Ruby (TFP)

Chapter 2

"I am unsure how much food she can eat right now, Fowler. She does not appear to have any teeth." Optimus did not know how dragons would have fed their offspring, as he was certain each dragon would have had a different method. "Do you know what food she could have?"

Fowler nodded. "I might have a rough idea, but I need to get it from town. Nothing here is going to be useful." He walked to the stairs to make his way down. "And I don't really want to take the chopper into town, because that would look extremely suspicious, and I don't need to get any heat from my superiors."

Cliff chuckled and looked at Optimus with a smile. "The human is right, Prime. We got nothing here to help that little dragon, and I think getting supplies to deal with her first is a good idea." Optimus nodded as he agreed. "I'll make sure that the man gets to town safely, boss."

"I cannot believe that we are focusing on this dragon first..." Ratchet rubbed his forehead in frustration. "I am not sure if we even have the energy to..." He paused as he could hear the sound of dripping and a splat sound before looking at Optimus and widening his optics as he realized that the dragon was peeing and had pooped at the same time. Ratchet glanced down and grimaced at the mess as Optimus had taken a step back and was holding the dragon a little further from himself. "Primus..."

Fowler chuckled softly as he reached the bottom of the stairs. He was amused by the disgusted expressions on the faces of the autobots. "Uh...probably should have mentioned she would do that...considering all creatures on this planet does that...but at least you were holding her that way, Prime, so none of it got on you. But I suppose the first bowel movement and bladder relief was going to happen at any point today."

Optimus was not very enthused by it, even though he wasn't mad at the dragon. She had a strange expression on her face before that happened, and she seemed to be happier now, and she looked at Prime before squealing at him. "How do you propose we deal with this? We cannot have her making messes like this all over the base."

"Considering dragons are very intelligent, I don't think it will be hard to teach her how to use a toilet. And she'll need to know from you, Prime, if she is right to use it. There are toilets around here that you might be able to access, but you might have to modify a part of the base so you can be there when she needs to use it, and that it will be big enough since she will outgrow regular toilets." The dragon stopped peeing, but she did need a bit of a clean. "I'll make sure to get some cleaning stuff. There might be a tap somewhere that you can access to get her clean. But...the water will be cold, so she might not like it much."

"Lead the way, Agent Fowler. I don't think holding her too long is a good idea. Plus, we need to start making plans." Optimus glanced at the skeleton of the dragon for moment before he began to turn. "Hopefully, we can ensure that this dragon will not bother us too much...even though I will do what I can...with the knowledge that you give us, Fowler."

"I think it is going to be a lot of fun learning!" Bumblebee said enthusiastically as Fowler began to lead the way back to where they had come from. "Plus, we need to think of a name for her."

"A name?" Ratchet grumbled as he was not enthused by the idea of chasing after and caring for a baby dragon. Bumblebee nodded happily. "Ugh...well...I'll leave up to you lot. I am not happy that we have this dragon in the base. I feel sorry for her, but I don't get why we are responsible."

"Fowler's already explained why, Ratchet. Other humans do not need to know about her existence." Optimus had not thought of a name yet, but she did need one. He didn't feel it was right to not give her a name. "We will get used to having her around. I am sure you will learn to enjoy it as I will. Right now, she needs to be cleaned, and Fowler needs to get something that she can ingest."