Street Racer Darling |:| Knockout X reader

Dangerous Test

~Knockout's POV~

         "You calmed him down?" I asked, leaning on a table, arms crossed.

Why was this so hard to believe?

         "Yes, well sort of. He threw a giant piece of metal at me first, then calmed down."

         "HE WHAT?!"

I all but lept from my spot, going to make sure she wasn't hurt. What was it with this femme and testing her limits?!

         "Hey, ow! Stop poking! I'm fine!"

She glared at me, looking over her shoulder. In return I poked her again, making her jump.

         "You wanna know why that hurts so much?"

I received another glare as my answer.

         "Because you have an incision underneath your armor."

         "I what?"

Obviously she didn't see the dripping energon. That or she never bothered to look behind her when she left. I'm surprised Megatron didn't notice either, shows the main reason why he's so interested in her, and it's NOT because of her sparky personality.

         "Hang on, I'll go get something to patch it up with. You sit here so that you don't strain yourself... you haven't lost to much energon, but better safe then sorry."

Walking away I heard her grumble her protests, but she didn't stand back up, of which I was glad. Finding what I needed, I started my way back, but something stopped me as I heard a conversation being held without me.

         "I thought you said the only casualty was the door."

It was Megatron...

         "Apparently not... there's an incision under my armor... Knockout said I'd be fine."

Good answer... but why is Megatron here? Wait is he stalking (Y/N)?!

         "So I guess we will wait here together?"

         "Well, I should be mended here soon... either it will heal before the slow-poke gets here or he finds what he needs here soon, either way I'll tell him to tend to your arm first."

So it's a medical reason... or is he faking it?

         "I believe you are his first priority... are you not?"

I heard the trick in his words, and played out how I would come in in my processor before I did something brash... I hoped it worked, and didn't seem fake, though trust me, it was going to be 100% fake.

         "Please, I'm only another patient."

Her words stopped me for a second or two. She might have said it as a cover up, but it was so... casual. Reminding myself of the problem at hand I made my entrance.

         "Lord Megatron! What brings you here?"

         "A medical matter, obviously."

         "Moody as ever," I mumbled, setting the torch I acquired down, "Well, that is a doozy isn't it?" I noticed the wire that sparked from time to time, showing that it still worked. Clearing a table I gestured for him to set his arm down, "If you will?"

He did, and I simply reconnected the wire in his arm, though not without difficulty since he wouldn't stop twitching with every spark, his nerves trying to reconnect as well. I was overly relieved when I was done.

         "Good as new, though I suggest giving it time to heal further."

Megatron merely nodded as he gripped and un-gripped his servo.

         "That will be all, Knockout... I believe you have another patient to take care of."

         "Of course, unless there is anything else you might need." I wanted to be safe, though I desperately wanted to tend to Wildstryke.

         "No." With that he was off, only looking back once, most likely at Wildstryke, who waved her goodbye, a small smile on her faceplate. She only spoke when he was gone.

         "Knockout... I think the bleeding became worse..."

Quickly, I looked at her back plates, finding the energon leak had worsened. I grabbed the torch and a rag, wiping the energon away, and trying to re-find the incision.

         "Megatron sure has the worst timing huh?"

         "Don't joke right now, (Y/N) this is serious!"

         "Always so serious." She giggled.

         "Only when you're delirious," I sighed, "You've lost quite a bit already... How did you even stay upright while he was here?"

I started to close the wound, trying my hardest not to touch her paint, but it was hard when she twitched from the pain, and the loss of energon caused her to fade in and out of consciousness. How sharp was that metal debris to cause such damage?

         "A lot of staring awkwardly at his faceplate... did you know that he has dirt right between his optics?"

I couldn't help but chuckle as I finished my job. You couldn't even tell there was a wound there. Frag I'm good at what I do.

         "I like your chuckle." She stated as I set the torch on a table, "It's different from Megatron's."

         "Oh?" I chuckled again, "And how is that?"

I helped her up as she stumbled, the loss of energon making her weak. I walked her to a medical berth, where I told her to lay down.

         "Your chuckle is silky, like a melted milk chocolate!"

I made note to look up this milk-chocolate substance... It sounded interesting, especially since it was used to describe my chuckle. Since she didn't continue I asked about what she thought of Megatron's chuckle. After that delirious description I was curious.

         "His is like... burnt, black coffee: dark, and bitter, not many like it."

She made an effort to shrug, but found it hard as she fell into recharge. She needed it, I knew that much, and it wasn't just for the lack of energon in her system.

         "Maybe you can tell him that, when you're feeling brave enough." I whispered as she closed her delicate, bright red optics. I kissed her cheekplate, caressing her helm as she recharged peacefully. I wished we could get away from all this, but I don't know how. Perhaps, when this war is over we'll find a way...

For once I found myself partially rooting for the Autobots. I truly must be mad. Well, I guess I have to be slightly insane, I'm in love with a human. And a Street Racer at that.

(I can't help but think it to be so coot! X3 Sorry... I'm fangirling over my own work... I think I need A) a life and B) help! HAHA! Excuse me as I go laugh like a maniac in the corner... Feel free to join! Though trust me, the next one's gonna be GREAT! Thanks for reading!)