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A Series of Events	By : zypherion Category: Transformers > G1 > Het - M/F Views: 1659 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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When I awoke some time later it was early morning and I was ready to deal with the business of getting my human body to my family. I walked to where I saw it last, but didn't find it there. Though Ratchet was there so I asked about it and he told me it had been readied for transport and should be with Trailbreaker. So I want to the mechs room and knocked, he answered and nodded.
"Ready to go then?" he asked.
"As ready as I can be." I replied.
I led the way to where my Mother's house. She probably was still asleep so we took pains to be quiet about off loading. I put a note with the boxed up body that I had written up before I had gone into recharge the night previous. I hoped it would help lessen the shock. Then we left and Trailbreaker did his best to lift my morose mood. By the time we got back to base, I was feeling emotionally better about it and hopeful for my future with these mechs.
After what I thought I heard the night before, I had determined what I was going to do if I heard anything that sounded 'sexually inappropriate' when it came to comments about me. So when I got to the rec room, a number of the mechs were hanging out there. Shark though was sitting by himself, looking relaxed with a ration held casually in his hand. I approached him and sat down.
"So not in a mixing mood, Mister Jaws?" I asked.
"Hmm? Oh I can mix, just cannot make them mix ya know." he replied.
I considered that a moment then replied, "True. So tell me about some of these mechs here. I should learn about my fellows, yes?"
He nodded to that, and proceeded to give me the information on each in the room. The fact that Sunstreaker and Sideswipe were twin brothers didn't really surprise me. Though I was thinking they were fraternal twins since they sure weren't identical looking, though they did have the same vehicle forms. He finished talking about them just as Perceptor walked in and headed over to us.
"Barracuda I have your data pad and computer ready to go in your room. Take this." he offered me a small data chip, "It has information on how to access various databases aboard the ship and how to send an inquiry back to Cybertron for other information."
I took the chip and nodded, "Thank you Perceptor. I think I'll give the computer a whirl now and start getting familiar with your species." I looked to Shark, "Thanks for your intel there Mister Jaws."
He nodded, "No problem."
I rose and headed off to my room. Once there I would spend the rest of the solar cycle learning all I could. I learned a lot about each individual mech that was in the ship with me. The accolades and commendations, their long storied careers, their beginnings, and even how well they did in Academy. Anything and everything I could find was easy enough to access. That done I focused on the planet itself, looking at the overall history of it, the social structure, the political process, places of interest, important figures throughout their history and so on. Investigating what sorts of things their kind would enjoy doing; reading, writing, socializing at gatherings like parties or gladiatorial combat, sparring, and of course a variety of mental or physical games. There was no real mention of how they created their own kind other than what I had seen with my own eyes as a human. There was a religious belief in a being called Primus, so I investigated that a bit to see it there were any 'thou shalt not' sort of commandments in a text that came from the Temple of Primus. There were a few, but nothing mentioning stuff that I would find in the human Bible. I took a recharge break and started up again after an energon ration.
I tried a different approach to what I really wanted to know. I looked into the Academy and what it all entailed. Then I looked to see if there was anything before Academy that equated to a youngsters education. It took a little while of hunting it down, but in the older databases there was mention of schools teaching 'younglings and sparklings' the same things I had learned earlier about their culture and history. I searched for any teacher notes, journals, lesson plans and the like to see what else they would have taught slightly older younglings. Eventually I found what I was looking for, but it was so vague that it left me frustrated. I could ask, but I figured that I may not get the straight answer I wanted and needed. It was almost like they were either not sexual beings at all, which totally made what I thought I heard totally invalid, or they didn't talk about it except maybe very casually and without me around to hear it.
I would have to hope that a femme showed up from their world that I could talk to about it. Until then, I could certainly do some self-exploration if I really wanted to do so. Right now though, I had to talk to Prime. I headed out of my room and went to where his office was... finding the door open. "Optimus?"
"Come in." he replied, "What brings you by to see me?"
I approached him as I replied, "Well I was wondering how I could contribute. I don't have the training necessary to fight with your warriors, though I would be willing to learn. Until then, I would like to assist in some way so I feel like I'm earning my keep."
Optimus studied me a long moment as he seemed to think that over then replied. "Well how about I have you act as a data pad gatherer and deliverer for the Chain of Command. Sometimes we don't have the time to go to those mechs that report directly to us and things tend to pile up because we are trying to track down a mech for his reports. Does that sound reasonable?"
"Sounds good to me sir. I already know who is in your Chain of Command and who reports directly to them so I could certainly do so without any issues." I replied.
He chuckled softly, "Made good use of that computer and data pad already I see. Excellent. How about I start you off going to each under my command to see if they have reports to give to me and ask if they need you to track down any late reports that haven't been delivered yet."
I nodded, "I'll do that sir. Thank you." I headed out to the science area since it was the closest to Primes' office. Perceptor was busy at work as I entered, "Hello Perceptor. Prime has assigned me to get reports he needs from you. Have anything for him?"
"A good cycle Barracuda, I do indeed have a few for him." he replied and walked over to his desk to pick them up. "Thank you for getting these, I've been terribly busy."
"No problem at all. Any reports you need from the mechs that report to you?" I inquired.
He hmmed thoughtfully, "Well Wheeljack and I are working on something together and I've been waiting to hear back from him about it so if you see him ask him for a report on that, it would be greatly appreciated."
I nodded. "Sure thing. Later Perceptor."
My next stop would be the medical bay. Wheeljack and Ratchet were doing some work on getting a download from their home planet so they could get updated software as well as just receiving news and communications. "Hello you two. I came to pick up reports from you both. Perceptor would like one from you Wheeljack concerning a project you are working on. Prime needs reports from you Ratchet. Also are there any reports you need from anyone?"
Wheeljack fumbled around and found a data pad to hand me. "That's for Perceptor."
Ratchet also handed over a couple data pads, "I could use a report from Grapple and Trailbreaker."
I nodded, "All right. See you soon." Next stop was Prowl's office. Unlike Prime, his door was closed. With a good number of data pads in my arms I decided to use my foot to attempt knocking at it. But instead of my foot doing so, the door opened. What I saw and heard for the period of time it took for the door to open and close on its own certainly gave me an answer to their sexuality. Feeling like I was flushing from helm to toe I headed over to Grapple's room, who smiled to me when he met me at the door.
"Ratchet radioed you'd be stopping by. This is the report for him." then he glanced at my full arms, tucking it into a spot. "I think you should get those delivered though."
I nodded and smiled, "Oh I will. Got another stop to make then I’ll deliver these. Talk later." Off to Trailbreaker's room who was stepping out of his room so he gave me his data pad. "Thanks. Better deliver these, I'm running out of arm room." I went back toward the medical bay to deliver the data pads from Grapple and Trailbreaker to Ratchet, from there I went to Perceptor's lab to give him the data pad from Wheeljack. My last stop for the moment was Prime's office. "Here are your reports sir. I wasn't able to get anything from Prowl though."
"Oh? Was his door locked?" Optimus replied as he took the data pads from me.
"Well… no sir it wasn't locked... I just didn't want to... uhm... I'm not sure how to say this to be honest sir." I replied, feeling like I was flushing again.
Optimus hmmed softly, "You don't have to explain. Prowl usually is very good about delivering his reports. I'll let it slide this time. Are you done then?"
I nodded, "Yes sir."
"Very well. Why don't you go to the command center and report to Ironhide, I am sure he can set you up with something else to do." Prime stated.
"I'll do that sir." I replied and headed off to the command center. Ironhide was there with Blaster, Shark, Sunstreaker and Sideswipe.
Ironhide smiled and nodded toward me, "Good cycle Barracuda. Prime told me you'd be coming on over. Was just about assign some patrol duties if you feel up to one?"
"Patrol duty? Sounds all right." I replied.
He looked down at his data pad. "Let's see here. You two… " glancing up toward the twins, "You get the southeast through the southwest perimeter." then looking toward Blaster, "You and your boys can do the southeast through the northeast." Then looking toward Shark, "I think I'll have you show Barracuda how patrol works, taking the northeast through the northwest. I'll be taking the northwest through the southwest. Any questions?" There was no reply from the gathering. "Then get going. Report back here at the end of your patrol shift."
I followed Shark out of the ship and we headed off toward the beginning of our patrol area. I asked him about what a patrol entailed and what I may expect to happen. He explained that normally patrol was to check for signs of Decepticon or human activity that got too close to the ship and that it was possible we could run into a lone Decepticon that was trying to spy on the ship from a distance. If we did run into one, he was quite adamant that he'd handle it. I understood his caution as I had no training to deal with the enemy; though I expressed interest in learning. Of course he told me that was up to Prime, but he'd do some weapons exercises with me on the sly so I at least knew how to shoot a gun or rifle. The first few hours of patrol were quiet. There was no sign of human campers or Cons sneaking around. Toward the end of the shift things changed as we headed back toward the ship on the last sweep of our patrol.
"Hold up." Shark said.
I came to a stop as I asked, "What is it?"
"Got a couple blips on my scanner that are coming up as possible Decepticons." he replied.
"I'll hang back here if you want me to stay out of sight." I told him.
He hmmed softly, "That'd be for the best. I'm gonna try to get close enough to see who it is so I can report it in."
With that he rolled off into the distance, I waited where I stopped. It wasn't long before I heard weapons fire. Perhaps a minute passed, then it got quiet for a moment before I heard something that could have passed for jets flying overhead. Looking upward I could see a couple figures departing. I remained where I was, expecting for Shark to roll up. Minutes passed, no Shark. I rolled toward where I heard the shots come from and spotted smoke coming up. I hurried toward it and spotted Shark lying on his stomach. Transforming I got my hands under him to roll him over. The reason for the smoke was coming from a hole his chest. It looked very bad. He was out cold from what I could tell so I mustered all my strength and lifted him off the ground. I walked back to base with him in my arms, he didn't stir once. I took him straight to medical bay, Ratchet looked shocked for a second as I came in, then came over to take Shark from me. Wheeljack came in a minute later. They shooed me off so they could focus on what they had to do.
It wasn't too long after that that Prime found me to talk to me about what happened. Once my report was done he suggested I try to relax and assured me Shark would be fine. Somehow that only comforted me a little bit as I was used to how frail human life was and the image of him being three boxes in a closet was still fresh in my mind.
I tried to take my mind off of it by sitting in the rec room, sipping on energon and listening to the conversations going on. The twins were arm wrestling each other. The minibots were watching on, having picked sides and cheering on their favorite. When Jazz sat down next to me I hadn't realized how absorbed I was in watching the group as he surprised me pretty badly.
"Hey… could we talk?" he asked. I gave him a nod, not really able to look the mech in the optics. "Alone?" he continued. I froze a moment, then swallowed the rest of my energon down and rose. He took that as a hint and led me off to a nearby room. "I wanted to apologize for earlier." Oh so that's what this was about… me seeing him with Prowl in the mech's office getting all... er... yeah... dammit not the image I wanted in my head at that moment.
"Why are you apologizing Jazz. I bumbled in on you two. Was a total accident." I stated.
"Well that might be true and all, Barracuda. But we didn't take precautions like we should have and thusly now you got an education that you probably weren't quite ready for…" Jazz drifted off there, sighing, "Can you look at me please? Making me feel real bad about this."
I looked up, trying to keep my optics on his. "Sorry. I just... didn't expect that. Sure I have been curious about sexuality for your species. Especially when I thought I heard someone mutter something about my legs around a mech's waist… but…"
He nodded in understanding, "That was totally not cool what was said and that mech was spoken to about it. We were gonna tell you when you got better integrated. Well at least the docs would anyway cuz they know all the medical sort of details when it comes to that sort of thing."
I inclined my head, "Well that's good to know at least. So… uhm… since we are talking about this do you mind me asking if you and Prowl are like a couple?"
Jazz smiled gently, he was beaming really, but that's all the answer I needed. "Yeah. We try to keep it on the down low, ya know? Our kind is usually pretty private about our relationships til we are sure we are with the one we want to spend the rest of our lives with as a spark linked couple."
I understood that reasoning, except, "Spark linked?"
"Yeah, that's what you call it when two or more individuals merge their sparks. Literally becoming one for a short length of time. When you do this you become linked in a very powerful way. You can talk to each other without using your mouth or internal radio. Kinda like you can read each other's minds sort of deal. You can also tell how the other is feeling."
"I understand. Since what I saw wasn't sparks merging… it was…" I stopped to frown at myself, then asked, "Could I be blunt?" He gave me a sharp nod, "Thank you. It was shocking, surprising, yet somehow it wasn't unexpected. I guess I've been so numbed by my own species views on sexuality it just didn't abhor me. Somehow I got the feeling that there isn't gender in your species from what I read, even though there are feminine type models throughout your history."
He studied me a quiet moment, then said, "You are right on the nose. There isn't gender per se in our species. Sure there are sires and carriers, but it's not a gender specific thing. A mech can carry just as easy as a femme could. At any rate though, we should have taken precautions and we are both sorry you had to have your education in that matter. I would have come to you sooner, but I had to get Prowl rebooted first once he realized who had accidentally seen us. If it had been one of the guys it wouldn't have been such a big deal. He's probably in his office right now mentally kicking himself about not securing that door."
I nodded to that, "Well... uhm... I accept both your apologies and if you could tell him that if he has reports to give to Prime that I'm the go to gal for data pad pickup and delivery."
"I'll do that. Glad we are cool and all Barracuda." he stated, then headed out.
I headed back to the rec room, but on the way Grapple came out of the med bay. "Was coming to look for you. Shark just came out of stasis lock and is doing well. He's asking for you."
I gave a nod and followed him inside. Shark looked over with a little smile, "There you are miss rescue Bot."
I smiled to him, "And there you are Mister Jaws, biting off more than you could chew."
He pursed his lips, "Ooo ouch, hit a mech in the spark when he's down."
I nodded a bit, "Glad you'll be okay."
"Not me I'm worried about right now." he stated, "Those two Cons were Soundwave and Starscream, they are SIC and TIC to Megatron, the Con leader. Before I got null rayed into stasis Screamer said they were gonna try to lure our newbies to their side. So I think it'd be for the best you and the Hot Rod Patrol stay inside for awhile."
I cocked my head a little to this news, "I'll agree with you there, at least the patrol has some training, but best to keep them clear of any bad influences."
He grinned to that, "Exactly."
"Well I suppose I'll talk to Ironhide about something else I can do to help out other than gather and deliver reports around. See you later Jaws." I stated.
Shark nodded, "You betcha."
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