Tidal Collapse [TFP x Reader] [TFP Story]

Chapter 9

"Some things never change." After he said that, he looked up at him.

The Autobots began to worry about what was going to happen. Rykerdraft soon joined them, worried for both Wheeljack and Ultra Magnus. She didn't want them to fight. Bulkhead also began to get worried.

"Jackie..." Ultra Magnus groaned at Wheeljack.

"Need I remind you that it was Optimus Prime himself who assigned me to command you wreckers back on Cybertron and get your loose cannons under control. An effective combat unit begins with discipline. If you won't accept that, feel free to choose the path of least resistance, as you did before." Ultra Magnus glared at Wheeljack as a challenging look.

Wheeljack took a step forward.

"If my ship weren't in a twisted wreck at present, I'd do that, sir." He sarcastically spoke and then began to stomp off. He began walking toward the Autobots and before he walked between them, he stopped and looked at Rykerdraft.

"One heck of lob you did back there." Rykerdraft smiled and nodded in thanks. He then left. Everyone, including Rykerdraft looked at Ultra Magnus. He sighed in defeat and looked at everyone.

"So, any word from Optimus?" Ratchet answered.

"He's investigating recent Decepticon activity, hopefully an energon mine."

Once that was clarified, everyone began doing something. Ratchet was fixing one of his tools. Arcee and Bulkhead were standing next to him looking at the computers, waiting for orders to come. Rykerdraft got the ok from Ratchet that she could begin helping how if she wanted to since her organ seems to be healing quite nicely and quickly.

She was currently stacking empty energon cubes. Miko then ran down and stood in front of Arcee, Bulkhead, and Ratchet.

"How rad would it be if you all had jet packs like Optimus?" Ratchet didn't even look up from what he was doing.

"Quite 'rad' Miko." He then looked at the Forge of Solus Prime. "But the Forge has been depleted of it's power to do that."

Bulkhead leaned over. "Now it's only good for pounding out dings."

There was then the sound of tires screeching. Every stopped and looked up at the entrance of the base and saw a royal blue, yellow, and white McLaren speeds in and drifts to a stop in front of four.

"Smokescreen?" Arcee questioned before the car began to transform.

"Ah, what gave me away?" Arcee then gave him a 'really?' look.

"Come on! Robots in Disguise right?" Ultra Magnus then walked toward him.

"Where've you been soldier?" Smokescreen answer with nothing but confidence in his voice.

"Scanning new war paint. Thought it'd be proactive to follow Optimus' lead, and Bumblebee's." Bumblebee stopped what he was doing and turned and looked at Smokescreen and then beeped and booped at him (I'm not sure how I can make Bumblebee talk so this is what your all going to get. :P).

"Now you can look your best while stacking those empty cubes with the Predacon." Smokescreen held a disappointed expression.

"Yes sir." He turned toward the direction. Rykerdraft silently growled when Ultra Magnus called her by her species name and not her name.

Smokescreen then mumbled something that caught Ratchet off guard.

"What was that about a Prime?!" Smokescreen got worried and answered in haste.