-Picture Is Ratchet's Holoform---> (Media)

-Ps. In Future Chappies I will Post what the Autobot's Look like In Human Form.

-PPs. I really like this picture XD ;)

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(Paige's P.O.V)

Being Stranded... and clueless sucks. Looking around I put my phone in my back pocket. Shrugging I decided to cross the road, hearing numerous off beeps of horns and brakes being hit, I continued to walk being oblivious to the cars and trucks that just miss hitting me.  In the middle of the highway, My memory suddenly comes back, blinking twice I freeze, before my scream echoed the premises as a bright light blinded my eyesight and I put my casted arms around my head in efforts of protecting me from being damaged as I was crippled enough. I was like a helpless Kangaroo.

I heard the tires skidding across the road knowing this time I was not going to be so lucky. Until everything went quiet and I heard...someone swearing but in cybertronian?. Opening one eye at a time and slowly putting my arms to my side. I become from scared to pissed in seconds, wrapping my arms around my torso the best i could I tapped my foot on the ground. Not caring about the traffic becoming built up behind a certain Ambulance.

"Slagging Twins. When I get my fragging Servo's onto them I will-", The Medic shutted up when I kicked him hard on the bumper, causing me to hiss in pain and hold my right foot... well i tried to hold my right foot.

"Son of a-", Ratchet cut me off, "Teach you for kicking me femme, get in",his holoform reach over to the passenger door and opened it before he sat normally in the drivers seat once again, i rolled me eyes, "no way!, you left me for the dead!, I need a new Guardian.", I claim, not caring if I sounded cold-hearted but I nearly died AGAIN in such a short time limit!.    

Grunting, his holo-form hopped out of the driver's side, and damn, he looked more pissed of than me, that says something, throwing a wrench up in the air and catching it repeatedly, "Do I have to Force you into my Alt form"

I scratched the back of my neck, "Dude that's pure pressure", Ratchet raised an eyebrow at me, pretty much signalling 'Try me' , I Gulped as he lifted up his hand with the wrench it and before I could blink I was sitting in the passenger seat, slamming the door shut.

Glaring at me with his piercing blue eyes, he hoped in the drivers seat and took off, mumbling under his breathe, 'damn femme's and slamming the slagging doors' .

"soo... Can you tell me why you picked me up late?", I raised an eyebrow at him, while tapping my fingers on the passenger door.

Grunting, Ratchet looked at me in the corner of his eyes, "First. Stop tapping on me its annoying the scrap out of me", putting my hands up in surrender not wanting a wrench to my head i put my hands on my lap,"Good. Secondly, blame the Terror Twins and their stupid pranks, they made me go the opposite direction as I was coming back from picking up your.. Canine or whatever its called", He explained, looking in the back I saw a sleeping golden fur ball. Sighing relieved that she was now all healthy and not bleeding I relaxed in the chair... wait a minute. Terror Twins..... 

Then it all clicked.

"Oh my god!", I face-palm straight away.

Ratchet looked at me curiously, "What?"

"I am such an Idiot"

Now he looked confused, which I happen to say looked kinda KINDA cute, "They were smirking!", I face-palm harder and that's when Ratchet understood what i was going on about, "When Optimus mentioned you they started to smirk!, ahh I am such a fool!, when I get my hands on the two!", I waved a fist in the air pissed.

Snorting Ratchet spoke up, "Get in line. Ironhide is already shooting at them from the recent prank they have done", Looking at Ratchet blandly I knew that there was going to be a very very long line.

"I see", I hummed and that was the last words we spoke as silence filled the air.

Time passed within a flash and we arrived at my house, exiting Ratchet ... Okay that sound weird... , Exiting the vehicle, I got out Roxy, holding her in my arms and ran to the door with excitement, as an bored Ratchet following me from behind.

"How is this exciting?", Ratchet asked, as he sniffed the air like a dog, turning around I faced him with an raised eyebrow getting the same look in return from the medic.

"dude, don't sniff me", i state plainly, Ratchet just shrugged as we entered my home and Roxy jumped out my hands running off, probably to the living room.

"Okay welcome to my ..humble home", i state making Ratchet snort while he walked around the corner into the kitchen. The house was quiet in till...

"What the frag is this!?", was all I heard as a wrench flew around the corner into my vision, I easily fell to the ground by the strength from the throw and now i was holding my head whilst laying on the cold wooden floor.

"ahh what the fuck!, that will not help my brain damage!, was sort of medic are you-", i stopped in the middle of my sentence noticing Ratchet carrying out...

 MY JUNK FOOD.

"Oh hell nah!, are you serious!", I screamed getting to my feet straight away and chasing after the running medic who seemed scared as I was suddenly waving a small frying pan in the air, "GIVE MY FOOD YOU OLD RUSTED BUCKET!", I screamed at him standing at the front door.

"no way!, this food is unhealthy!", Ratchet stomped to the bin, screaming slightly like a girl when a frying pan went flying pass his head, getting out a larger frying pan I chased after him.

"You do NOT tell me what to EAT!", I yelled running after the screaming medic in circles.

Okay, Maybe Having Ratchet as my medic would be more amusing then I thought,

IF HE WILL KEEP AWAY FROM MY FOOD!.