Chapter 4

"And where do you think you're going missy." I cringed at the sound of his voice and lowered my head in annoyance. I turned towards him and raised my wings. He didn't seem to understand until Miko spoke up.

"I think she's trying to tell you that she wants to stretch her wings."

"As in go out and fly?" He surmised.

"Yep," Miko answered.

"Absolutely not!" He declared. I tried to mimic him as best I could while trying to make to throw in a bit of sarcastic body movement.

"Are you trying to mimic me Maximal?"

"Duh," Miko answered.

"You have been around Miko far too much."

"She's only been here for two days!"

"Anyone can learn a lot, right or wrong, in the time span of two days, especially those who haven't been around humans for very long. Besides, if she wants to go out and stretch her wings she can be ground bridged to a more secluded location, like the arctic." I stared at him disapprovingly because I heard a sort of edge in his voice.

"Ratch, remember what almost happened to Optimus and Arcee back at the old base during the scraplet incident?" I tensed when I heard scraplet because I knew how dangerous they were even they were even though I had never seen one up close. Apparently they had both seen this.

"Okay, I didn't know that scraplet's were alive back in Cybertrons more questionable era," Miko said.

"Nor did I," Ratchet admitted. I turned back towards the main entrance when I heard what sounded like what Wheel Jack called an engine on the thin- ship. Optimus lowered down to the ground slowly and deactivated the engines on his back.

"Hello Ratchet, Miko, where are the others?" he questioned.

"Most of them are out with Ultra Magnus scouting grids one through fifty four, Bumblebee took June, Jack, and Raphael to the nearest town for food wanting to drive rather than be bridged, and Arcee decided she wanted to talk to Fowler for some odd reason and they went for a drive so that they can 'chat'. Meanwhile I am stuck here with the likes of Miko and the Predi…" his optics widened in shock when I growled at him dangerously.

"Bad call Hatchet," Miko said.

"DON'T CALL ME HATCHET!" All three of us took a good 20 steps back at his out-burst. Even he was surprised at this! "I am sorry for my out-burst, I just don't like being called Hatchet.

"Don't like it? You're way beyond HATING it!" Miko quipped. I slowly moved my head up and down in agreement, optics still as wide as… those circle things on the others circle things in their alternate forms. What were they called again, wheels and rims?

"It is true that Ratchet hates the nick-name in which the twins gave him, but it has been a very long time since I had been used to his used to be frequent out-bursts like that."

"How frequent?"

"Every day, sometimes every hour."

"Whoa… that's just…whoa." Now I REALLY nodded my head in agreement. I then remembered what I had originally wanted to do that day. I walked up to Optimus and nudged him with my snout, which effectively got his attention, and raised my wings in the air. He got the hint and nodded his approval. I started to walk to the door when I heard Optimus say, "Ratchet, bridge Fire Star to a more secluded location so that the locals in the nearby town don't accidently catch site of her." I hung my head in defeat. I really wanted to see the outside of the base.