The Bane Beneath
Title: The Bane Beneath
Continuity: TFP
Characters: Ratchet/Starscream
Rating: K
Disclaimer: Just fluff...no ownership.
Prompt: Ratchet/Starscream - "I can fix it"
...
Berating himself as he exited the groundbridge, Ratchet glanced uneasily at the slumped form of Starscream. While it was just he on duty, the seeker sent him a high frequency encoded message offering information for medical attention.
“Took you long enough Autobot” the flier sneered, hissing in pain as he moved.
Inspecting the damage, Ratchet sighed. He really had to stop going to proposition with Starscream. “What do you have that will interest me enough to help you Starscream?” Ratchet stated bluntly, unamused by the nervous look Starscream gave.
“You can’t fix me first?!” the seeker demanded, wincing again as more pain ran through his system.
“Well, I can fix it...” Ratchet smirked, “If you can tell me something that will make me want to stay, I will help you”
Starscream grunted in frustration, looking away from the Autobot medic. “Okay, so I may have exaggerated on how much information I can give you...”
With a huff, Ratchet turned his back on the seeker and began heading towards the groundbridge.
“WAIT!”
He stopped. He wasn’t sure what made him stop, but he did. Glancing back at the seeker, he saw a truly forlorn look across his face which made him want to help Starscream.
“Please...I thought you Autobots were keen on preserving life and helping those in need” Starscream kept talking, still looking absolutely pitiful.
Folding his arms and turning back, Ratchet sighed. “One: your life is not in danger, stop being so dramatic. And two: you may be in need of assistance, but you’ll probably stab us in the back the moment you get the chance”
A static laced yelp escaped Starscream as he crumpled over onto his side. Ratchet watched for a moment before again sighing.
“Frag it all” the medic mumbled as he moved to the seekers side. The brunt of the damage was merely singed armor, but Ratchet could see it wasn’t normal burns like that of a plasma blast...it looked like acid burns. “Airachnid” Ratchet surmised, glancing at the seeker’s face briefly. “So you’ve been poisoned by a spider bite” he stated, slight amusement evident in his vocals.
“Well...not a bit per say...” Starscream gasped out, writhing in pain.
“Whatever”
With a sigh, Ratchet grabbed his medical kit and pulled out an antidote. He had many on hand at base and in his medical kits as they were constantly having to fight the spider femme.
“It’s going to sting and make you hurt worse before you’ll feel better” Ratchet informed, again quite amused by this news himself.
With a small grumble, the seeker responded, “Did...you really need to tell me that?”
“Yes” and without asking, Ratchet inserted the needle into Starscream’s side and injected the seeker’s main energon line.
It wasn’t long before he saw the seeker in more obvious pain, writhing more and lots of hisses and static coming from the flier.
“It’s okay Starscream...you’ll be better soon” Ratchet soothed, unsure why he wished to comfort the seeker, nor why he even chose to stay after administering the treatment... Starscream had outright told him there was no information, so he really didn’t know why he should stay.
But he did.
After a moment or two, one of Starscream’s servos grasped at the old medic’s, weakly squeezing at the servo in desperate want of comfort.
Squeezing back firmly, Ratchet watched as the seeker began to calm. He kept ahold of Ratchet’s servo as he stopped wiggling so much, and he silenced his vents and vocalizer.
“Thank you...Ratchet” he eventually stated, carefully removing his servo and shakily pulling himself up.
Ratchet too stood up and huffed. “Next time actually have information or I might just leave you to offline”
“You won’t”
Frowning, the medic glared at the seeker. “And how would you know?”
All he received was a chuckle in return, as Starscream took a couple of unsteady paces away. “You alway fix what you can”
“Just because I can fix it doesn’t mean I will” Ratchet huffed before heading back towards the portal.
Before he left through it, he glanced back and caught optical contact with Starscream. The seeker smiled, but all Ratchet did was frown and walk through the portal.
Continuity: TFP
Characters: Ratchet/Starscream
Rating: K
Disclaimer: Just fluff...no ownership.
Prompt: Ratchet/Starscream - "I can fix it"
...
Berating himself as he exited the groundbridge, Ratchet glanced uneasily at the slumped form of Starscream. While it was just he on duty, the seeker sent him a high frequency encoded message offering information for medical attention.
“Took you long enough Autobot” the flier sneered, hissing in pain as he moved.
Inspecting the damage, Ratchet sighed. He really had to stop going to proposition with Starscream. “What do you have that will interest me enough to help you Starscream?” Ratchet stated bluntly, unamused by the nervous look Starscream gave.
“You can’t fix me first?!” the seeker demanded, wincing again as more pain ran through his system.
“Well, I can fix it...” Ratchet smirked, “If you can tell me something that will make me want to stay, I will help you”
Starscream grunted in frustration, looking away from the Autobot medic. “Okay, so I may have exaggerated on how much information I can give you...”
With a huff, Ratchet turned his back on the seeker and began heading towards the groundbridge.
“WAIT!”
He stopped. He wasn’t sure what made him stop, but he did. Glancing back at the seeker, he saw a truly forlorn look across his face which made him want to help Starscream.
“Please...I thought you Autobots were keen on preserving life and helping those in need” Starscream kept talking, still looking absolutely pitiful.
Folding his arms and turning back, Ratchet sighed. “One: your life is not in danger, stop being so dramatic. And two: you may be in need of assistance, but you’ll probably stab us in the back the moment you get the chance”
A static laced yelp escaped Starscream as he crumpled over onto his side. Ratchet watched for a moment before again sighing.
“Frag it all” the medic mumbled as he moved to the seekers side. The brunt of the damage was merely singed armor, but Ratchet could see it wasn’t normal burns like that of a plasma blast...it looked like acid burns. “Airachnid” Ratchet surmised, glancing at the seeker’s face briefly. “So you’ve been poisoned by a spider bite” he stated, slight amusement evident in his vocals.
“Well...not a bit per say...” Starscream gasped out, writhing in pain.
“Whatever”
With a sigh, Ratchet grabbed his medical kit and pulled out an antidote. He had many on hand at base and in his medical kits as they were constantly having to fight the spider femme.
“It’s going to sting and make you hurt worse before you’ll feel better” Ratchet informed, again quite amused by this news himself.
With a small grumble, the seeker responded, “Did...you really need to tell me that?”
“Yes” and without asking, Ratchet inserted the needle into Starscream’s side and injected the seeker’s main energon line.
It wasn’t long before he saw the seeker in more obvious pain, writhing more and lots of hisses and static coming from the flier.
“It’s okay Starscream...you’ll be better soon” Ratchet soothed, unsure why he wished to comfort the seeker, nor why he even chose to stay after administering the treatment... Starscream had outright told him there was no information, so he really didn’t know why he should stay.
But he did.
After a moment or two, one of Starscream’s servos grasped at the old medic’s, weakly squeezing at the servo in desperate want of comfort.
Squeezing back firmly, Ratchet watched as the seeker began to calm. He kept ahold of Ratchet’s servo as he stopped wiggling so much, and he silenced his vents and vocalizer.
“Thank you...Ratchet” he eventually stated, carefully removing his servo and shakily pulling himself up.
Ratchet too stood up and huffed. “Next time actually have information or I might just leave you to offline”
“You won’t”
Frowning, the medic glared at the seeker. “And how would you know?”
All he received was a chuckle in return, as Starscream took a couple of unsteady paces away. “You alway fix what you can”
“Just because I can fix it doesn’t mean I will” Ratchet huffed before heading back towards the portal.
Before he left through it, he glanced back and caught optical contact with Starscream. The seeker smiled, but all Ratchet did was frown and walk through the portal.