A young red mech stood in front of the medical centre entrance for what seemed like cycles. Normally, he would be more than willing to walk right in and start up a conversation with one of the novice medics First Aid or Hoist, or even the head physician Ratchet. In a normal circumstance he had absolutely no reason not to enter the medical centre for any reason. His designation is Blaster, the Voice of all autobots. He prided himself on being able to talk about anything and everything.
So, then... why did he hesitate?
For the past two vorns, Blaster had begun to feel a strange sensation coming from his spark chamber. It put unnecessary pressure on his chassis and made him feel quite uncomfortable. Nothing appeared on his heads-up display and his self-scans detected no abnormalities, so Blaster just wrote it off as some minor glitch that would eventually sort itself out. Unfortunately, it wasn't that simple. After another vorn passed, the pressure soon became almost unbearable and he fou