First Aid | Video

[neededthat]

[A man comes onto the screen, looking like he’s shoving something out of view of the camera. He looks to be a little older than most, a little gray around the edges. But he addresses the device with urgency.]

Whoever is receiving this message, my name is Ratchet. I’m originally from Cybertron, and I was a Cybertronian and now I’m... I’m this! [He gestures to himself, rather erratically.]

If anyone from Cybertron can hear me, please try and lock onto my coordinates. Use the space bridge if you have to.

[He soon looks off screen and shoves at whatever it was. It seems to protest, but it’s rather muffled.]

Would you stop bothering me? I don't care what that child said!

But Ratchet, you need to--!!

[It looks like an Agumon, trying to tug Ratchet away out of worry.]

Again, if anyone can hear me, Bumblebee, Arcee, Bulkhead… I acquire assistance immediately.

[And the feed cuts out with Ratchet yelling at the poor digimon to get away.]

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[neededthat]

[EXCUSE YOU.]

Why are you a little girl?

[oneeyedterror]

[SORRY CAN'T HEAR YOU OVER YOU BEING OLD AND FAT.]

'Cause this is what my holoform looks like and I guess this place thinks it's frikking funny.

Why are you a fat human?

[neededthat]

I'm not fat.

Speaking of fat I-I--!

Quiet.

[The Agumon shuts his mouth, his claws twiddling nervously.]

[video]

[oneeyedterror]

Fatter than Wheeljack.

[Man... Whirl, for a moment, feels bad for the Agumon.]

Let the little guy talk, Doc. Maybe he actually has something useful to say, unlike you it seems.

[neededthat]

[He scoffs.]

I don't need this pet following me around!

And I don't need any more problems on my plate than what I hace currently, being human and all.

[oneeyedterror]

Hey be glad you just have one.

[Pans the camera to show an Impmon who is currently... Wiping a Gotsumon clean of something.]

And being human is frikking easy, even for me. And I've never been to Earth before.

[neededthat]

Good for you.

[He frowns tighter, and suddenly wobbles a little. Agumon races up beside him, to keep him balanced.]

Ep ep ep! Don't touch me!

I'm fine.

[oneeyedterror]

...

[Pfffft.]

You're more of a crankcase than the Doc I know, let the little slagger help you before you pass out or something.

[Suddenly, female voice! s2g Jetstream stop butting into these things.]

For once, and I am loathe to say this, Miss Whirl is right. Your digimon is going to be the most help you'll get here, Mister Ratchet.

[neededthat]

Most help? He's a hinderance.

But Ratch, you need to--

For the last time, don't call me that!

[oneeyedterror]

Hey, little guy. Just call 'im Doc, he'll love it.

[Whirl is helping!]

[neededthat]

I don't think he'd like that...

[And Ratchet groans.]

Don't listen to him.

[oneeyedterror]

Nah, he'll totally like it, little guy.

[IGNORING YOU RATCHET.]

I should know, I've been around folks like Doc before. For a long, long long time.

[neededthat]

Ratchet's like no one else! He's my partner!

And I...I would like to respect his wishes.

[oneeyedterror]

Little guy, let me tell you something. Something I learned from over four frikking million years of living.

The Doc?

Is a slagging afthole.

[Now he's just being an ass to be an ass, sorry not sorry Ratchet.]

[neededthat]

Hey! That's no way to speak to him!

[Ratchet blinks in surprise, watching as the digimon huffs angrily at the Terminal.]

I-I might not know what that means, but it sounds... mean! He's my partner, and I'm glad to have him!

[oneeyedterror]

Truth hurts, little guy.

[Although dammit, Whirl was hoping to get Ratchet riled up here.]

And he doesn't seem to glad to have you.

[neededthat]

He's new to his human body! Give him a break!

[Ratchet puts a hand out in front of Agumon and Ratchet stares into the feed.]

That's enough. Both of you.

[oneeyedterror]

[That is... a very rude gesture from Whirl, of course Ratchet is the only one who probably gets what it means because it's not something a non-Cybertronian would ever gesture. Ever.]

What, got something to say now that isn't complaining Doc?

[neededthat]

[Ratchet narrows his eyes at the screen before he tilts his head back, staring down at it.]

Some Autobot you are.

[Click.]

[oneeyedterror]

[Oh... he hung up.

Hahahaha, cool.

+1 respect, Ratchet. Whirl likes you now.]