"Fine. I'll do it." The mech huffed, picking the cracked datapad up. He'd chucked it to the ground, in anger. Though, his fits of rage weren't uncommon, and Sentinel should have known this would upset him.

"So, I hope you recover well." Sentinel said, grinning. The medic needed to get over those stupid mechs! And what better way than to assign him to the team with bots who shared those names?

"RECOVER? YOU THINK I CAN RECOVER LIKE THAT?" The medic snarled, threatening the mech with his trusty wrench.

"Alright, alright! I get it! Now go meet your new team... I'm sure they'll be waiting." Sentinel did not want to invoke the wrath of this medic. He was one of the few who knew of this mech's temper...

~

"So... You're Ratchet, I assume?" Optimus asked, looking at the medic.

"Yep, I am kid. Get it in your helm." Ratchet huffed, looking at the so-called "Optimus Prime." This one was nothing like the Optimus he had known for eons... He couldn't believe Ultra Magnus had given him that specific name!

"Well, I'm Optimus, this is Bumblebee, Bulkhead, and Prowl." The Prime introduced.

"Alright..." Ratchet nodded, looking at the mechs. Wait, why did Prowl look like that? He probably acted more like the Prowl he knew... At least he hoped. Otherwise the name would be idiotic, and he'd find something else to call him.

"Hey! Ya in there?" Bumblebee asked, waving his servo in front of Ratchet's faceplate.

"What could you possibly need now!?" Ratchet growled, before sighing. Great, his temper had flared already. And he'd mistaken Bumblebee for one of the idiots that he used to know.

"Heh... Sorry. It's just that you were staring off into space. We're leaving!" Bumblebee grinned, before running into the ship.

Ratchet grumbled, before following after. Primus, it was like looking at a tiny Sideswipe... And he knew Bumblebee would be just as problematic.

~

He sighed softly. It would take forever to get used to have such young bots around... Or bots this happy. All of his coworkers were older and stuffier than he himself was! But, it'd be nice to have that happiness back. Even if it brought the annoyance, which he could feel it would. 

Maybe it would actually get better. Almost everyone had offlined, from Unicron, or another reason. All he really had left was Ultra Magnus, the twins, Perceptor and Wheeljack. But even then, Sideswipe was now one of the old stuffy pieces of slag. He had no idea what had become of Sunstreaker.

He just hoped for the best. It was all he could do now... Maybe he'd actually survive the new wave of chaos.