Green Fire
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Green Fire: Hints of Optimus/Ratchet (Friendship)
The medic glared at Optimus with his emerald optics. Do you really think I cant take care of myself? he hissed. Optimus shook his helm, but stopped short, thinking. Ratchet, you have not have had the proper training.
Prove it! Prove Im weak! Ratchet barked, picking his fists up. Optimus blinked, his optics widening. I didnt say that! I just- The air was knocked out of him before he can finish. Ratchet was staring down at him, pinning him down, smirking. Get up, the medic ordered, holding out a servo.
The Prime reached out, taking the offer, but was held down again. It took Optimus a few clicks to figure out that he had been tricked. There was a menacing growl by his earwing.
Never doubt me, Prime Unless you want to be thrown onto the floor again.
The weight on Optimus chassis lifted, allowing him to sit up and rub his helm. He didnt dare to look up, scared that his friend was giving him a deadly glare. He quietly sat up, looking at the floor the whole time. He knew Ratchet was grinning.
Whats wrong? Scared? Optimus took a deep breath. Ratchet I will not tolerate being bullied by one of my oldest friends, and you know that. He slowly looked up to see the Ratchets optics blazing. I. Dont. Care.
Optimus nodded. I know, he whispered, leaving. I know.
*~*~*
As the weeks went by, Optimus noticed the many complaints he was receiving through the comm line. He blinked a few times. They were all about Ratchet.
Ratchet just pounded me into the wall! Im not used to anyone being that good! came from Bulkhead.
Is Ratchet even there anymore? Can you help him? Will he be like this forever? I sure hope not. He was like a sire to me. Bumblebee had sent.
If Ratchet ever gets the nerve to flirt with me again, Ill have his neck. Lets bail him out and get a new medic. He doesnt care anymore. Why should we? Arcee had sneered.
All three humans had come up to him at least once today, asking about Ratchet.
Can you fix him? Raf asked, worried. Never mind fixing him! Megatron might kill him! Miko had remarked, her hands on her hips. Can we even do something about it? Jack added.
Optimus shook his helm slowly. I Dont know.
*~*~*
It was later that day when he was visited. Prime.
Prime? What happened to old friend? Optimus thought.
He turned from his work and winced when he saw the orange and white mech. He looked stronger now Not like the intelligent, cranky medic he always saw in the medbay all of the time.
What is it? Optimus said. He couldnt hide the crack in his voice. I-
For a klick, it looked as if Ratchet was sad Guilty even, but that feeling was long gone when Ratchet moved forward slightly.
*~*~*
Optimus backed up when Ratchet took a step forward. Ratchet froze.
Is he Is he scared of me?
Ratchet swallowed and tried again, but this time, trapped the Prime against a wall. He watched in horror as Optimus began looking for a way out. R-Ratchet
He is! He is scared of me! Maybe I can take that advantage!
Ratchet couldnt help but feel guilty, but it kinda felt Good to be in control. He was like the king of the base now No one questioned him, picked on him, called him names like Doc-Bot or Sunshine He was Lord Ratchet now.
He blinked. Why would he think something like that? He wasnt Megatron! He shook his helm, and his optics widened as he realized what he was doing. Oh, Primus He had Optimus Prime pinned to a wall, his fist ready to hit him!
He let go, stumbling backwards. W-What is wrong with me? he asked himself. Optimus seemed to have come out of shock. The Synthetic Energon has taken over your systems. Ratchet All you have to do is drain it out to go back to normal You dont have to do this.
Ratchet clenched his dentals. I WILL NOT TAKE ORDERS FROM ANY LIKES OF YOU! There was a pained yelp.
By the AllSpark!
Ratchet felt his optics widen. He put the servo that wasnt covered in energon over his mouth.
What have I done?
*~*~*
Arcee jumped when she heard a yell. What in Primus name was that? she thought aloud. Bulkhead shrugged, and Bumblebee had already transformed and was racing toward where the noise came from.
Arcee followed, but a little slower. The scout looked worried. She slammed the brakes as Bumblebee stopped short. She followed Bumblebees lead and transformed. Bumblebee gave a gasping noise.
Bee? What is it? Whats wrong? Bulkhead was asking, coming up from behind them. Arcee would have answered if she wasnt gaping beside Bumblebee.
*~*~*
Optimus let out gasping breaths as Ratchet worked fast to patch him up. He knew Ratchet was on a rampage, but this was ridiculous. He didnt think Ratchet would actually move on to physical violent contact.
Optimus! Stay online! Its going to be okay! Its going to be okay! Please Dont go offline! Ratchet panicked.
Ratchet There was a servo over his mouth. Save your strength. You need all you can get.
Ratchet! What did you do? Optimus heard someone yell. Arcee! Take Bumblebee and Bulkhead out of here! Optimus berthroom is my medbay in till I can fix him, and you know the rules of the medbay.
There was a sigh. Optimus let his optics shut off as Ratchet continued working on the hole in his chassis. Optimus! Please! Dont do this to me! Please!
Optimus opened his optics again. I am Just Resting my Optics. No need to Worry. Ratchet looked relieved. Well, try keeping them open so I know if youre Ya know. Optimus could feel Ratchets servos working overtime, trying to stop the flowing energon.
Optimus watched Ratchets face which was soaked with tears as he silently wept while helping him. This is all my fault All my fault.
That was the last thing he heard when everything went black.
*~*~*
Ratchet was past guilty now. He felt coolant dribble down his cheek plates, and whimpered as Optimus blacked out. Please Please Please
There was a beep, and Ratchets Energon ran cold. Optimus? He quickly ran a scan and sighed in relief. That was only the warning buzzing in his helm that he needed recharge. Not the warning of the thirteenth Primes death.
He continued working for what seemed for days, but really hours, in till another noise sounded. This time, Ratchet technically laughed in success. This day wont take this mech! The medic had finally patched his leader up, and the Energon stopped leaking from the Primes body. He smiled and put Optimus in stasis.
He sat down next to his friend and sighed, looking down at his servos, and rolled them up into fists. He had to get rid of the cursed fluid running through his Energon lines. He must.
*~*~*
Optimus woke up to something warm resting on his back. He looked over to his side to find Ratchet recharging beside him.
He stiffened as he felt Ratchet stir. Optimus? Optimus gave a silent nod, smiling at the sky-blue optics. Sky-blue Oh, Primus Sky-blue! Ratchet was back!
Optimus smiled. Welcome back, he murmured.
End.
If you guys want me to continue this, please leave a note! I might write the next chapter tomorrow. Just let me know if there's any typos, and I'll fix that.
This is the first time I've written a TFP fanfiction, but it was a request from a good friend on Tymblr: arceeenergon. I give all of my credit to her/him.
If you're around, arceeenergon, thank you!
Warnings: Hasbro characters do not belong to me. I do not get payed for my writing. (I know I should have put this at the top, but wtf is wrong with down here? xD) -
canadalover55 NewbieNope
f--- this s--- I'm out
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Classanator Newbiecool
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Classanator Newbiejaggie you dont have to swear.
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Thanks. But what's with the swearing?
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Ask Soundwave NewbieThis isn't very bad. But you may want to watch more.
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It was good
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Good job.
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