Ratchet packed up his instruments for the day. He cleared the operating table and cleaned away the debris from the past seventeen hours, meticulously placing everything back in order so that after he roused from recharge, he could launch straight back into the fray. This was the repair job to end all repair jobs, and although he’d been slaving away
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"Ratcher was right your new pint job DOSE make you look yonger Optimus. Would you mind showing me were the quarters for your human friends are Maggie needs to get some rest. After that you can give me the grand tour of the base hmm?"
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"Ah, yes. Maggie," Optimus crouched to speak to the human. "Thank you for accompanying Elita. We have a few rooms set up for humans, I hope they are adequate." He held out a hand for her to climb onto before standing to accompany Elita. His free hand reached out to twine with hers as they left the medbay.
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"Uh, no problem. It was interesting. Better than staying home." She said. "And a room sounds great. And sleep, that sounds good too."
She climbed into Optimus's hand without a second thought. Her eyes felt heavy and sleep was near.
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"So Optimus shall we stop by your office after we get Maggie to bed? She looks ready to pass out right now."
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Closing the door to her room (not that any Autobot except maybe Bumblebee could try to fit inside), he slid an arm around Elita's waist as he guided her away.
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"You know I mean it. Anything," he said, his fingers on her waist stroking gently over her armour.
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"Then you better show a femme you quarters shouldn't you solider?"
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