"Solicitude" - A Red Alert/Inferno one-shot
"Get away from me, Inferno!" Red Alert glared, clenching his fists and backing away. "I don't want to be around you!"
"But…Red…" Inferno stopped, confused. Only minutes before, the two had been chatting and enjoying their break from work, but all of a sudden the situation had plunged downhill: Red's attitude had turned heated and aggressive. "Ah'm yer friend…" he stretched out his hand, gently touching Red Alert's arm.
"I said GET AWAY!" Red swung at Inferno's arm angrily, knocking it away.
The fire truck stumbled backwards, distress spreading across his normally jaunty face. "Red…I just wan'ta help ya….I ain't gonna do you any harm…"
"No! You say that now, but you're just like the others! You think I'm not good for anything except spare parts!" Red's voice rose to a panicked shriek. "You think I'm a glitch-head and you want to steal my position for yourself!" The alarms on his head sparked and flashed a disturbingly bright blue. Red Alert clutched his helmet, his face twisting in pain.
"Red!" Inferno rushed forward, his hands lightly gripping the Lamborghini's shoulders. "Red, don't you worry, I'll call Ratchet, he'll help ya!"
Inferno started to send a message to the med bay on his comm. link, but Red Alert lashed out at him, smashing Inferno's communication circuitry and snarling. "No! You-" Another flash of light consumed Red Alert, and Inferno reflexively released his grip. When the glow died down, Red Alert's entire body was shaking and his optics darkening. "No…you won't…you can't..." Red slumped to the floor, his helmet sparking. "I won't let them fix me…"
Inferno knelt down. "Red…it's okay…no one's gonna hurt ya." He stroked Red's cheek gently, an immense sadness gripping him as he took in the sight of his damaged friend. "I won't let anyone take you apart, or try to snatch yer job. Yer safe."
"No…" Red moaned, his optics flickering. "I'm-I'm a glitch…I'm no good, I don't mean anything to anyone…"
"Ya mean a heck of a lot to me, Red," Inferno said softly, sliding his arms around the security director's frame and gently lifting him from the floor. As he headed towards the med bay, he softly rested his helmet against Red Alert's, holding his partner close in his arms.
"But…Red…" Inferno stopped, confused. Only minutes before, the two had been chatting and enjoying their break from work, but all of a sudden the situation had plunged downhill: Red's attitude had turned heated and aggressive. "Ah'm yer friend…" he stretched out his hand, gently touching Red Alert's arm.
"I said GET AWAY!" Red swung at Inferno's arm angrily, knocking it away.
The fire truck stumbled backwards, distress spreading across his normally jaunty face. "Red…I just wan'ta help ya….I ain't gonna do you any harm…"
"No! You say that now, but you're just like the others! You think I'm not good for anything except spare parts!" Red's voice rose to a panicked shriek. "You think I'm a glitch-head and you want to steal my position for yourself!" The alarms on his head sparked and flashed a disturbingly bright blue. Red Alert clutched his helmet, his face twisting in pain.
"Red!" Inferno rushed forward, his hands lightly gripping the Lamborghini's shoulders. "Red, don't you worry, I'll call Ratchet, he'll help ya!"
Inferno started to send a message to the med bay on his comm. link, but Red Alert lashed out at him, smashing Inferno's communication circuitry and snarling. "No! You-" Another flash of light consumed Red Alert, and Inferno reflexively released his grip. When the glow died down, Red Alert's entire body was shaking and his optics darkening. "No…you won't…you can't..." Red slumped to the floor, his helmet sparking. "I won't let them fix me…"
Inferno knelt down. "Red…it's okay…no one's gonna hurt ya." He stroked Red's cheek gently, an immense sadness gripping him as he took in the sight of his damaged friend. "I won't let anyone take you apart, or try to snatch yer job. Yer safe."
"No…" Red moaned, his optics flickering. "I'm-I'm a glitch…I'm no good, I don't mean anything to anyone…"
"Ya mean a heck of a lot to me, Red," Inferno said softly, sliding his arms around the security director's frame and gently lifting him from the floor. As he headed towards the med bay, he softly rested his helmet against Red Alert's, holding his partner close in his arms.