Not so bad After All

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Plot Summary: After attending a secret night car race, Rarity finally meets the mysterious driver.

Characters: Knock Out & Rarity

Relationship: Romantic

(Takes place during the 'Transformers: Prime' series)


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"Hey, Rarity!" Sierra greeted warmly as she and her friend approached the fashionista's desk. Rarity, with her deep blue eyes focused intently on her sketchbook, glanced up, "Do you want to come with us tonight?" the redhead suggested.

Rarity tilted her head slightly, her curiosity piqued, "Wherever do you mean, darling?" she asked, setting her pen down gracefully beside her drawing.

"There are these thrilling night car races we've been attending every week." the blonde girl explained, her excitement palpable, "I even heard about this mysterious guy who always wins. He's like a legend in the racing scene."

Rarity's eyebrows knitted together in thought. The idea of car races seemed worlds apart from her usual interests, "I'm not too sure..." she mused, her voice soft and contemplative, "Car races are not really my cup of tea."

"Aw, c'mon! It's going to be so cool!" her classmate insisted.

"When was the last time you had some real fun?" Sierra chimed in, her tone a mix of genuine curiosity and a playful challenge. She crossed her arms and raised an eyebrow, waiting for Rarity's response.

"Shopping is fun." the elegant girl replied, as if that settled the matter. For her, the allure of fashion and the excitement of finding the perfect pieces were indeed a form of enjoyment.

The ponytail female rolled her eyes dramatically, "You're always either studying, shopping, or sketching new outfits." she pointed out, "I mean, it's not like that's a bad thing but- don't you ever want to do something different? Just for a change?"

Rarity paused, her friend's words lingering in the air. She knew they were spoken out of concern and a genuine desire to see her expand her horizons. The routine of her life, while fulfilling, did tend to become a bit predictable. She mulled over the invitation, glancing aside as she weighed the decision. Was it wise to step out of her comfort zone for something so unconventional? Her mind raced with thoughts of roaring engines and vibrant crowds, so different from her usual serene environments.

Sensing her hesitation, her blonde friend gently placed a reassuring hand on Rarity's shoulder, "Hey," she said softly with understanding, "you don't have to come if you don't want to. It's totally fine. But just in case you change your mind..." she reached into the pocket of her skirt and pulled out a neatly folded note. Handing it to the fashionista, she added, "Here's the spot. The race starts at 23:00."

Rarity took the note, her fingers brushing the paper as she unfolded it to reveal the address. She looked at the words, then slowly lifted her gaze to meet her friend's eyes, "I will think about it." she replied, a small smile curved her lips, "Thank you, darlings."

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