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Boredom

"Me, Grimlock, bored. You, Omega Supreme, give me, Grimlock, piggy back ride."

Omega Supreme was suddenly snapped out of his thoughts. He looked down at the Dinobot in confusion. It was turning out to be a very quiet day. It was like the eye of a hurricane, the calm between battles. The wild party held the night before was most likely one of the reasons why he hadn't seen a good deal of them. Omega Supreme decided early on that he didn't want to even guess how many were suffering from the equivalent of a human hangover.

Grimlock paced a few times, waiting for a response. After it became clear that the shuttle wasn't going to reply anytime soon, Grimlock repeated himself, "Me, Grimlock, bored. You, Omega Supreme, give me, Grimlock, piggy back ride."

Omega Supreme let out a sigh. So he had heard the smaller mech correctly. "Couldn't you ask Ratchet or Wheeljack to keep you busy? Or how about your brothers?"

"Me, Grimlock, want piggy back ride."

Knowing too well that the Dinobot was going to be stubborn on the matter like his carrier, Ratchet, could be, Omega Supreme hesitantly agreed. When Ratchet said a mech needed a medical examination, nothing would sway the medbot.

Ratchet looked over the assembled Dinobots, becoming slightly irritated that one was skipping out on his scheduled check up. "Slag, where is Grimlock?"

"Me, Slag, don't know where he, Grimlock, is." Slag waited, hoping Ratchet would get the check up over with. As much as he enjoyed being with his creators, he wanted to get back into the training room as soon as possible in order to try out a new stunt.

Ratchet decided to go through with the check up for the rest of the Dinobots, hoping Grimlock would end up showing up late instead of not at all.

To tell the truth, Omega Supreme had forgotten that he was giving Grimlock a piggy back ride. Grimlock had been so quiet and content with Omega Supreme walking around aimlessly that it just kinda happened.

"Wheeljack!" Ratchet yelled at his bondmate from across the field, wrench in hand. It didn't take Ratchet long to get to where the inventor had been laying in the grass, watching the clouds float by. Wheeljack's lab still needed to be repaired and as a result, he wasn't allowed to invent anything for the time being.

"What?" Wheeljack yelped, surprised at Ratchet's sudden appearance. "I've been good!" Wheeljack stood up, looking around in a panic. He wondered what it was that had Ratchet so annoyed. "You're not sparked again, right?"

"What?" Ratchet gave Wheeljack a dark look at the mere suggestion of Wheeljack being the sire, not the carrier, for yet another sparkling. "No. Wheeljack, where's Grimlock? He was supposed to be with you."

"Oh," Wheeljack rubbed the back of his helm sheepishly, "uh… He's around here somewhere…"

Wheeljack watched as a look of surprise crossed the medbot's face. He turned around to figure out what Ratchet was looking at when he caught sight of the missing Dinobot.

Omega Supreme noticed he was being stared at, so he turned to face the two Autobots. "What is it? Do I have an Insecticon on me?"

"You do know you're giving Grimlock a piggy back ride, right?"