Balancing myself on a rafter as my feet swiftly carry me across them, I jump onto another rafter and run down that one. Ratchet was speaking with Boss Bot and Prowler about this and that, leaving me here with nothing to do. The twins already have got into trouble with Trigger Happy and put in the brig for their time out, it does absolutely nothing.

There weren't any of my closer friends compared to the other bots and humans on the base to hang out with. My mind reeled around for a bit as my feet carried me across the rafters to suppress my boredom. Maybe Ironhide will want to hang out and talk about our battle stories.

Purposely stepping off the rafters with my wings unfurled to catch the wing, I fly out of the open window next to my plat form. Twisting my body to head to the training area where ol' 'Hide might be, my wings continue flap to keep me in the air and in the direction of the training area.

The wind was blowing hardly as I did some flips to take away the boredom in my systems there wasn't much to do here with my friends gone. Snow has come, announcing winters arrival and flaked the ground below. Soldiers are wearing jackets to keep themselves warm and safe from the dropping temperatures of winter.

Ironhide makes the soldiers train in the freezing temperatures to get them use to the cold weather. I felt bad for them freezing their balls and nipples in the cold weather. When I was human, the winter weather my favorite and each time it snowed, I would go out in a swim suit and lay down in the snow for fun. That was a good memory to me and was stored inside the humane part of my brain.

Landing on the concrete barrier to watch Ironhide order the soldiers where to shoot, I settle on my haunches with my arms resting on my knees. Trigger Happy is directing them where to shoot for the best place to take on down or at least damage them. A group of five was running, being the distraction and when one slipped, it turned into a game of dominos.

The group of five all landed on their asses and most likely hitting their heads in the process. Instead of the others going to help them off the cold snow, they stood there laughing their asses off. A couple of them fell to group from laughing so hard.

Rolling my eyes at the idiotic humans, I took off and landed in front of the leader. I outstretch my hand to him to help him off the ground. He was, of course, afraid of my frightening appearance but grabbed my hand after getting over the fear. Pulling him up slowly on his feet to make sure he doesn't fall again and pull me down with him, I dust off the snow off his back.

"You okay? Didn't hit your head too hard I hope," I questioned. Surprise took over his expression from my kind behavior and he nodded his head, acting unsure of himself. "Well if you hit your head hard, you better get to Ratch to make sure you don't have a concussion."

Once again he nods his head and stutters over his words, this time he didn't act afraid of me. "Th-thanks." Dipping my head acknowledge his say of thanks, I glance closely at his eyes to find hints of awe and astonishment hidden inside of them. The best thing to do was to ignore it and leave to make sure the others didn't get to terrible injured.

They were all fine with a couple of bruises that are going to form on their asses and a headache for the rest of the day. Shawn, the leader of his small group of five, wanted to talk to me while Ironhide lets them take a few minutes to regroup their thoughts. All the others were forced to get back to work and earn extra time of training for not helping their injured buddies away from danger, karma is a bitch.

Shawn rested his back against the concrete barrier and his butt plopped down on the free spot of snow (I removed the snow for them to be able to sit down without having a cold ass in return). I sat on my haunches will grabbing his face gazing into his eyes to see if there was any sign of a concussion, it didn't seem to be one and I release his chin from my grasp.

His peridot green eyes still stared into my silver ones, still ignoring him. "It doesn't seem like you hit your head that hard to earn a concussion but I'm no medic. You better get check out by Ratchet though." He gives me 'okay' and changes his gaze to look up at the seemingly scary Weapon Specialist. You could easily smell the fright pouring off of him from the large bot standing next multiple feet away from him. I knew he was too scared to ask the bot who was already a bit pissed off.

"Hey 'Hide, I'm going to take the five to Ratchet to get them checked out," I spoke up. Ironhide glances down at us and gave us the okay. I stand up and help Shawn easily up on the snow and ice. Next I lead them carefully over the ice and snow so they don't this time and injure themselves even more.

We made it to the Med. Bay without anyone falling on their ass or face planting, one of them was having trouble standing and had to be carried by two of the others. Ratchet was back from speaking with Boss Bot and Stick Up His Ass (Prowl and I know it's not the most creative name but it suits him). I greet Ratchet kindly like always, "Good Morning Ratchet, I have some unlucky patients for you to check over. They were training and accidently fell from the ice. All them hit their heads on the ground and might have concussions."

Doc Bot nodded his head and motioned with his servo for us to some in. "Let's get this done and get you guys back to Ironhide," he urged the five inside and they obey his instructions. I follow behind them and fly myself onto the top of the Cybertronian sized table to watch what Ratchet does.

Shawn is the first one of Ratchets list and is checked out by him. Gladly Shawn doesn't have a concussion but one of his team mates isn't as lucky. Gabby is her name and she was the one having trouble getting herself here, a tall tale sign of having a concussion. Ratchet gave her a bottle of Tylenol, told her to check in everyday and that she is on bed rest.

On the way out of the Med. Bay, Ratchet had called out to me. "Thank you Midnight for taking them here." Waving his appreciation off with my hand, I lead the group of five out the Med. Bay and take Gabby back to her barrack to get her needed bed rest. She is allowed to sleep with her concussion not being as severe.

After helping Gabby back to her barrack and her making small talk with me, I fly back to the training grounds and land on the concrete barrier by Ironhide. Said mech glanced at me and greeted me back to the group, I could tell he wanted to ask me something but kept it to himself.

Later on at the end of training (including the extra time given), Trigger Happy challenged me to a duel. Not the smartest thing to come from his intake, I accept it anyway for the fun of.

Ironhide explains the rules, "This is training so killing or permanently damaging each other. Whoever takes down the other fully to the ground first will win and hold them down for three seconds. Also everything is legal." Nodding my head to agree to his rules and terms, I give him a thumbs up and travel to the area where the large bots spar against each other.

He also gets into position and has a human count us down. The moment Shawn counts down to one, Ironhide's cannons whirled wildly in their casing and he takes aim at me. Using my speed to doge out of the way of the carefully aimed shot, I slowly make my way towards him while dodging his shots.

Getting close enough for to swat at me like a bug, I latch onto his back strut and do the next smartest thing to do. My body grows quickly, ripping my clothes, (painfully I must add from the speed that was needed to catch him off guard) and forms into a Mudwing, a dragon from the 'Wings of Fire' series. With thick, armored scales and a large, flat head with nostrils on top of my snout. My body was as big or even bigger then Ironhide and probably weighed about one-third less than him.

With my sudden weight being added to his back, he fell backwards on top of me. He is able to twist his frame to get on top of me and hold me down. Reacting quickly with my lightning fast thinking and speed, I push with my right wing to flip us over for me to be top. Even though my dragon form isn't as heavy as him, I use it to my advantage to hold him down while he struggles to get me off of him.

Three seconds pass and I jump off of him as Shawn announced that time is up. Letting my form down size into my draconian form, I color my scales to make it look like if my body was covered by clothes. I don't think anyone wants to see my naked form or the scars that adorn it.

Ironhide stands up off the ground after being beaten by me and turns to look at me. "Good job Midnight, you have won the battle," he praises. I nodded my head in his direction to acknowledge him and make my way to the Med. Bay where there is an extra pair of clothes for me to wear. When shapeshifting into bigger forms always results in my clothes ripping and tearing so extra clothes is a must to have on hand.

Arriving at the Med. Bay and quickly putting on the extra pair of clothes to cover my naked form, I say my goodbyes to Ratchet before leaving. I fly out of the Med. Bay and spotted the Terror Twins making their way to the Autobots Rec. room.

Heading in their direction, I hover next to them. "Hey how's it hanging?" I questioned. Sideswipe stopped and turned to me with a smile on his face plates.

"Hey, we are heading to the Rec. room. Want to join us?" he requested. Dipping my head to accept his offer, I land on his shoulder for him to take me to the Rec. room himself. If you have the chance to be lazy, take it because that's was I did with Sideswipe.