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A Deceptive Night - Pt 8A Deceptive Night - Pt 8
Voices floated around him like bubbles. Optimus Prime lay quietly on Ratchet's medical table, perfectly content to stay there in his own bubble of peace. His optics were offline, shielding them from the harsh glare of the examination lamp. Beneath its warmth, Optimus felt like he could stay there forever.
Prime, I need you up to give you a final check, Ratchet's gruff voice popped the bubble.
No. I'm fine, thanks, Optimus thought happily.
Optimus? Ratchet's voice frowned.
No, the Autobot leader spoke aloud.
The med-bot chuckled. That's not for you to decide!
A Deceptive Night - Pt 7A Deceptive Night - Pt 7
Twenty minutes after contacting Optimus, Blackarachnia found herself in a secluded area of Melville Park. It was a large clearing in the trees and Sari was seated beneath one of them, tied up once again. Her hands and feet were bound, so she couldn't run away. However, the girl's mouth was uncovered.
I hope they get here soon! I'm still hungry! Sari whined.
If I know him like I think I do, he'll be early, Arachnia thought. As if on cue, her internal comm-link buzzed. She smiled, you're right on time.
You know me too well, Optimus spoke aloud, striding into view. I hope it'
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