#wobbles

Rung thought he was going to have a nice evening.

He had just finished with the last appointments of the day and felt like he had earned a nice walk.

It would certainly help in destressing from hours of sitting in the same spot.

Maybe he would go to Swerve’s later and treat himself to a new drink.

His train of thought derailed the moment he heard a shriek and something falling on the ground multiple times.

The orange mech quickly ran to the source of the noise.

Rung skids to a stop when he rounds the corner. Wobbles is on the ground, groaning and clutching their bleeding helm. They look up at him and give him a wobbly smile. Wobbles: “Hey Rung… Mind helping a bot out?” Rung: “What in the Allspark happened!?” He is by their side and helps them stand. Wobbles has to lean more on Rung’s frame. Wobbles: “Don’t know? One click I was upstairs, then the next I’m kissing the floor… hey when did you get more eyebrows? Did Whirl make you get more?” Rung tries to walk with Wobbles. Rung: “No I did not get more eyebrows. Hmm, surely falling from the last floor wouldn’t give you that cut.” Wobbles: “Huh? No I was at the upper deck.” Rung: “… Wobbles we are on the lower deck… There are more than 5 flights of stairs in between…” Wobbles: “There are? No wonder it felt so long… Did someone dim the lights?” Rung: “I’m getting First Aid.”

Rung had never seen the medic run so quickly without using his alt mode.

He had done his best to wipe the excess energon leaking on Wobbles face, but all efforts proved to be in vain.

Wobbles was gently sat down on the floor while First Aid carefully cupped their face and tried to see if their optics would focus on his small flashlight.

The optics didn’t follow most of the directions.

Bad news.

With Rungs help, Wobbles was placed on First Aid’s back and quickly sent to the med bay.

Thankfully the wound looked worse than what it really was.

Ambulon was helping wobbles sit up a bit while readjusting the med slab. First Aid and Ratchet come over. The former was looking through some surveillance footage Blaster had sent him. Ratchet: “First Aid tells me that Rung found you bleeding on the floor of the bottom of the lower decks stairs.” Wobbles: “Yeep!” Ratchet raises an optic at the loud response. Ambulon: “Pain killers make them a bit loud.” Ratchet: “Anyways… Rung also said something about you falling from the stairs… from the upper deck?” Wobbles gives him a loopy smile and nods. Ratchet: “That explains—” CRUNCH! First Aid had crushed the data pad in his shaking servos. First Aid: “…Excuse me for a moment…” Wobbles waves at their Amica as he leaves. Wobbles: “Bring me back some Rust Sticks!” Ambulon: “Wobbles you hate Rust Sticks.” Wobbles: “They are for you.” Ambulon: “…” Ratchet facepalms. Velocity sighs loudly from the other side of the med bay.

First Aid had marched right into Ultra Magnus’s office and told him to see the security footage Blaster had sent on his file.

Now normally Magnus would question why the medic had barged into his office in such a matter but given that last time he came in with similar fury, it was justifiable… he let it sly.

The pair watched on video Wobbles heading to the stairs and looking down.

Suddenly a familiar looking mech came running from behind and kicked Wobbles square in the back before making a run for it.

The mech was one of the bots that was put in the brig for Wobbles bullying and it looked like he came back for vengeance.

Magnus told First Aid that he would handle this problem personally and that he would be coming to the med bay shortly to see Wobbles.

First Aid was about to leave when he saw a shadow on the wall outside Magnus office.

A familiar Empurata frame…

First Aid: “Hey, Ultra Magnus, you might want to get going.” Magnus: “I will be leaving as soon as I can get Megatron and Rodimus online and tell them that I will not be attending today’s meeting.” First Aid: “… I think Whirl overheard us.” Magnus stops typing. First Aid: “And I’m pretty sure he ran to Swerve’s for reinforcements.” Magnus quickly gets out of his chair and starts running out the door. Meanwhile in the med bay… Ambulon: “WOBBLES DON’T EAT THAT!” Wobbles: “I WANNA!” Ambulon: “THAT IS A SCAPEL! STOP! DON’T DO THAT—DID YOU JUST BITE ME!?” Wobbles: “AND I’D DO IT AGAIN!” Velocity on the datapad: “Note. Do not use the anesthesia in drawer C on wobbles. Biting is a high probability of happening.”