Shattered Shenanigans

25: What Informality?

They slowed to a stop once they got to a relatively sheltered area.

"What if he's tricking us?" Ratchet whispered.

Optimus transformed and raised a ridge at him.

"Okay, our Bumblebee's not bright, but he isn't stupid either." Ratchet grumbled and transformed.

"What did you say?" Optimus started, a little heated.

"Never mind!" Ratchet said and raised his servos as Bumblebee tried sneaking up on them even more. "We see you." He started.

That much was obvious, they were staring right at him. "No shit." He beeped.

"Oh my Primus, he swore." Ratchet muttered.

"Who are you?" He demanded.

"Ratchet."

"Optimus."

Bee blinked.

"From another dimension." Ratchet added.

"What?"

"You mean pardon." Optimus warned and Bumblebee shrunk away a bit.

"Yes it's confusing, I'm surprised your leader hasn't told you." Ratchet mumbled, sure, he was surprised. Wait a minute, he's manipulating him. Optimus was struggling to follow along. How was this going to work?

"What do you mean?" Bumblebee asked.

"Well, they caught me and not to long ago, and they got someone else from our dimension through." Ratchet explained smoothly.

Bumblebee narrowed his optics.

"He damaged the engines on your ship." Ratchet added and Bumblebees optics widened, suddenly believing him.

"What? Who was it?"

Ratchet and Optimus exchanged glances. Ratchet wanted to do some name calling and Optimus was convincing him not to. "One of the less nice mechs." Ratchet grumbled.

"Your, dimension, what's it like-"

"Same, but the morals are switched." Ratchet explained. He wasn't supposed to be that good at 'misguiding' bots!

"Would explain why you haven't gone at my throat." He grumbled and glanced at Optimus.

"I would never." Optimus said.

"Sure." He said disbelievingly.

"Well this is going rather well." Ratchet grumbled, "We're not fighting."

"Right." Bee said, "Sould probably get to that." And he got out a gun.

"That's not what I meant-" Ratchet started, quickly raising his servos in protest which the trigger happy mech across them misunderstood as a upcoming assault.

They found themselves behind a rock fairly quickly. "He's going to deplete his energon reserves if he keeps up that shooting." Ratchet grumbled as the rapid fire continued.

Then there were only clicks. "Frag."

"Language." Optimus started and poked his helm out of his hiding place but the bot had already fled. Optimus sat back down. "That could have gone worse."

"How?"

"He could have resorted to melee." Optimus grumbled and watched Ratchet get up, following soon after.

"We should request for a bridge, encase he's still around." He explained and Optimus could not have agreed more and called for a bridge.

When they got back to base, things were tense. And it was just Optimus' luck that Megatron was sitting on his favourite crate. But he wasn't going to be petty and insist to have the crate back, no he was going to sit on the Generator instead.

Good thing he did too, as it started floating agian. Megatron rumbled in amusement and Optimus looked over at him in question. "This is your role here? A glorified paper weight?" He teased.

"More or less." Soundwave snorted then retreated into the Medbay under Megatronus' glare.

"Better than a pain in our afts." Ratchet hissed back, not even looking up from the Dark matter generator. He was definitely pissed Megatron wasn't using the evil Autobots to get back home.

As if summoned by his thoughts, a signal popped up, and energon signal.

"Yes-yes-yes!" Megatronus started and Megatron glanced at him in disgust, probably affronted by his excitement.

"Energon signal-"

"No shit sherlock." Knockout said and sprung to his side.

"Energon?" Breakdown asked.

"That's what he just said." Starscream started as he carelessly walked past Megatron, who was still sitting on Optimus' favourite crate.

The disrespect Megatron was facing, he could clearly not comprehend it. Oh no, now he's sulking.

"Open a Ground-" Megatronus started.

"Yup yup." Soundwave quipped and pulled the lever, "Wait, who's going?" He started, suddenly panicked.

"You four, will stay." Megatronus said and gestured to Soundwave, Optimus, Ratchet and the tyrant. "Keep coms open." He said and led the rest through the ground bridge.

Once the Ground bridge closed, Megatron got up and looked over at Optimus.

Soundwave let out a odd croak sound in response.

"Are your Autobots this informal outside of battle?" He asked.

Optimus blinked. How should he know? Well, he did catch Bumblebee trying yoga a while ago... Or whatever that was... "Not this informal." Then the image of Bulkhead trying to roll around on a log popped into his processor.

Megatron saw the doubt creep in. "Really?"

"Well, I am unsure as what you would define as 'fun'." Optimus shot back.

"Murder." Ratchet helped out. "Genocide-" Optimus cut him off with his optics. Meanwhile, Soundwave was waiting for the fight to break out. "Poetry-"

"You write poetry too?" Soundwave started, ignoring his pissed glare.

"No-"

"He used to." Optimus grumbled, as if he was going to let Megatron lie and get away with it.

"Can I read-"

"I don't have them." Megatron snarled and got up, Soundwave put some more distance between them.

"Argh!" Ratchet started as some sparks flew.

Within 2 seconds the generator flew up and had squashed Optimus into the ceiling. "Hurk!" Optimus managed to get out before the generator dropped down again.

"Catch it!" Ratchet said with enough urgency in his voice to convince Megatron to do just that. He caught it with ease and let Optimus fall beside it.

Optimus got up painfully, "Perhaps you should just bolt it down?" He suggested and Megatron put the generator down where it was.

"Yeaaaa, I suppose we should." Soundwave said and deployed Laserbeak who poorly navigated around Megatron.

Megatron seemed to have had enough of everything. "Is there anywhere I can recharge?"

"A vault has been cleared, a berth has been moved in-" Soundwave started.

"Number?"

"1."

Then Megatron was gone, and they where all relieved. Although Ratchet was glaring at Soundwave for some reason.

"What?" He asked.

"Well for one, you could have bolted down the generator the moment it started floating. And two, his berthroom is around the corner from ours!" Ratchet hissed.

"Yea, you guys were gone when we were discussing rooms, and no one wanted to be near him." Soundwave grumbled.