FLUFFY STARTERS

﹡ ❝ i like this. cuddling with you.   ❞ ﹡ ❝ can you hug me﹖ ❞ ﹡ ❝ can i draw some letters on your back ﹖  ❞ ﹡ ❝ you are so soft. like a pillow.   ❞ ﹡ ❝ hey cutie. i missed you﹗  ❞ ﹡ ❝ can you hold my hand ﹖ ❞ ﹡ ❝ your lips are so warm.   ❞ ﹡ ❝ i care about you so much﹗  ❞ ﹡ ❝ hold me close please ﹖  ❞ ﹡ ❝ you are so warm.   ❞ ﹡ ❝ i love being here with you﹗ ❞ ﹡ ❝ i’m so glad i met you﹗ ❞ ﹡ ❝ you are all i have ever wanted.   ❞ ﹡ ❝ i really am so glad you are here.   ❞ ﹡ ❝ you need a hug ﹖ ❞

After Ratchet repaired himself he grunted heavily as his weight was becoming heavier with each repair of reinforcements . Sighing he left the clinic and walked through the empty halls before approaching Kups door and knocking @kups-war-stories

"Ratchet.....Ratchet... RATCHET OF VAPOREX." Kup finally had to get loud. "I'll handle the fraggers... you ..have one order..to lay here and calm down" he nuzzled the medic venting softly.

"Do I need to keep you busy?"

Ratchet was disapppointed and frowns at him with a skeptical look, he grippe Kup’s face silly like leaning in and looking away with dumbfounded optics “are..you implying what i thin ou are imlying” he muttered grumpily, hidinh his smile.

@kups-war-stories oops

After Ratchet repaired himself he grunted heavily as his weight was becoming heavier with each repair of reinforcements . Sighing he left the clinic and walked through the empty halls before approaching Kups door and knocking @kups-war-stories

Kup listened quietly, continuing to hold the medic. Listening to his woes he nodded a few times. "Oh?? And what's that..."

"...just you and me...we sneak out of here and we go to that scrap of a bot's place and ransack it" Ratchet's optics were suddenly blinded by rage. "You shoudve seen what happened but I'll also say you shouldn't have.." He winced and rubbed his helm, having a helmache from crying. "Or ..I dunno..maybe train me in combat?"

After Ratchet repaired himself he grunted heavily as his weight was becoming heavier with each repair of reinforcements . Sighing he left the clinic and walked through the empty halls before approaching Kups door and knocking @kups-war-stories

Kup scooped his arms under Ratchet and moved him to the center of the berth and Kup laid next to him. He tossed his blanket over them both then pulled the heavy weighted one.

He just stayed quiet letting Ratchet speak. Wrapping an arm around the old medic, until he finally muttered, "come here.. I gotcha..."

Ratchet was moved by this and sighs heavily letting Kup help him. "So..that's been my last few months if you were wondering." He gulped and closed his eyes staying close to Kup "you see.." He opened his hands and looked at them "theres only so much i can do sometimes..but maybe...maybe there's more" he closed his eyes and hid his face in his servos "anyways " he rolled his eyes at himself "there's..something i want to ask you"

After Ratchet repaired himself he grunted heavily as his weight was becoming heavier with each repair of reinforcements . Sighing he left the clinic and walked through the empty halls before approaching Kups door and knocking @kups-war-stories

Kup frowned slightly at that.. he patted the open space next to him. "C'me here..."

The old mech offered the place next to him, "get up here and relax for a minute.. no one'll touch you here"

Ratchet gulped and his optics watered scampering over to Kup and sitting next to him "scrap Kup...scrap" he started to heave, panic, and wiped his optics. "I couldn't" his voice began to malfunction and lag, tearing up on the inside from his rough breathing as he tried to control his grieving voice and turned away as he caught himself . "it was horrinle- there was the female you see ..just a small one and they- they did such horrible things to her...she screamed..and gave up" he sounded broken.

After Ratchet repaired himself he grunted heavily as his weight was becoming heavier with each repair of reinforcements . Sighing he left the clinic and walked through the empty halls before approaching Kups door and knocking @kups-war-stories

"Uh-huh..." he vents softly, "my training index is just a mass of knowledge over fourteen billion years." His arms cross against his chest. "So you tell me.. I trained mechs over centuries and myself for even longer."

The old mech sat himself down, "no.. hey how are you.." he muttered softly looking down.

Ratchet hid his smile beneath his hand "not to good I'm afraid...the other day" he paused as if something morbid happened. His optics went into shock as if something was replaying in his mind, face plate adjusting into normal to paleness. He shook himself to normal and leaned against the wall rubbing his shoulder "well..better than the last few hours I would say " his brows and forehelm crinkled into concern.

"Ran into a mass killer the other day..it wasn't good Kup..no good at all" his voice broke

After Ratchet repaired himself he grunted heavily as his weight was becoming heavier with each repair of reinforcements . Sighing he left the clinic and walked through the empty halls before approaching Kups door and knocking @kups-war-stories

His lips pressed together, a slight hint of sadness grew in his optics when it was just 'business' and not anything else.

Kup turned his helm slightly to shade his optics and hide his disappointment. "Mmmm.. well what do you wanna know.." he sat himself on the berth. The retired mechs face showed his 'exhaustion' "well?"

Ratchet noticed the sadness and scoffed , "trust me, keeps me busy" he tried to lighten the mood for once. "...first, your experience . Is it above average or abnormal..like..does it come naturally? Did you have to train? What about you..you know? Do you think to much of others first or yourself more in a fight?" His optics were wandering as if his monitor in his head was showing him info as he talked. "And..after this I'm going to have to calculate your body mass, brain control, scrap like that" his said the last part with an annoyed voice.

After Ratchet repaired himself he grunted heavily as his weight was becoming heavier with each repair of reinforcements . Sighing he left the clinic and walked through the empty halls before approaching Kups door and knocking @kups-war-stories

"Depends on what part of the past were talking about-" he closed the door then went back to his berth pulling his blanket to drape over his shoulders in a multi blue hues.

His brow raised, "haven't seen you in months and you.. wanna know about my past??"

Ratchet nearly choked and clears his throat "sorry" he corrects himself from his rudeness. He clamped his hands and puts them together "well" his voice rumbled from his old system. Smooth and a little rough, sometimes sounding like a grambot. "Believe it or not its for business, and you know how I am, business business business." He rubbed hus chin and metal stubble "though it has been a few days of fighting for me lately, getting my aft kicked out there can't fight like you warframes" he snorted adjusting his clamps on his waist, acting like a belt.

After Ratchet repaired himself he grunted heavily as his weight was becoming heavier with each repair of reinforcements . Sighing he left the clinic and walked through the empty halls before approaching Kups door and knocking @kups-war-stories

The old mech simply rolled his optics at the medic, "I'm aware. But mine are much prettier.." he only smirks at Ratchet then moves aside for the medic to come in,

"Gonna let all the warmth out?"

Ratchet couldnt help but laugh "oh you make me laugh"

He nods and enters the room, brushing past the mech and observing the room. "Question, are you comfortable with talking about your war past?" He questioned and folded his arms, looking at him with wise eyes . Stern and steady for the old mech.

After Ratchet repaired himself he grunted heavily as his weight was becoming heavier with each repair of reinforcements . Sighing he left the clinic and walked through the empty halls before approaching Kups door and knocking @kups-war-stories

Kup woke up blinking tiredly as he stared at the ceiling muttering. The old mech slowly rose from his berth then went to the door grumbling.

"I'm coming I'm cominhmm-" the old mech let out a hard yawn as he opened the door, "If it's something about the ship it'll have to wait til morning I-h," he finally stopped talking and stared seeing Ratchet.

Ratchet stared back and his eye twitched, his frown turned deeper as it continued before he said "huh?" He tilted his head. "Seeing something are ya?" He flirted first then was serious "...not a ghost from the war of the past, they exist you know" he shudders

A mech walked around the medical bay with a hand rubbing his chin, his red optics squinting in thought as he looked around the clinic.

“Hmmm….hmmmmmmmm…hm” he hummed as he then stopped by a desk, a empty chair no longer filled by the red and white medic that was once there. The mech looked down at the chair, snickered, then grabbed it and threw his head back as he laughed.

“YOU CALL THIS A CLINIC???!” He shouted to nothing and wheezed, laughing once more before running a hand down his face. Wiping away liquid from his optics. “Oh..haha..oh that is to good…now..let’s see what we can do.” He chuckled. Spinning the chair around then sat down in it. Leaning into the light above the bot. A green crest on his forehead, blue medic symbols on his shoulders, optics as red as star gazing into you. A grin.

“The doctor is expecting you.”

Pharma’s cheeks are bright pink and he shyly reaches to take it.

Why am I flushing? He touched my knee for Primus’s sake!

Ratchet noticed the flush and tilted his helm "did I embarrass you?" He mistaken

“N-Nope!” the jet squeaks.

Ratchet placed his hand on his knee again "you sure?"