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wishseeker
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He was a wreck. Wheeljack stumbled into the medbay shuddering as he heard the cameras turn to track his movements. He needed to recharge and his was convinced his quarters were no longer safe. He was here to beg Ratchet to let him recharge in the private room at the back of the medbay. His servos trembled from exhaustion. He couldn’t take much more of this. He didn’t know why Red Alert had suddenly taken such an interest in him but it was freaking him out.
Cameras following him every where he went, his duty cycle suddenly changing to give him more time for lab work, his rations suddenly increasing. Sure it was nice, except for the cameras, but he didn’t know how to take it. It was almost like Red Alert was interested in him.
He paused, if that was the case then he was even more freaked out since he was pretty sure there were cameras in his quarters and personal washracks.
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Red Alert could see Wheeljack was becoming a wreck but wasn’t sure what he could do. It was obvious that Wheeljack knew the cameras were tracking him, maybe he could give the mech a little more privacy?
But if he did that how would he keep him safe? Maybe he should play it down a bit. He was making the mech he cared for a wreck, and didn't the humans have a saying if you love something let it go? Or at least give it room to leave.
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