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When Sideswipe and Sunstreaker reached the security room, they were met with a confusing sight. Red Alert was on the ground, twitching and mumbling “It’s the end” over and over again. Whilst his brother inspected the paranoid bot, Sunsteaker observed the security room. Everything was damaged. Fried to no return. What on Earth could have caused this? Did Red have a paranoid meltdown or something? It did happen occasionally, but his fits were usually about spouting nonsense, they never got physical or destructive. Something wasn’t right.
The vain mech heard scuttling under the desk. They better not have a scraplet invasion. That’d be the last thing the needed.
Thankfully when Sunstreaker peered under the desk, there was no sign of the spawn’s of Unicron. However, he was met with a little sparking ball of energy that poke with prompt “Zeek!” out of surprise.
“It’s a Kremzeek!” Sunstreaker hurriedly backed off, not wanting his circuits fried.
“What!? We gotta get outta here!” Sideswipe immediately grabbed a hold of the security bot and got a head of Sunstreaker to the door.
“Hey! Wait for me!”
“Zeek! Kremzeek!” the whizzing ball of energy jumped towards Sunstreaker, only to bypass him and head straight for his brother.
“Sides! Watch out!” The warning was all for none, as the Kremzeek went straight into Sideswipes circuitry.
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“Am- am I offline yet?”
“Sideswipe open your damn optics you’re fine”
“Huh. Maybe I’m immune now!” He said happily, only to spin out by repeatedly half transforming back and forth, crashing into the door and falling into the hallway as it opened, Red Alert sprawled next to him.
“Urgggggg” Sideswipe groaned.
“Zeek!” the little critter got out, looking at Sunstreaker, who was prepared to bolt, before darting off down the hall.
Sunstreaker proceeded to call his leader, “Prime we have a problem.”
“We have a what in the base!?”
“I thought we got rid of them all?” the yellow scout questioned
“So did I Bumblebee, but the real question is, how did it get here?” Optimus questioned, rubbing his chin like a wise old wizard.
Suddenly Blaster burst into the room, gasping and trying to cool himself down, and his cassettes dangling in his arms limply with Steeljaw collapsing behind him, exhausted. “Prime!” he vented, “There’s a Kremzeek on the loose!”
“Indeed there is Blaster” the Prime replied.
“It’s already taken out Red Alert, Sideswipe and Springer who got hit by Hot rod who got his circuits fried.” Bumblebee informed.
“If you knew about it why didn’t you call anyone mech?” Jazz enquired.
“I panicked! One moment I’m in recharge, then I get a pain in my chasis, the cassettes went bonkers then all of a sudden little guy pops right outta me!”
“Hey, hey. Everything’s alright now, you can just relax, we’ll get everything sorted-” Jazz’s reassuring words suddenly stopped, “Wait, that thing came outta ya!?”
Ironhide was getting checked out by Ratchet, said medic was grumbling about how to be more careful when checking over weapons, despite the very mech he was reattaching the arm of being a weapons specialist. It wasn’t his fault someone accidentally left a Wheeljack special in a weapon pack!
“First aid hand me the welder.” The medic grumbled.
As the assistant was about to grab the welder from the tool table, the Kremzeek suddenly fell from the vent above it and landed right on the welder, startling the combiner.
“Ah!” “Zeek!”
“First aid?” the medic questioned.
“Umm there’s a- a little energy ball on the welder?”
“What are you-” seeing the Kremzeek all he could say in that moment was, “oh for frags sake” before chaos erupted in the medbay.
The critter hopped right into First aid’s visor, causing him to stumble backwards into a cupboard before transforming into an ambulance then the arm of Defensor and back. Finally after all the uncomfortable forced changes he stopped as the arm, occasionally twitching at the fingers. After it was done, the Kremzeek hopped into some of Ratchet’s medical scanners, receiving a “Hey get out of there you little!” then hopping out just to jump into Ironhide’s semi-attacked arm.
At first the arm just twitched unnaturally before his whole body began to twitch all at once. But it was soon over when the ball of energy immediately evacuated and rushed out the door that opened, revealing Wheeljack.
Not seeing the Kremzeek pass him, Wheeljack asked, “What happened here?”
Ratchet just sighed, already feeling a processor ache coming along.
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