Title: Five Times Ratchet Blew Up (and One He Didn't)
Characters: Ratchet, Wheeljack
Rating: PG
Summary: 5 times that Ratchet blew up, both literally and figuratively.

Bluestreak nervously peered around the corner. Intellectually, he knew that he'd be found eventually. Physicals were mandatory for everyone on board...

A hand clamped down onto Bluestreak's shoulder and the young mech felt a sinking premonition of doom fall upon him.

"Bluestreak."

Slowly, Blue turned to face Ratchet.

"Uh... hi Ratchet. Funny meeting you here... eheh."

Ratchet stared down at Bluestreak disapprovingly.

"What are you doing here when you should be in my med bay?"

Bluestreak's head dipped unhappily.

"Well, there was this thing, and then Blaster called and then-"

"Bluestreak."

Ratchet straightened up to his full height, glowering down at his errant patient. His finger pointed down accusingly.

"Never. Ever. Miss your physicals. Because I WILL HUNT YOU DOWN."

Bluestreak's door wings wilted in response to Ratchet's thundering roar, falling practically parallel to his back.

"Y-yessir."