Dancing For The Optics Of The Wicked

Chapter 5: Me and Him? Shut up Starscream!

//Oof, authors note, I have decided to reimburse my time into the old classic pair, Knockout x Arcee. As you can see from the end of the last chapter 0wo. That is all, I'll let you read the chapter now. Buh-Bye!//

Knockouts visits had become more frequent and by now he was Arcee's favourite person to see, minus the Autobots but she couldn't see them anyway. Racing was also now a frequent activity of theirs, they just loved to dominate the competition.

Knockout sometimes even stopped by for a chat when Megatron was out as he had discovered Arcee was a great listener and he loved to rant about his teammates to her, which she found endlessly amusing. His visits were like a routine, whenever he knew Megatron was out for business purposes he'd pop in or if they had time, it was down to the racing tracks.

Today was different, she'd found out that Knockout had convinced Starscream and some other seekers who go by the name of Waterstorm and Stormcutter, to race each other. Starscream had no doubtedly let his ego get the best of him and declared that he would win, well we would just have to find out, wont we?

Stormcutter was in the lead with Starscream close behind, Waterstorm was losing by a mile! Both Arcee and Knockout were driving below them, counting the score. Arcee had betted on Stormcutter and Knockout on Starscream, it was no surprise he betted on his best friend to win. Arcee had just had a hunch about Stormcutter, he was a bulky seeker but he was sharp, meaning he could cut through the air faster and he could take sharp turns pretty well.

"And the winner is...Stormcutter!" Arcee declared with a small whoop, accepting her winnings from Knockout, who pouted angrily.

She didn't expect the bulky seeker to lift her off of her feet into a hug.

"Zank you vor your support, Arcee." He smiled, his German accent sending pleasant vibrations through her audio receptors.

She patted his shoulder and he put her down.

"No problem, Stormcutter. Its good to finally meet some friendly bots around here." She chuckled.

Before she could finish their conversation, Knockout had grabbed her servo and started dragging her away, so she just waved a goodbye.

"Why'd you do that?" She asked the red mech when they were back at Darkmount.

"It was time to go." Knockout shrugged, Arcee just waved it off.

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"Hey, You know what time it is?" Knockout said, popping his head into the room Arcee was in, drawling his words.

"Eight oclock?"

"No, its racing time!" He declared, his face holding a mischevious smirk.

"And..I have a friend who wants to come along this time." He continued, bouncing over and grabbing her servo.

"C'mon it'll be fun!" He persuaded, Arcee shook her head with a grin but followed him out of the room anyway.

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"Arcee, this is Motormaster, Motormaster this is Arcee." Knockout said, waving his arms around for some extra flair, drama queen.

The tall green and white mech bowed to kiss her servo.

"Good to meet you, Arcee." He said, his thick british accent seeping into his words.

"And you, Motormaster." Arcee replied with a soft smile, as he released her servo.