What d'ya want?!

Ratchet glanced up from the medical device he was working on when he heard Wheeljack. Raising an optic ridge the medic looked at him skeptically. “I might, depending on if you’re injured. Are you?”

"Come on, put it down for a bit and we’ll go refuel. I can help you when we get back, how’s that?" He gave Ratchet a hopeful look, prepared to steal the scanner if he had to.

"All right, fine. You win Wheeljack. We'll go down to the rec room and grab a cube. Maybe even chat for a bit, if you can convince me. But you have to assist me when we return!"

"Maybe you should recruit Snarl to help you next time. I’m sure the two of you could push over Sludge. Just don’t start too big of a fight, okay? I don’t feel like fixing the lot of you."

"Hmm. Let me guess, you two finally decided to shape up and no longer pick fights with others, and will do your best to stay in one piece? Oh, and you have finally ceased pulling pranks?"

"Nope! We’re not dead!" *tackle hug* "And this." Dumps item in the medic’s hands before running like hell, cackling all the while*

Ratchet glanced up from the medical device he was working on when he heard Wheeljack. Raising an optic ridge the medic looked at him skeptically. “I might, depending on if you’re injured. Are you?”

"You refueled yet?" A pause and a suspicious look. "…or at all today?"

Ratchet huffed and turned his head to the side. "Not yet. I have been far too busy fixing all of these scanners while First Aid takes cares of the medbay. We need these completed soon, or we won't have anything by the next battle."

((Why no sir, I do not have an addiction to making flower crowns. What could have possibly given you that idea?))

Can’t stop won’t stop must make flower crowns.))

Psst look at the captions.))

And no, I am probably not done making these dumb flower crown things. They are far too enjoyable.))

Placing red servos on matching colored hips, Ratchet huffed. “Don’t tell me, you got a bit too trigger happy at the firing range again? Or did you try to spar with the Dinobots like I told you not to?”

Ratchet knew it shouldn’t be too frustrating for the Dinobot though; the object was always visible, and there was a reference to the image in the corner. He placed the datapad on the table within reach of Grimlock’s arms. “Once you find the object, all you have to do is touch it. Then the game will move on to the next level. Let’s see how far you get, okay?”

"Hello Swoop. I didn’t think you had a lesson today. Is something the matter?"

"Maybe you should recruit Snarl to help you next time. I'm sure the two of you could push over Sludge. Just don't start too big of a fight, okay? I don't feel like fixing the lot of you."