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It's heartache every moment with you.
"Heartache Every Moment," - HIM
The repeated clang of metal meeting metal was loud in the otherwise quiet medbay.
"Ow!Ow!Ow!"
"Well, if you wouldn't insist on blowing yourself up every astrocycle, you wouldn't be in here. And I wouldn't be forced to put your sorry aft back together just for you to do it all over again!"
"That doesn't justify you hittin' me with a tire iron."
"I thought maybe, just maybe, if I could at least show you some of the pain you've inflicted on me, you'd be learn to be more careful. But no..."
The scientist tilted his head, looking wary and thoughtful all at once.
"Do you have any idea how much it hurts," the Medic's hand pressed to his own chest, just over his spark, "when I hear the explosions, feel the compound shake, see you dragged in here, offline, leaking energon and other fluids all over the place?"