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26th Transmission

... Ow! Rocks...?

[Silence - except for the familiar creaking and groaning of metal as Ironhide looks around. When he speaks, the gravely, aged voice is back. He does sound more... groggy... than usual. "Hungover", would be a better word.]

What... just happened...? Why... am I in... the bar?

[And as it all dawns on him. Crap, crap, crap.]

... I can explain everything. To all of you. Ratchet--I did... not mean to leave...

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We will see when next I drag you in for repairwork.

There were only three mechs involved with that particular incident, and Elita is not here.

... So, in the next ten minutes, then?

Three?

I did not promise a long wait.

... I was not directly involved, persay...

... Five minutes?

Ratchet? What did you... do?

... I will be there in a moment. You had best be ready to go.

Yeah. Ready. And you will be explaining yourself once you get here.

[Sorry, he's not listening. In fact, you can hear the hated Phil Collins' 'Dance into the Light' CD playing over his radio as he comes to get you, so he doesn't have to explain anything.

It's even in stereo as he finally approaches you. You had better get your aft ready to leave.]

[He's leaning against the bar, looking incredibly unamused... especially when he hears that song.]

Turn that off.

[He turns it down, but not off. He likes it. :|]

Back to my quarters, now.

And you may put that communicator in here as well.

[The back doors of his alternate mode swing open, as if to punctuate his point.]

Mmnf. Sure...

[He tosses the comm in, but not without lightly brushing a hand over one of the doors.]

Want me to drive?

[He shifted his weight on the tires, almost unnoticeable to an untrained eye. Ironhide was very aware of what he was doing, Ratchet knew that much.

Closing the doors, he turned the music up ever so slightly.]

Driving would be easiest. Are you able to transform?

[Of course he was aware. But he doubted anyone else in the area--if there were anyone else--would have any idea.]

Yeah... give me a second...

[And in short order, there was a golf kart of death nearby.]

[Waiting a moment for Ironhide, he turned to lead the way back from where he came.

He kept his speed low, knowing that Ironhide's highest was nowhere close to his own, and even then, he did not want him straining himself in this state.]

[He puttered after him, rather grateful for the slow pace, but not exactly willing to say so.]

You may notice my quarters to be in some... disarray at the moment. However, you may remember the reasoning behind that.

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... Reasoning being that I was young and stupid?

Yes, I believe that would be an excellent description of the situation.

Nonetheless, I have yet to find the time to tidy it up. So you will have to forgive the mess, and find a place to recharge amongst it.

... Oops?

Mmnf. At this point? I do not... care what the room looks like. Just tired.

Hmm. [He was not impressed.]

[And, there's his door. He finally transforms, opening it for Ironhide.]

... Sorry.

[He transforms himself, limping inside. He's careful to avoid the sample carnage, stepping over it until he can flop back against a wall.]

Ow.

[Ratchet is careful not to ruin the samples anymore than his formerly-younger companion already had.]

I am fairly sure I do not have to explain why you are sore.

It is for the best that you take the time to recharge.

No... I know. It never hurt when... you know.

[He shutters his optics, settling himself against the wall.]

... your stuff. Not... too damaged... is it?

It is more of a mess than anything. Nothing that cannot be replaced - C4 was hiding in the bathroom, fortunately.

However, I do have half a processor to make you come with me to recollect the samples. It would be an appropriate punishment.

I would not have harmed C4. Not a Decepticon...

[He grunts, settling back against the wall a little more.]. Mmn. If you want me to, I will. Not going to enjoy it, but... I owe you.

I would be more concerned that you would step on him, not realizing he was there. There were not many creatures as small as him on Cybertron, after all.

You may find it more entertaining than that - For example, I found those rock samples in the cave where I was almost ingested by a rather large fish!

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