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Deviation Actions

Published: Jul 22, 2013

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Ratchet was NOT pleased. It was only because of Optimus's 'robots in disguise' rule that he wasn't blaring his agitation to everyone within a twenty mile radius. He was en route to the local hospital where Jack's mother, June Darby, was working late. He'd been told to pick her up, as Agent Fowler had suffered yet another hit by the 'Cons. Idiot; he wished the agent had the sense of the children to stay with their assigned guardian. Oh...right...He'd forgotten, in his irritation, that Fowler didn't have a guardian. Unlike the children, Fowler only appeared to them when the government asked him to.

He pulled into the parking lot, heading for the docking station after checking his scanner. He parked himself at the dock, waiting for June; while waiting, he took the chance to look over the building. It was impressively large for a human-built structure, and Ratchet wasn't able to immediately count how many humans were rushing about. One was surely June Darby, so he sat back on his tires and his engine went silent, waiting for the human to come down to him.

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//OPTIMUS!//

The angry and startled roar over the comm link was what cause the leader to ungracefully stumble and nearly fall over Arcee. Optimus regained his balance and replied to the medic once he'd recovered from the shock. "Ratchet? Are you alright?" The leader had concern, with some leftover shock, in his expression.

//NO I'M NOT SLAGGING ALRIGHT! I'VE BEEN BOT-NAPPED!//

Optimus paused, then looked at his team with a blankly confused expression. He gained only similarly confused reactions, and replied to Ratchet after another pause. "I do not understand-" He started, cutting himself off as Ratchet yelled again.

//Sent to collect Miss Darby, I waited here for an hour. One of the humans mistook me for one of the ambulances belonging to the hospital, and DROVE ME INTO THE CAGED LOT THAT HOLDS THE AMBULANCES! I'm two nano-clicks away from emanating Bumblebee by using that 'possessed car' routine he used to pull!//

Optimus's optics grew large as he evaluated the situation. He looked to Agent Fowler, winced, then turned his gaze to the children. "Jack." The boy looked up curiously. "We have a situation."

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Jack was bright red in the face as his mother stumbled through an explanation as to why the strange ambulance (which had been oddly enough blasting very angry rage-filled music for the past hour and a half) was being reclaimed by the government. Thankfully she was a well-liked nurse, and the staff figured she didn't need to be pried upon, so the official with her son was allowed to take the vehicle without much question.

Although it was a bit strange that the official insisted he could drive it with a broken hand, wrapped in a still-setting cast that June had insisted upon treating herself. Odder still that the radio blared out 'See ya suckahs!' as it left the lot, both Jack and June awkward-faced as they gave each other glances. June rolled her eyes and patted her son on his shoulder.

"Next time, send Arcee. I'll take my chances with a sentient two-wheeler than deal with someone who channels death-metal when he's angry."