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[neededthat]

[The feed flickers to life and Ratchet peers into the communicator he has, tinkering with it. At least it's working... somewhat. He looks like he has woken up in the temple of Solian Temple.]

Blasted thing. My own communications aren’t working. It must be scattered or something. [The video flickers and Ratchet smacks it a few more times, to make it focus again, grumbling under his breath as he looks around.]

Ultra Magnus, Bumble Bee, if anyone can hear this, I require assistance. I don’t know if you can triangulate my transmission and find my exact location or not, but-- Oh, what am I saying?

[He rubs at his face, his mind raking for ideas.]

That bot said this is Cybertron but... it's not one I'm familiar with. [He pauses with a heavy sigh passing through his vents.]

For all I know, I could be just talking to myself with this thing.

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[neededthat]

I'm guessing you know a lot about him.

[He's very surprised she has yet to be squashed, or worse, by that scientist.]

I'm glad you're... happy with him.

[Guh.]

[4_toteachus]

He's a Decepticon scientist with a shady reputation, that's how you know him, right?

And I guess you want to know why I'm one too.

[neededthat]

[Ahem. He gives an awkward glance to the side. And then back again.]










Yes. ...and yes.

[4_toteachus]

I'm not as naive as you think I am.

Anyway, it was Tarn who made me one, and it was Megatron who personally told me that I'd make a good addition. I couldn't say no after that.

[neededthat]

[He sighs heavily. It's true, he shouldn't judge by appearances.]

Do you have any idea what the Decepticons have done? [At least, the ones from his own timeline.]

[4_toteachus]

I have a very good idea of what the Decepticons have done.

But I think it's best if we leave it at that.

[neededthat]

[She makes a good point. There's no way she'd sway to their side. But at least she was civil about it all.]

Sounds good to me.

[4_toteachus]

But we can still be friends, right?

Over a year ago, when you were here last, you told me a story to make me feel better when I was feeling scared and alone.

It'd be nice to get to know you better.

[neededthat]

I... I did?

[His optics flicker back to the screen before he points to himself.]

You want to get to know me?

[That's pretty much the first time anyone has really said that to him. He knows he can be rather... grumpy at times but.

Ratchet lowers his hand.]

Even when I don't remember everything?

[4_toteachus]

Are you saying that you wouldn't comfort someone when they're sad and lonely?

[neededthat]

No I never said that!

I'm just taken aback by the fact you still wish to get to know me. And it's not very often that people want to be in my presence. [Sure, there was his team but. This is still surprising, even after he's had memory loss, someone wants to still get to know him.]

[4_toteachus]

I think you're a good person to get to know.

[Four never forgets anything, and she's always regretted not getting to know Ratchet before. She's not about to let this chance go.]

Give me a chance and I think I can make you smile.

[neededthat]

[He stares into the feed, blinking a few times before his shoulders relax.]

Alright, if you say so.

[4_toteachus]

Great! If there's another party or something at the Hub someday, then you should go with me!

[Like a date!]

It's fun watching you Cybertronians socialize with each other!

[neededthat]

Go with... [But what about... he shakes his head and waves his hand to push away the subject.]

I don't go to parties.

[4_toteachus]

When was the last time you went to one?

[neededthat]

Does that even matter?

[4_toteachus]

Consider it a part of your Haven experience.

I'll let you know when the next one comes up!

[neededthat]

I told you, I don't go to parties.

[4_toteachus]

I have a thing to do, but I'll talk to you later!

Bye!

[Parties or no, Four feels the need to have the last word.]

[neededthat]

[...He stares at his comm device, for a few moments, before rolling his optics and shutting it off for now.]

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