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S through Z › Transformers (Movie Only)
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
39
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10,416
Reviews:
10
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1
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Drabble a Day 101, July 4, 2012, Ratchet, Sam
Title: After the Battle 2
Fandom: Transformers Pairing/Characters: Ratchet, Sam Prompt: friendship Drabble #: 101 Date: July 4, 2012 Word count: 261 Next pairing: Teal’c/Daniel, Reid AN: So I ended up a bit on the sick side yesterday. Still a bit sick today. Deal and enjoy. *~*~*~* “Samuel, how are your bruises?” Ratchet asked, gazing down at the small human male. Sam was sitting on a large table with a plate of food, sandwich in one hand and chips in another. “They feel okay,” Sam replied, swallowing his bite and putting his food down to brush off his hands. Ratchet formed a holoform and lifted a bit of Sam’s shirt, pressing at one bruise. “Do they throb or pull?” he asked, eyeing the roast beef sandwich, finding himself happy with the toppings that his charge had added. “No, Ratchet. And yes, Optimus has been helping me put on my bruise cream every night,” Sam stated, popping a chip into his mouth as Ratchet nodded and smiled. “Good,” the medic stated, sitting down next to the human man. “Has anyone tried to see you without my permission?” he asked. Sam nodded his head and sighed lowly. “Yeah, a couple of the doctors who play scientist on the side,” Sam stated, eyes turning to one of said medical doctors as they scurried away. Ratchet growled and made a note to talk with the idiots about bothering his charges and why they should do so again. “One tried to say that you had given them permission to draw blood. I told them that they had to bring you to me before that happened.””It seems as if I must talk with them about why they are not allowed near you,” Ratchet drawled, getting a dangerous look in his eyes. “Especially with the nanites,” Sam snorted, continuing to eat as Ratchet plotted.