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A Series of Events	By : zypherion Category: Transformers > G1 > Het - M/F Views: 1659 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers,nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. I do own copyrights to all OCs in this fic.

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It was the knock at my door that woke me up. "Yes?" I called out.
"It's Grapple, we are ready to do your checkup now." came the answer from beyond the door.
"Coming." I called back and headed to the door, pressing the pressure pad to open it.
He smiled and nodded to me, "After you. Let's see if you remember how to get there."
The tease to his tone earned him a smile, "Probably could find it blindfolded." I stated.
The check up was something I was sort of dreading, I wasn't too keen on them as a human and I expected to soon learn not to be too keen on them here as well. Sitting on the med table I listened intently to every word as Ratchet and Wheeljack explained what scans they were taking, they asked me to perform different physical tasks as well as mental ones, then came the part that freaked me out a bit. Removing my chest/torso area, which essentially was my hood in car mode, they accessed what they called the laser core where the spark was contained.
"Wait... how did I get a spark?" I asked, bewildered by this as they found a small mirror so I could see inside myself. There was the smallest shard of light within the space that was many times larger than it.
Wheeljack explained, "That there is the piece that Shark broke off of himself. We think that when he put it inside your human body and infused his spark energy into you to keep you alive that your personality and such transferred over."
I stared at that tiny shard, then asked, "Is it going to get any bigger?" After all Shark's had seemed huge when I was human.
Ratchet hmmed, then slowly nodded. "We believe it will. The crystal shard should replicate itself over time until your spark is full size."
Shark poked his head in, "She nearly done? Prime said I have to give her the grand tour."
Unconsciously I had covered my opened chest like I would have if I were topless and a guy walked in on me.
Wheeljack turned toward him, "A few more minutes, you stay out there for her."
He nodded and disappeared from sight. The medics finished their work and put my armor back on, then sent me on my way for the tour.
Shark grinned slightly, just a hint of those pointy teeth of his visible, "So I think we should start from the entrance and work our way through." he stated as he led the way.
I had no issue with that, following along as he told me what was behind each door. I took note of every empty room and every one that was occupied. Eventually we came back toward the entrance but stopped short of it. "I saved the best for last." he told me as he gestured that I follow.
I had noticed he hadn't led me down a short hallway where I could hear voices coming from a room at the end of it.
So when we got there, he gestured at the gathered group, "The rec room."
Those who were taking a break from working on fixing the ship were sitting around in small groups, chatting and sipping on a glowing liquid.
"What's that stuff they are drinking?" I asked.
"Oh that's energon. Didn't Prime tell you how to operate the cooler?" Shark inquired.
"Well yes, just not what I expected is all." I replied.
Shark moved over to the cooler to get a couple small containers, offering me one. "Give it a try, going to have to get used to it after all."
I hmmed softly, taking a cautious sip. The taste wasn't bad, but it was different from anything else I ever drank in my life. Neither sweet nor sour, not spicy or bland. It was a sort of an oddly pleasant middle ground of palatable. "Not bad." I commented.
There was a groan from a few mechs, a rather jubilant Jazz snickered, "Pay up mechs! I won the bet!"
I eyed the mech. Shark spoke up for me, "Really? You bet on what this time? A spit take versus not?"
Jazz just grinned as he got his winnings, "Of course I bet no, just call it a really educated guess."
I idly tapped the container I was holding, murmuring, "You know Jazz, you didn't quite earn the right to not call me ma’am before... so perhaps for a time you shall be calling me Mistress hm?"
Jazz lost that smile for a moment, then it slowly crept back upon his lips as he approached me. "All right then, Mistress it is." he made a courtly sort of bow, complete with flourish of his arms and hands.
I smirked, "Damned straight."
Now there was a loud clap and a hoot from the corner, "Second bet won by yours truly." that came from Cliffjumper.
I sighed and asked, "Do I want to know?" peering hard at him as I sipped on the energon in my container.
For a moment the minibot looked positively mollified by the gaze I gave him, then he grinned and said, "Uhm… no Mistress?"
I smirked behind the cup, "Good mech."
Shark just chuckled, then commented, "Never seen this lot behave this quickly. Usually takes Prime…" then he stopped and saluted, "Hello sir."
"Shark. Everyone." came that deep voice, "I trust the tour is complete?"
The mech nodded, "Yes sir, all toured out and squared away."
"Good. Finish your break everyone. We need to finish repairs before the end of the solar cycle." there was a short pause as he looked toward me, "If you would like to pitch in, we would welcome your assistance."
I smiled and nodded, "I would be happy to help."
"Excellent." he replied, then turned and headed out.
The rest of the day, or solar cycle to them, was spent working on repairing the ship and getting everything back to normal. We also spent time erecting an exterior warning system that wouldn't call attention to itself from any inquisitive humans hiking around the area as well as getting a better shield system put into place. By the end of said solar cycle, which was nearly midnight, we were all dirty, grimy, but had accomplished all the tasks set to us.
"Hit the wash racks when you can everyone and make sure to get an energon ration in before recharge." Prime announced.
I glanced at Shark with an inquisitive look. "Could you show me how to use the wash racks?" I asked him as he caught that look.
He nodded, "Yeah, sure thing."
The group of us headed to the wash racks, which was what I would consider the world's largest shower facility I have ever seen. No tile floor though. Just the smooth metal walls, floor and ceiling that made up the ship. The shower heads were of two different types from what I could tell from a distance. As I watched the others take to them Shark began to explain it all to me.
"See the panel there. It's split up into two parts. The right side controls the sonic shower, which are the wider and shallower heads. The sonics use sound vibration to help remove the lighter dirt and grime from not just your external armor, but inside you as well. Comes in really handy if you got a bunch of dirt crammed into a knee or elbow joint. The panel on the left is for a mild chemical agent that comes out of the narrower heads. You can adjust the level of sonics and chemicals from low to high. I can show you that more in depth when you get a turn."
I nodded as I observed the first five mechs program out their wash racks and watched the showers spring to life. The cleansers had an addition to it, small arms with brushes come out to scrub away at their armor. I chuckled, "Sort of like a car wash, but standing up." I remarked.
"Car wash?" he asked.
"Yeah, maybe I'll have to take you to one some time." I said, "Should be experienced and not explained."
He nodded, "Fair enough. As you can see the cleanser chemical solution gets sprayed on and the scrubbers come out to remove as much dirt as possible, then another mist of rinsing agent is applied. The process can be repeated until the dirt is all gone. If you want you can opt for a wax mist and dry. But knowing most of these guys, they'll probably drip dry and do a hands on wax later."
I hmmed softly to that comment as the first group finished and the second group stepped in. They weren't in there that long really. Perhaps as long as a cash wash if my estimation wasn't far off. Offhand I asked, "Is the chemical, rinse, or wax at all warm or even hot?"
Shark stared at me a moment and then nodded. "Oh yeah, sure."
Eventually my turn came up and Shark stepped up to the wash rack with me. He told me how to control the sonics first and stood by just in case it was too much for me. Cautioning me to take it on a low to get used to it was advice I took as sound so I kept it low so my body would get adjusted, then slowly turning it up. I found where my tolerance level was quickly enough so adjusted down so it was below it yet removing the light amount of dirt. Then he showed me how to adjust the chemical part of it, including temperature, amount sprayed, if it was misted or more of an actual shower effect. I played with it awhile until I got it exactly where I wanted it. Then he showed me how to control the scrubber arms so that it was a pleasant experience. Then the instructions for the rinsing agent was a 'do it like the cleanser, just press these buttons'. This done he asked if I wanted to know how to do the wax and dry, which of course I did. He went through that and I got a nice hot wax job as well as all dried. I glanced at him, half way smeared with now muddy dirt and halfway still dry dirt. "Get your shower there, Mister Jaws, I'm heading to the rec room."
He cocked his head, "Mister Jaws? Hmmm. I like it."
I chuckled, "Good." Moving off to the rec room and leaving him alone there in the wash racks.
There was an odd hush that fell upon the group as I came into the rec room which lasted exactly 2.53 seconds, then the discussion picked up again. I got myself some energon and settled onto a couch. The group quieted again when Prime came in with Shark, both chatting quietly with each other. Apparently the Autobot leader, who had got as grimy and dirty as the rest of us, had taken to the wash racks after I had left. Since the couch I was on had room, the two headed over with their rations. Prime sat down to my left and Shark to my right. That old feeling of being out of place, the wall flower, the shy one, the one that everyone used to mostly ignore... well the latter one was replaced by everyone paying attention to me. That made my uneasy feeling slightly worse, but I smiled and bore it quietly. I chatted with the two mechs beside me, Prime was complimentary of my work ethic and Shark snickered about how I put so many mechs into place it was like I was brandishing a verbal whip. Eventually though I got up and bade them a good night. Then I paused at the door jamb as I heard someone whisper something that I thought I'd never hear… no I imagined that… had to be tired from the long day. But I turned toward Prime, calmly saying, "I'd like my human body to be given to my family so it can be put to rest, can we arrange that tomorrow?"
Prime nodded. "Yes, of course."
Then I departed, headed toward my room, entered and turned off the lights to sit in the dark. For the first time in this body I cried.
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