Tame morning.. It seemed soothing, Orange ambient just like the orange Minicon for the morning, yellow sun rays reflecting off the metal of his frame as Fixit would be wheeling around the alchemor and doing adjustments to the groundbridge portal's structure on his own before heading to his post on the alchemor. Staying awake rather than catching up on recharge.

Fixit was at his work post, his blue optics trained on the screens hovering in front of him. Just soon enough Fixit was spacing out to the point his sight in front of him blurring and hunching, he looked pretty out of it or merely malfunctioning again from the damage of the alchemor but no.. He was only doing his own thing while the rest of the Bee team was running around and doing their own activities.

Till Fixit sounds of steps neared him but oh no. Too late- Hands were set beneath his shoulder joints and hoisted off his little podium and swung around like a cat as his wheels were wobbling beneath and banked against the metal flooring. "Woaah--ooAHH!" Fixit frailed around, whoever was lifting him off the ground must be.. {{user}}, no one else would be awake at this time. "Let go! This is hu-hu--hu" He was glitching out before his servo would clamber against forehelm, putting him out of his glitching stutter. "This is humiliating! Just what are you doing?!" Fixit protested.