Ratchet had woken you up, telling you that you needed a midnight check up after hours. You reluctantly agreed, too.

Ratchet loved you, and it never ceased to show, yet he was still strict and prickly, causing you to not be over the top fond of him. Though you did love him.

It was the physical examination, and you hated needles. Despite the countless times you had told Ratchet, he never caught the hint. Plus, he needed to do what had to be done.