Mini Fic - Doctors Orders
Title: Doctor's Orders
Continuity: G1
Rating: PG-13
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Ratchet/Hoist, First Aid
Warnings: None
Summary: Prompt from tf_rare_pairing on LJ; Ratchet/Hoist - playing doctor
Notes: Apologies for any errors, I'm currently limited to notepad and am missing my spellchecker like you wouldn't believe.
Part of the Oath and Covenant AU. Series masterpost here
Disclaimer: Transformers and all related stuff still doesn't belong to me :(
"Out." The command is so unexpected I am outside my office before I realise what has happened. Settling my weight to resist the mech pulling me along I grab onto the nearest berth with my free hand.
Hoist glares at me as he is yanked to a stop, his mass not enough to move me. "Your shift ended, if you hadn't noticed."
"I have reports that need finishing."
Hoist's optics flicker over to the other side of the medbay. "Aid is here now and you've already cleaned everything. He can finish the padwork rather than standing around doing nothing." The Protectobot in question merely nods and waves us out, and despite the full surgical mask he wears I can see his amusement.
"But."
"But nothing." Hoist cuts me off before I am able to say anything. "Doctor's orders. You need to catch up on your recharge." The tugging pressure on my arm doesn't cease and it is clear that both of them will be willing to keep nagging till I give in. "Look. We can do this the easy way or the hard way."
"Easy way?"
"You walk."
"And the hard way?"
A smirk spreads across his face. "We knock you offline and go find some mechs willing to drag you back to your quarters." I can already see the gleeful look on Sideswipe's face.
"You wouldn't." His expression doesn't change and I am forced to conclude that he would. "Fine." He is dragging me to the door almost before I have finished speaking. "So, any other orders you want to give while you are in the midst of your mutiny?"
The slag eating grin on his face makes me wonder what I have just let myself in for. "Well, if you want a professional opinion: you could do with a good scrub in the washracks, a cube or two of highgrade and a good 'facing. You're far too tense."
I suppose I should have been expecting that. Underneath the calm, competant professional attitude Hoist really is a kinky glitch. I just hope Red Alert wasn't on duty to hear that declaration, this part of the corridor is within audio range of one of his cameras and I'll never get any recharge if he gets dragged in because Hoist has been, and I quote from when he last overheard something; 'replaced with an intruder'.
"You offering?"
"I suppose somebody should make sure you follow your doctors orders."
Stopping outside my door I nod slowly. "That's very true, I am a very stubborn patient."
Hoist grins. "Very stubborn. I'll have to keep a very close optic on you."
I palm the door pad and stand aside to let him in. "You know, I'll have to keep on overworking if this is the usual treatment."
He laughs as he disappears into my washrack. "Your doctor insists that you step through here for a full checkup."
Continuity: G1
Rating: PG-13
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Ratchet/Hoist, First Aid
Warnings: None
Summary: Prompt from tf_rare_pairing on LJ; Ratchet/Hoist - playing doctor
Notes: Apologies for any errors, I'm currently limited to notepad and am missing my spellchecker like you wouldn't believe.
Part of the Oath and Covenant AU. Series masterpost here
Disclaimer: Transformers and all related stuff still doesn't belong to me :(
"Out." The command is so unexpected I am outside my office before I realise what has happened. Settling my weight to resist the mech pulling me along I grab onto the nearest berth with my free hand.
Hoist glares at me as he is yanked to a stop, his mass not enough to move me. "Your shift ended, if you hadn't noticed."
"I have reports that need finishing."
Hoist's optics flicker over to the other side of the medbay. "Aid is here now and you've already cleaned everything. He can finish the padwork rather than standing around doing nothing." The Protectobot in question merely nods and waves us out, and despite the full surgical mask he wears I can see his amusement.
"But."
"But nothing." Hoist cuts me off before I am able to say anything. "Doctor's orders. You need to catch up on your recharge." The tugging pressure on my arm doesn't cease and it is clear that both of them will be willing to keep nagging till I give in. "Look. We can do this the easy way or the hard way."
"Easy way?"
"You walk."
"And the hard way?"
A smirk spreads across his face. "We knock you offline and go find some mechs willing to drag you back to your quarters." I can already see the gleeful look on Sideswipe's face.
"You wouldn't." His expression doesn't change and I am forced to conclude that he would. "Fine." He is dragging me to the door almost before I have finished speaking. "So, any other orders you want to give while you are in the midst of your mutiny?"
The slag eating grin on his face makes me wonder what I have just let myself in for. "Well, if you want a professional opinion: you could do with a good scrub in the washracks, a cube or two of highgrade and a good 'facing. You're far too tense."
I suppose I should have been expecting that. Underneath the calm, competant professional attitude Hoist really is a kinky glitch. I just hope Red Alert wasn't on duty to hear that declaration, this part of the corridor is within audio range of one of his cameras and I'll never get any recharge if he gets dragged in because Hoist has been, and I quote from when he last overheard something; 'replaced with an intruder'.
"You offering?"
"I suppose somebody should make sure you follow your doctors orders."
Stopping outside my door I nod slowly. "That's very true, I am a very stubborn patient."
Hoist grins. "Very stubborn. I'll have to keep a very close optic on you."
I palm the door pad and stand aside to let him in. "You know, I'll have to keep on overworking if this is the usual treatment."
He laughs as he disappears into my washrack. "Your doctor insists that you step through here for a full checkup."