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Ep, ep, ep! Hey!

There is no need to be throwing me out here like this! I have more important things to attend to other than amusing a human like yourself.

While I'm still astounded by the way you have such... power over these many muses, I'm not going to humor you by letting you do as you please. Besides, you don't have time for an old bot like me. Let your... younger muses have some fun, hm?

Now if you'll excuse me...

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Ratchet.

You should welcome the alliance. After all, we do have a linked alliance with these humans, despite their...hobbies.

[Those blue eyes blink serenely.]

You were always proof that skill and companionship are not hindered by age.

C'mon, Doc, ya mean ya don't wanna be some human's puppet? Hear it's all the rage lately.

[That couldn't have sounded any more sarcastic. GJ Wheeljack.]

Your energy may better be spent elsewhere. The mundanes are not easily swayed once their minds are set.

[He does however, hope that Ratchet's mundane shall listen to him. In Optimus' life, Ratchet has been a constant, a loyal friend and ally from even before he had been named a Prime, and had remained thus through the war. There are few who more deserving of a reprieve than Ratchet.]

It is good to see you, old friend.

Yes, Doctor.

I'm sure they'll listen to reason. I mean, they don't any other time, but! Who knows.

Maybe you have a gift.

Welcome an alliance that could put me in the scrapyard? No thank you.

I've heard stories about what she's done to a few muses in her headspace. She's almost as bad as a Decepticon.

I see the same fate has fallen upon you as well.

[Oh boy.]

Who knew humans had the capabilities of such things. But after Silas, I shouldn't be so surprised.

I'm glad someone agrees with me.

[Oh Optimus. His optics just brighten at sight of his leader. Their team had been through so much.]

Likewise, Optimus. I hope you've been, mostly, well in the care of your mun?

Mm. Perhaps it is best you wait to make your own judgement. I have found that despite their tendency to lean towards more ill-natured treatments, they are also ones who open our eyes to something larger than our world.

They are limitless, and allow us to see it.

[A soft smile spreads across his face, as a hand reaches out and graces that shoulder. Sorry, it's just...something he feels he has to do. To feel that kinship again.]

Resilience is one of the traits I admired in you, old friend.

Bingo. Goin' on almost two fraggin' Earth years with this one.

[It's been fun, don't listen to him.]

...Thiiinnk I mighta missed out on that little adventure. Human kick your tailpipe to Sandokhan?

[And he accepts it gladly, standing a little straighter in the presence of his leader again.]

I suppose you do have a point, Optimus. The humans have surprised me many times before.

Maybe this one will as well.

[He chuckles and shrugs his shoulders.]

Not bad for an emergency vehicle.

[Just all the glaring right now, Starscream.]

I can only assume you've been through some... hardships as well.

Then again, it could be your rightful punishment.

Two years? Well, I should expect nothing less with a Wrecker such as yourself. Tough to the end.

[He rubs his temple.]

I'd rather not discuss it.

Not entirely, Ratchet. While I believe that you have more than earned a reprieve, it may prove beneficial to work with your mundane, rather than against each other.

As for my situation, I am as well as I can be. While the circumstances I have found myself in are strange, and often trying, more often than not they are situations where I am able to do the most good.

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[Don't you glare at him, that's his job.]

You have no idea.

But I assume you will, soon enough. After all, you're one of your mundane's favourites, right?

That's what always happens, you know~ The favourites get the brunt of the horrible treatment~

[Look at that chestplate swell up at that.]

In the job description and everythin'.

[He senses the awkwardness in that last part, so a subject change'll work! Easier on the both of them.]

...So. Mun got plans for ya yet?

[He rolls his optics.]

I doubt she has any time for me anyways. She's got too much on her plate as is.

I'll be just fine in this odd form of... limbo.

[He sighs. You and your optimism. But he nods, agreeing. A little anyways.

But he smiles as he looks up at him.]

I wouldn't expect anything different from you.

I just hope you're getting proper treatment after those certain situations.

Much like our own species, they are highly adaptable. I feel she will take to you rather well.

[Those eyes seem to flick a bit brighter at Ratchet's upward swing in mood. Seeing his teammates--no, his family--achieving any momentary peace was a large weight lifted off those shoulders. He couldn't express it as much as he'd wish he could, but he's sure Ratchet can understand without words needed.]

Not bad at all, my friend.

Not bad at all.

Not as of yet. Not for these 'games'. [Sounds like some kind of energon sport to him.] She feels overwhelmed at the moment.

She may stick me in those... museboxes I've heard so much about. Or memes.

[Whatever those are.]

[He smiles a fraction wider, fond and soft. For as long as he's been at Optimus' side, he could analyze those subtle changes of mood within the Prime. Even if it wasn't vocalized.

Ratchet's optics flicker back up to him, with a little more confidence.]

I must say, it is very good to see you again. After all that's happened...

Pfft. 'Games'. About as fittin' as Prime in my ship. Probably best ya don't go in one.

...

[But he tilts his head slightly, a sly smirk spreading.]

Unless I'm there. Who knows? We could go on another field trip.

Then you can join me.

[Did you want to hear more on that? No? Well, too bad. A claw thrusts out, dramatically, while the other covers his chestplate.]

There I was, at the top of her muselist, voice as strong as ever. And what do you know? She tosses me away! Just like that!

[It was...a tad more complicated, Starscream. It's nothing against you.]

Almost two years.

It'd probably be for the best if I were in a game with you, or anyone else in it.

I'm better at fixing Cybertronians. Not... other species.

[But he's more than willing to learn about them. It's just, he's so big.]

And someone would have to fix you up, especially, seeing as you are a Wrecker.

[Here we go. He stares at him dryly.]

Are you looking for sympathy?

[Sorry Starscream, he has none to give.]

[Their friendship transcended millennia, and sometimes, you didn't need to tell someone what you were feeling. It came as naturally as expressing them in your own right. The Prime could easily see the changes in Ratchet too, as subtle as they were. His eyes softening, his smile spreading across his face.

It was like a star lighting up.]

Mm. The feeling is mutual, Ratchet. While I am gone in our world, I am fortunate to be able to continue speaking with you here. To continue to live among you all.

...I hope my absence has not left the Autobots in a state of desolation.

Look at you, trying to be reasonable.

[Wee lamb.]

I won't take this lying down, Arcee.

[He's a grump bot to the end.]

[His brows furrow and his gaze falls a little.]

We have taken your words and our experiences with you as our leader to heart, Optimus. And we teach those same things to the new Cybertronians.

You maybe gone in our world but, we still keep your memory strong, as if you never left.

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What? And everyone else does? It's not like there's a whole community made for us to complain to our muns or anything.

Oh wait.

[Totally not bitter or anything.]

[He sighs, okay yeah she makes a good point.]

You haven't been in good company, have you?

Can't say that I have been.

Word of advise, if you have to be thrown into a game, hope for one where you can at least stay Cybertronian. You'd be surprised how rare those are...

Really?

[What is this blasphamy.]

You've become human in one of these games? [By the All Spark, that sounds terrifying.]

[Oh, it only gets better, Ratchet.]

Human in one, fragging cat in another. Go ahead and guess how much fun I'm having.

[Oh scrap.]

Have you been... adjusting well to those physical changes?

You bet. Nothing easier than adjusting to organs. I'm a fan of breathing.

[Truth is she has, but like hell she'd admit it.]

Here's hoping your mun doesn't want to get "creative" with you anytime soon.

Thankfully her self confidence isn't too high.

She won't be sticking me in any of these games any time soon.

Not sure if that's good news or not. There's always memes and museboxes and those tend to get...interesting.

Edited 2013-12-07 03:52 (UTC)

Even then, she's hesitant.

She just finished the series after all.

Huh, maybe you're luckier than the rest of us. You're gonna make me jealous, Ratchet.

Edited (UGH SORRY FOR ALL THESE EDITS) 2013-12-07 03:58 (UTC)

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