Hello everyone! Even though this isn't a request, I still decided to do it anyway! Anyway, let's get along with the story, shall we?
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[Reader's Key]
Your name = Y/N
O/C = Optic color
P/C = Paint Color
Femme = Female Cybertronian
Optic = Eyes
Servo = Hand
Forehelm = Forehead
'Example' = Thinking
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It was a normal cycle on the Nemesis warship, Vehicons patrolling the halls, Megatron sitting on his throne, and you were sitting in your berthroom, bored out of your mind. You had nothing to do other than sit around and think by yourself. You could've gone to the medical wing and talk to Breakdown and Knockout, but Breakdown was on a mission and Knockout was fussing over his paint job.
You groaned in annoyance and boredom, that was until your comm came on.
"Y/N? Are you there?" A familiar voice said.
"Yes, Breakdown?" You spoke.
"Come over to the medical wing, would you?" He spoke.
"Okay, I'll be there in a bit." You said, finally having something to do.
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Once you reached the medical wing, you walked in without a second thought. Soon enough, you realized it was empty.
"Well, this is underwhelming..." You grumbled out in annoyance.
Just as you were about to leave, you see a bright red paint job behind a few boxes out of the corner of your O/C optics. You saw it move, like it was trying to sneak away behind you. Suddenly, you had a thought.
'Another prank, isn't it?' You thought.
You quietly made your way to the shifting red paint job and then grabbed it yelling,
"I've got you know!"
The figure yelped in surprise and fear. It turned around and you could see that it was Knockout. while he looked startled, you were dying of laughter.
"Oh, stop laughing, would you?" He said very annoyed of your little stunt.
"I would if you didn't scream like a femme!" You managed to speak from laughter.
After a few minutes of laughing your aft off, you remembered why you were here in the first place. You looked around, expecting to see Breakdown. Seeing no one other, you turned round to look at Knockout with a confused look on your face.
"Breakdown isn't here and because he isn't here, you need to help me with my paint job." He said.
"But why didn't you just comm me instead of telling Breakdown to comm me?" You said, even more confused.
" I was bored, okay?" He spoke with a bored tone.
After he said that, you grabbed the buffer and started to work on his red finish. After a few hours, you put the buffer and Knockout had a happy expression. He then looked at your P/C and noticed that the paint was flaking off.
"You know your P/C is flaking off, right?"
"I know, I just don't want to fix it right now."
Without a single word, he pulled some paint from a crate and started to work on you P/C paint job. A few hours later, he stepped and admired his hard work in pride. In the process of fixing your paint, you had fallen asleep. he took notice of this and carried you to your berthroom and set you down gently.
"At least you look better than a few hours ago." He said in a whisper.
He looked at you for a bit longer and put a little kiss on your servo. His fingertips traced your faceplates. Soon after, Knockout left your berthroom, but not without giving you another kiss on your forehelm.
"Goodnight, Doll." He said with a whisper.
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This was my first original story and I'm very proud of it. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did! If there are any errors or mistakes, please tell me. The next chapter will be headcannons about Four from BFB!
Word Count: 611
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RomanceThis book is sadly abandoned but feel free to have a look at the cringe writing tho
