Hi, first time I'm writing for this fandom and second fanfic I have ever wrote so don't hesitate to point something out if I get something wrong, thanks.

Random parings generator; Ratchet / John Keller / Temper.

Ratchet was once again slumped over his work. He'd been bombarded with medical reports ever since the others had started landing and to put it mildly he was not in the best of moods.

He finished the data pad he'd been working on and stood, for the last three hours he'd been sat at his desk trying to finish this particular medical report. Trust Wheeljack to blow half the base up 4 hours after he had arrived leaving Ratchet to pick up the pieces and weld his sorry aft back together.

He walked out of his office into the med bay taking note that it had been too quiet for too long, meaning that the also recently arrived twins were up to something.

Wheeljack lay on one of the tables constructed in the corner, the machines attached to him bleeping quietly. Ratchet walked over and checked him making sure not to disturb the recharging mech.

"Of all the bots in the galaxy I had to end up with the one that blows himself up on a regular basis." He softly growled.

"Yeh, I heard about that too. Nearly took up half of the base with him" a voice sounded from behind.

Ratchet spun caught off guard for a moment before looking down to the ground to see Keller minus the usual military personnel that surrounded him.

"Defence Secretary John Keller. Was there something that you wanted?"

Ratchet stood looking across the room at he man who now seemed to shy away slightly under the speculative gaze of the CMO.

"No. No nothing, just came to see if our friend there had recovered yet, from what I heard it was a nasty explosion and he was right at the centre."

"He is most times," was the sarcastic reply "but in answer to your question yes he will be ok, I had to clean his intake valves of soot and other debris that got lodged in there but that seemed to be the worst of the damage, the fragger is always lucky, although he's come close to seeing the matrix a couple of times now."

Noticing the slightly puzzled look on Keller's face he decided to simplify, "He just needs a couple of cycles and he will be back to blowing up the base."

"So, he err... does this a lot then?" Keller shuffled his feet looking at the huge mech spread out on the table before him.

"Wheeljack has been known to cause numerous explosions in the immediate vicinity he is stationed at, but he is a good mech and a valued member of our team. On more than one occasion his inventions have come in useful against the Decepticons."

"So he's a bit of a volatile character then?" Keller joked.

Ratchet paused analysing the comment.

"No I don't believe he has a…" he paused searching for the right words, "…short temper." he stated evenly.

Keller blinked and sighed, how a highly evolved race of giant sentient robots could take everything so literally was beyond him. Maybe it was because hey were machines, they needed to think about things logically. Then again this particular giant alien robot seemed to have sarcasm down to a T from some of the comments he'd heard him say around the base.

Maybe they did it just to annoy and confuse the humans, yes that must be it. They all sat around after and discussed the stupid expressions the humans pulled as they tried to come up with rational explanations for every day things. This bizarre thought almost made him laugh out loud, come to think of it though humans did do some pretty stupid things.

"No I meant…"

He was interrupted by a mechanical groan from the table followed by a quick succession of beeping and clicks. Wheeljack, like the other recent arrivals had downloaded all available languages but still habitually slipped into speaking cybertronian.

Ratchet answered back and Wheeljack sat up and stared down at the human, switching to English as he spoke directly to Ratchet.

"Small isn't he? Will I be assigned one like bumblebee? The biological life forms on this planet are fascinating, do you think that I will be able to borrow one I need to condu…"

He got no further as Ratchet delivered a blow via one of the welders on the upside of his head. The resounding clang made Keller cringe instinctively and made way for Ratchets following rant.

"What were you thinking mixing unstable not to mention explosive chemicals in the base; wait what would you be thinking to mix them anywhere. I don't care what the motivation behind it was; you ignored all the protocols we had in place. We are just settling in on this planet and you decide to repay the humans by blowing them up the first chance you get."

"Well err... I don't think I blew any one but me up. I did do a sweep of the area first."

Another clang echoed through the base.

"Whether or not you to scanned the area is irrelevant you caused damage to the base that now needs to be rebuilt and further more you endangered not only your own life but those of the other mechs and humans too. What if some one had come to check on you after you scanned the area? You wouldn't have known and I would be stuck in here not only having to weld your sorry parts back together but prevent someone else from joining the matrix too. All because you couldn't wait for your blast proof lab to be built, and yes you were going to get a lab and I do emphasise blast proof but right now I think that is the last thing on everybody's mind considering you BLEW UP THE BASE!"

Keller flinched as Ratchet continued to rant at the poor mechanic who was now shuffling further back against the wall as though that might save him from the medics wrath.

Forgotten in all the commotion he slowly inched his way to the door, reminding himself never to get on the medics bad side.

He turned and began to head back to the human rec-room when a sheepish looking Sideswipe caught his eye. He seemed to have something huge and yellow stuck directly behind him. Keller chose the best option and decided not to ask.

"Er...Ratchets not in a good mood is he?" Sideswipe tentatively peaked round the corner of the door.

Keller grinned at the understatement of the year and shook his head before walking back off down the corridor.

Sunstreaker pushed Sideswipe around and glanced towards the med bay doors.

"I don't care what the squishy says. I am NOT staying stuck to you for another astrosecond and next time you decide to prank Ironhide leave me and welders out of it!"

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