Dancing For The Optics Of The Wicked

Chapter 4: My Hero's?

Arcee was bored. All she had done all day is wait for Megatron to return. Her escape plan went out the window when he moved her 'bed' next to his and tied her to the leg of it.

Afthead.

She had almost called him that the other day and had to hold in a giggle when he asked her to repeat what she said. Well hey, if you're gonna be kidnapped then why not make the most of it? Figuratively speaking.

She had discovered what he meant by being punished. She had tried to rip her bonds and escape so Megatron spanked her. She now knew not to do that, because fragging hell that hurt her aft. What she hated most about it is that she knew he enjoyed it.

The doors slid open and in came her master. He sat down on his berth with a sigh.

"Come here, pet." He said in a tired voice, he ripped the ribbon with his pede.

Arcee was confused, she could escape and be captured again or she could see what the frag was going on with Megatron. The second option peaked her interest for once, so she hesitantly stepped closer to the berth.

"Yes?" She spoke in a hushed tone.

"Closer." She stepped forward again.

"Closer." He said, in a slightly more agitated voice, so she hurried a few steps forward.

"Do I have to punish you just to get you to come near me?" He said, his voice raised a little bit, Arcee shook her helm and finally stepped to the edge of the berth.

"Thank you." He sighed, before looping an arm around her and flipping her onto the berth with him. //No its not what ya think ya dirty bastards xD//

He completely ignored her yelp of surprise and just curled her into the crook of his side. She was warm so that was a bonus. //See, Megs just wanted a cuddle.//

Megatron was warm also, so it was almost impossible to not fall into recharge. Arcee was too comfortable.

"Afthead." She yawned, before drifting off, the last thing she heard was a deep chuckle.

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Arcee was woken up rudely, to say the least. An insecticon crashed through Megatron's wall and fell into the berth, which they were recharging upon. The berth flipped over and Megatron had to grab Arcee before she was crushed. Luckily, he did. But it was an uncomfortable position, Arcee pressed into his broad chassis while the berth was rested on his back. Just to say, Arcee doesn't think that insecticon will be seen for a while.

Most likely because Megatron has knocked the scrap out of it for that. Y'know, just a hunch.

The War-lords cuddly mood faltered and he gave up on trying to rest, so he decided to take up Kiloracer's offer. Which meant hell for Arcee.

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Arcee was strung up, in an all to familiar situation containing Airachnid. But this wasn't Airachnid, no. This was Kiloracer, a mech she had never even heard about.

She knew he enjoyed torture though, both physical and emotional as he had put Bulkhead across the room, most likely to scare the daylights out of the mech as he tortured her. Yet she couldn't see Kiloracer, that's what worried her the most.

She heard the door slide open and shut again; she squeezed her optics shut. She heard Bulkhead gasp and then growl.

"What are you doin' here 'Con!" He barked. Arcee opened her optics and looked around, she didn't see anyone until she felt a servo on her waist, the owner had sharp digits that tickled her side as they brushed against it.

"Medical check up, what's it to you, tubby?" The voice snarled back, then it clicked. It was Knockout.

"I wanted know why you were touching my friend, scrapheap." Bulkhead retaliated. Knockout did a lightning fast 180 and speed walked over to Bulkhead.

"I'd suggest you keep those insults to yourself, unless you don't want a helm on your shoulders anymore." Knockout drawled, his buzzsaw replacing his servo in a fluid motion.

Bulkhead grimaced and angled his helm away from the saw. Not muttering another word.

"Good." Knockout stated, retracting himself from Bulkhead and dusting himself off.

"Now." He said, turning to Arcee.

"Lets get you out of those bonds, shall we?"

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"And, tell me, Why did you think that was a good idea?" Starscream shrieked at the slightly smaller mech.

Arcee couldn't hear Knockout's response but she heard Starscream's loud sigh that came after it. It wasn't long before the two came stalking into the room.

She didn't care why she was here, at least Knockout had saved her from some torture.

"Don't worry, Starscream. Lord Megatron said it was fine." Knockout said, waving the other mech off.

"Yes, but you must understand my concern, Knockout." He scolded back, his wings flaring out behind him.

Knockout murmered something along the lines of 'yes, yes' before glancing at Arcee.

"Lord Megatron says you have been a 'good pet' and has allowed me to take you out, isn't that nice?" He continued, a lazy grin spreading across his face.

"I'm going to take you racing." He smirked, ignoring Starscream's grumbling.

Arcee couldn't help the smile that slipped onto her facial  features. She hadn't smiled like that in a while. She would have never admitted it if she was with team prime still on earth, but she used to sneak out onto race tracks, just not as often as Knockout did.

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"Don't think I haven't seen you here before, Little blue."

"Hmm?"

"I've seen you before on this race track." Knockout chided from where he was driving beside her, they had easily overpowered the humans on earth, so they had a short while before they caught up.

"I did like a bit of racing when I was on earth, I used to sneak out all the time." She chuckled.

"Ever get caught? I did and sure as pit was I punished." He laughed back.

"Yeah, once or twice. Ratchet went off on one." She giggled, ignoring the small twang of grief at the mention of earth and her team.

Knockouts laugh diminished her bad thoughts as the humans behind them began to speed up.

"Oh? So they want a challenge do they?" He chuckled darkly.

"If its a challenge they want, its a challenge they'll get." Arcee finished for him, speeding up alongside him.

Both bots sped up and raced through the track, performing tricks along the way. Arcee did a pirouette on her front wheel and Knockout did a smooth turn, smoke coming from his wheels in a graceful cloud.

Before they could collect their winnings, both of them sped away from the competition and back into their groundbridge.

BOOYAH! 1106 words for ya'll. Hope you enjoy! xx

Ily, stay fresh my diamonds.

-Crystalarcee out