just had a funny thought of injured human getting some rest in some makeshift bed at base, Ratchet keeping a eye on them as they sleep...
And then there's the rest of the crew quietly trying to sneak up in order to move the human to a safer space if you know what I mean... But Ratchet is a no go with it so here he is swatting the others away like they are dogs tryna sneak a bite of food lol.
Just a funny thought, Wanted to share because I haven't found much other transformers v.ore blogs like your account
Also I am too suffering from writers block đź’”
Yes, writers block is not the best but I am trying to slowly break through it.
Letting out a warning grunt, Ratchets servos tightened around the wrench, throwing a glare at Bee diving back behind the wall, letting out another grunt, this time sounding more exhausted.
Apparently it’s an open season as soon as the scent of blood hits the air, every autobot popping in to his medbay to see who needed “help and rest", only to be shooed away by an angry medic. One of the humans hurt them selfs during their attempt to sneak with autobots on to the mission, thankfully it looked worse then it actually is, scarring everyone to Pits when in reality there was nothing to be scared for. Now though the human was peacefully resting, snuggled in piles of gathered from every corner of the base blankets, tiered from panic and a bit of blood loss, their leg wrapped up tightly with help of Jack, unaware at the fight Ratchet had to go through, bravely fighting bots away from the human to actually let them rest on their own.
“Ratchet, are you sure the---"
“They are FINE!” angrily mumbling at Bulkhead, Ratchet shook his tool at the bot, taking step to the side to block the path to his human patient, optics darting at Arcee, who just leaned on the door frame, servos folded on chest, glancing at the human as well “They need rest, so leave them for pits sake alone! You have other humans to make sure they “rest". Like Miko, go find her and leave my patient alone!" Pointing his wrench at them, he can see Bulkhead take a step back, but still glance at the human, who let out a soft but grumpy hum, rolling over to the side to try and get sleep. “ Okay, that’s it, Out!” swiping at both bots, Ratchet gently as he could pushed them out of the room and closed the shutter, leaving him and human alone. The humming from human grew faint and soon enough they were quiet once again, the only noise coming from them was now the sound of their breathing and shuffling of fabrick when ever they turned. Primus, why cant human stay in one position when recharging. Letting out a quite sigh of relief, doctor walked over, able to somewhat sense the energy field radiating from human, giving away their emotions, and right now they are very-very tired. He did notice that they were far more exhausted even before the injury, and passing out after they were tended to, practically falling asleep in his servos, now back deep asleep, and giving Ratchet some peace of mind and quiet. Grunting, he left the human alone to rest, walking to his other table and focusing on his own work, but the smell of human and faint stench of blood was not mixing well for him right now. He can feel lubricant pool behind his intake, and hunger of not getting enough energon was getting to him. Worst of all the short time solution was right by his side, with no chanse to run away with their bad foot. But coding won this time as the human WAS getting rest and healing, so he shook his head, focusing back on the work.
After some time he had to leave to get something, leaving the room, expecting the rest of the team to actually respect his wishes to let his patient rest, especially after threatening them with consequences. Glancing at the team as he left the room, he can see Miko missing and Bulkhead as well, meaning either bot calmed down his parental instincts those human children woke in every bot or took her home. Or on a ride, who knows. Continuing his path, he walked to the storage unit, glancing around neatly organized space that y/n helped to make, making finding things a bit easier. Instead of digging through boxes to find something, all he had to do is just look a bit and leave. Going back to his room, Ratchet glanced at the room, squinting at team, when he spotted small human girl, doodling on sofa with legs crossed. Oh no. Quickly speeding up, Ratchet ran to his room, slamming in to doorway and threw a glare at...
“Bulkhead!” screaming on top of his vocals, Ratchet rushed at the big green bot, who turned around with human half out of his intake, limp, to tired to move, or maybe to deep asleep to even react. The green bot froze, servos gently supporting the kid he was about to swallow until Ratchet returned, now rushing at him and swiping the human out of his jaws, with wrecker not even resisting. The human was covered in lubricant, hair whet and sticky, slowly coming to reality, grunting out something in confusion while Ratchet cradled them against his chassis and using other servo to assault the bot, slamming his fist against wrecker making the ladder flinch at sudden physical respond “They need rest! Proper REST! FOR SCARP SAKE LEAVE THEM ALONE”
“I- i- they would be resting" trying to protect him self from angry ambulance, Bulkhead lifted his servos up while Ratchet continued his barrage of attacks, metal clanging loudly against his frame. “I wanted to make sure they okay!”
“Okay my aft! Leave them alone you sire coded maniac!” kicking the bot out, Ratchet grunted with anger. “Freaking parental coding! Go take it out on other humans!”
