TFA 'verse. Autobot headquarters. A modicum of peace.
Ratchet watched Bittersweet... Myrrh, her name was Myrrh... walk toward Bumblebee's room, then turned and let himself into Optimus' room, only to stop short and scowl horrifically.
Blackarachnia lifted her head, optic band brightening in a scowl of her own as she hissed softly, "Don't you dare start yelling and wake him up!"
"What is this?" growled the elderly medic sotto voc.
"What does it look like." The tiny green femme snuggled back against Optimus as his arms tightened around her. "He's sleeping quietly."
"He's going to be fragged as slag when he wakes up and sees where you are," predicted Ratchet grimly.
"Well if Myrrh had listened to me he'd be waking up to his precious little bot. But since she decided to be difficult he's stuck with me. Unless you want to volunteer?"
Ratchet restrained himself from growling at her at the last minute, and instead scanned Optimus and saw that the younger mech was indeed resting peacefully. "Humph! If he starts waking up you get yourself the slag out of there, understand?"
From the movement of her head Blackarachia would have been rolling her optics at him if she'd been able. "Go away and let him sleep."
The medic snorted at her and gave her a dangerous look, then turned and left, closing the door behind him. He only started to stomp after he was far enough away so as to not disturb Optimus.
Blackarachnia sighed with relief, then settled down and resumed humming the song she'd caught Optimus listening to on the radio the day before, hoping that it would help his rest stay peaceful.
Blackarachnia lifted her head, optic band brightening in a scowl of her own as she hissed softly, "Don't you dare start yelling and wake him up!"
"What is this?" growled the elderly medic sotto voc.
"What does it look like." The tiny green femme snuggled back against Optimus as his arms tightened around her. "He's sleeping quietly."
"He's going to be fragged as slag when he wakes up and sees where you are," predicted Ratchet grimly.
"Well if Myrrh had listened to me he'd be waking up to his precious little bot. But since she decided to be difficult he's stuck with me. Unless you want to volunteer?"
Ratchet restrained himself from growling at her at the last minute, and instead scanned Optimus and saw that the younger mech was indeed resting peacefully. "Humph! If he starts waking up you get yourself the slag out of there, understand?"
From the movement of her head Blackarachia would have been rolling her optics at him if she'd been able. "Go away and let him sleep."
The medic snorted at her and gave her a dangerous look, then turned and left, closing the door behind him. He only started to stomp after he was far enough away so as to not disturb Optimus.
Blackarachnia sighed with relief, then settled down and resumed humming the song she'd caught Optimus listening to on the radio the day before, hoping that it would help his rest stay peaceful.