Thanks to @Ligerous_Prime For the awesome idea! It might not be what you suggested exactly, but it gave me inspiration for it! Hope you all like it!
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It was a dark night, not stormy, thankfully, but dark. Since Knockout's date ideas keep failing, I brought it upon myself to make a date night that we both could enjoy, without it looking like I had the idea. Considering how large his ego is, I think I can hide a plan behind that.
"Knockout! Look at this!" I hollered, my nose burried in my computer.
"It better not be another black-market sale. The last time you bought something off of there it blew up."
I just rolled my opt-... eyes. Wow, I need to get out more just so I can keep calling myself human! Anyway, I pointed a finger at the tiny screen in my hands. I was on the giant keypad of the Decepticon computer, so Knockout had to bend down to look over my shoulder.
"I don't get it... what am I looking at?"
"It's called a movie, doofus. Only this one you sit outside and watch with a significant other." I looked at the movie that was going to play tomorrow night. It was called The Princess Bride, one of my favorites.
"And..."
"And nothing. You just watch the movie outside. It's supposed to be romantic..." I gave him the extra hint. "But, we want to decode more of all... this... right?" I pointed to the large screen displayed in front of me.
Knockout only nodded, quite serious... I think my plan failed... Oh well! Maybe next time!
The day went by normally. Decode scrap, talk to a passing vehicon, yell at Steve to stop playing Galaga, play a racing game on my dead-beat computer, find a bite to eat in the tiny fridge (By the way don't mix energon with milk, BAD chemical reaction... Don't ask), flirt with Knockout every once in awhile... Yeah, it was a pretty good day. The only problem was the routinness of it all. It's been this way for DAYS now, Knockout and I haven't even raced. Things are getting dry... It was home all over again...
Soon I was exhausted after staring at a screen for hours on end.
"Night Knockout. See you in the morning!" I curled into a ball on his chassis. I kinda took it as my 'spot'. My cherry red mech never complained, so I stayed.
"Goodnight, (Y/N). Be ready to wake up a bit earlier tomorrow."
I was already fast asleep, and didn't hear him.
The next day... I didn't wake up very pleasantly.
"OW! WHAT THE FRAG?!" I hollered as Knockout picked me up by my leg. Apparently his version of an alarm clock is making me fall from three feet in the air onto my head!
"I told you we were waking up early." He stated bluntly.
"Well OBVIOUSLY I didn't hear! Put me down you cherry!"
He did, gently placing me down this time. I thanked him, and got dressed into some jeans and a white T-shirt... probably not the bast color to wear... meh, to lazy to change it. Knockout was waiting for me outside his door. He's such a gentleman! It's adorable!
"My lady," he bowed, putting a servo to the floor so I could climb on. I only giggled and curtsied, climbing onto his warm, polished servo.
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