks! Trying to keep up with you."

They continued their exchange, each learning from the other's strengths and weaknesses. Quick-Draw focused on her footwork, trying to improve her agility and timing. Scatter-Shot concentrated on defense, using his speed to evade and counter Quick-Draw's attacks effectively. Quick-Draw in a determined and excited tone "Let's pick up the pace, Scatter-Shot!"

Scatter-Shot nodding and in an excited and somewhat calm tone "Agreed. Show me what you've got!"

As the spar progressed, Quick-Draw's confidence grew. She began to anticipate Scatter-Shot's moves better, landing more precise strikes and blocking his counterattacks with increasing skill. Scatter-Shot, impressed by her progress, adjusted his strategy to challenge her further. Scatter-Shot in admiringly tone "Improve, Quick-Draw you keep refining your techniques."

Quick-Draw was just grinning at Scatter-Shot's encouragement and in a calm tone "Thanks, Scatter-Shot! You're really helping."

They continued their training session, the sounds of their combat echoing through the training arena. Quick-Draw pushed himself harder, determined to prove that he could hold his own. As the session neared its end, Quick-Draw launched into a series of coordinated attacks, blending offense with defense to which Scatter-Shot responded in kind, their movements now a dance of skill and respect.

Finally, with a controlled maneuver, Quick-Draw been able to sweep Scatter-Shot's left leg causing him to fall down and he was able to pin him to the ground; In respond Scatter-Shot in a moderately painfully and annoyed tone, Scatter-Shot "Alright Quick-Draw I give up." In respond Quick-Draw released his grip of Scatter-Shot.

As Scatter-Shot was getting up Quick-Draw brought up a robotic hand to help her up and, in a calm, moderately amused tone "Need a hand up Scatter-Shot."

Scatter-Shot had an annoying look on her faceplate and as she accepted "Yes, thank you, you are enjoying this too much Razor-Eyes." They deactivated their weapons and exited the training arena.

Meanwhile around the same time nearby in training Arena Room 9, the atmosphere buzzed with anticipation as Grip-Steel and Long-Rifle stood facing each other.

Grip-Steel stretching his arms, his joints whirring softly and a calm and curious tone "Ready for another round, Long-Rifle? Remember, it's not just about strength but also strategy."

Long-Rifle nodding and a calm and grateful tone "Got it. I'll try to keep that in mind this time."

Grip-Steel in a calm and mentor tone "Alright, let's start with some basic maneuvers. Engage your swords."

Long-Rifle activated his close-quarter swords, the blades humming as they extended from his forearms. Grip-Steel mirrored his actions, drawing his own weapons.

Grip-Steel "Very good Long-Rifle, now 1st move, strike at my left side.(Long-Rifle lunged forward, aiming his blade at Grip-Steel's left side. Grip-Steel parried the blow with ease and countered with a swift strike aimed at Long-Rifle's midsection. Long-Rifle managed to block it, but the force pushed him back a few steps.) Good, but you need to be quicker with your counters. Again."

They repeated the sequence, with Long-Rifle gradually improving his speed and precision. After a series of exchanges, Grip-Steel called for a halt. Grip-Steel in a calm and moderately impressed tone "Not bad. Now, let's switch to your arm cannons. Remember, you need to control your power and aim."

Long-Rifle retracted his swords and deployed his arm cannons. Grip-Steel activated the target moving machine a series of moving targets around the room.

Grip-Steel in a calm and mentor tone "Hit the targets as they appear. Focus on accuracy first, speed will come with practice." Long-Rifle aimed and fired, his shots hitting most of the targets but missing a few. Grip-Steel observed closely, offering tips and corrections.

Grip-Steel in the same tone as before "Good start, but you need to adjust for the targets' movement. Anticipate their trajectory."

As Long-Rifle continued practicing, Grip-Steel suddenly sprang into action, attacking with his swords. Caught off guard, Long-Rifle barely managed to block the strike. Long-Rifle in a surprised and moderately shocked tone "Hey, a little warning would be nice!"

Grip-Steel just grinned and in calm smug tone "In real combat, you won't get any warnings. Stay alert."

They engaged in a more intense sparring session, combining melee combat with ranged attacks. Grip-Steel's experience showed as he adeptly dodged and countered Long-Rifle's moves, while Long-Rifle's raw power and determination kept him in the fight. Grip-Steel was panting slightly and a calm and somewhat strained tone "You're getting better, Long-Rifle. Your power is impressive but remember to stay calm and think a few steps ahead. Strategy is just as important as strength."

As the spar continued, Grip-Steel's confidence grew. He began to recognize Long-Rifle's patterns, adjusting his approach and landing more successful strikes; Finally, after a fast session of boxing strikes have laid a right hook across Long-Rifle faceplate this caused Long-Rifle to stagger back and she fell to the ground front side 1st with her head spinning.

After seeing how hard he hit Long-Rifle Grip-Steel come up to her to see if he was alright; As he come up to him, he saw that he was struggling to get up. Sliver-Draw in concerned tone "Long-Rifle are you alright?" He saw that Long-Rifle was able lift his right side with his right robotic arm but was still struggling with his robotic arm shocking under the strain.

Long-Rifle in a calm and moderately painfully tone Long-Rifle "Yes can you give me a hand please."

In respond Grip-Steel come up to Long-Rifle and help him up. After he helped him up, he saw that Long-Rifle had his right-hand area up against his front faceplate area and saw that he had a painful ache look on her faceplate. As he took his 1st steps Long-Rifle "Ouch that was a good hit Grip-Steel. I'm still seeing a few stars around my head."

Grip-Steel just let a small chuckle slip out and in a calm and somewhat concerned tone "Sorry Long-Rifle I saw an opening and I look it. I hope I didn't cause permeant damage to you during the sparring session."

Long-Rifle in a calm tone "I think I will live and that the hit want cause any permeant damage I just need some time to recover from your finishing right hook; Anyway I think after that hit from you I think your sparring secession is finished, Don't you think so Grip-Steel?"

Grip-Steel in a calm tone "I think you may be right Long-Rifle. This was a good sparring match with you Long-Rifle thank you." With that their sparring session concluded with mutual respect and a sense of accomplishment.

Time: 10:00 A.M., Location: In Engineering Arena room 1

After Ratchet's medical training session with Ultra-Aid*; Ratchet entered the engineering arena room and inside the room was a vast, high-ceilinged space filled with advanced machinery, tools, and various construction materials. Workstations equipped with holographic interfaces and diagnostic scanners line the walls.

He saw Razor-Edge was waiting somewhat impatiently with him walking around nearly a computer training console; He saw that Raze-Edge was somewhat impatiently waiting for him to begin his lesson with him. Ratchet came up to 1 of the computer consoles and turned on the computer with a set of blueprints displayed on a holographic interface "Alright, Ronald. Today we're going to focus on integrating these new stabilizers into the structural supports of the base. This will improve our defense capabilities and withstand any potential Decepticon attacks."

Razor-Edge just nods, his optics focused on the blueprints and in a calm and curious tone "Got it, Ratchet. Where do we start?"

Ratchet gesturing to a nearby workstation and in a calm and mentor tone "First, we'll need to fabricate the stabilizers. You'll use the plasma cutter to shape the alloy sheets. Remember, precision is key. Any misalignment can compromise the entire structure."

Razor-Edge moving to the workstation, picking up the plasma cutter and in calm and acknowledged tone "Understood. I'll make sure they're exact."

Ratchet watching closely as Razor-Edge begins cutting and calm tone "Good. While you're doing that, I'll prepare the mounting brackets. Once the stabilizers are ready, we can test the integration with a small-scale model."

Razor-Edge concentrating on his task, sparks flying as he cuts. After he finished cutting turned his attention to Ratchet in a calm curious tone "How's this, Ratchet?" Holds up the first completed stabilizer for inspection.

Ratchet taking the stabilizer, inspecting it closely and in a calm and moderately impressed tone "Not bad. The edges are clean, and the dimensions are accurate. Now, let's move on to the next step. Follow me to the assembly station."

They walk over to a large table where various parts and tools are laid out. As they were work Ratchet turned his attention to Razor-Edge and a calm mentor tone "We'll need to attach these brackets to the stabilizers. Use the high-frequency welder to ensure a strong bond. I'll guide you through the first one."

Razor-Edge taking the welder, watching Ratchet's demonstration and in calm and curious tone "Got it. So, steady hand and even pressure?"

Ratchet nodding and in calm and mentor tone "Exactly. Consistency is crucial. Give it a try."

Razor-Edge steadies his hand, carefully welding the bracket to the stabilizer and turned his attention Ratchet and in a curious calm tone "How's this?"

Ratchet inspecting the weld and in a calm impressed tone "Excellent. The bond is solid. Now, let's repeat the process for the rest. Once we're done, we'll test them in the simulator."

Razor-Edge confidently continues welding and turned his attention to Ratchet and in the same tone as before "I've been meaning to ask, Ratchet. How do you balance all this work with your medical duties?"

Ratchet smiling calm and somewhat monotone "Experience and efficient time management. Plus, having capable apprentices like you makes a big difference. Once you're proficient with these tasks, it'll free up more time for me to focus on research and development."

Razor-Edge feeling a sense of pride and in calm tone "I'll make sure to live up to your expectations."

Ratchet in calm and mentor tone "I have no doubt you will. Now, let's finish these stabilizers and move on to the next project. There's always more to learn and improve."

*The New Human Cybertronian conversation Cybertronians that the Autobobt's took in were the from humans: Ronald Thomas how took up the Autobot Codename: Razor-Edge; Amber Martin how took up the Autobot Codename: Lighting-Striker; Nicholas Anderson how took up the Autobot Codename: Scatter-Shot; Elizabeth Williams how took up the Autobot Codename: Ninja-Knight; Samuel Davis is the twin brother of Daniel Davis how took up the Autobot Codename: Quick-Dodge; Daniel Davis is the twin brother of Samuel Davis how took up the Autobot Codename: Quick-Step; James Miller how took up the Autobot Codename: Long-Rifle; Alexandra Smith how took up the Autobot Codename: Nitro-Smoke.

*MECH stands for Mechanical Engineering Cybernetic Humans.

*Ultra-Aid is formerly Team Prime's Human nurse and medical specialist: June Darby and the mother of Jackson 'Jack' Darby. She is now the Medic of the Nova-Strike Prime Team.