Little Honeybee 🐝

Chapter 6

-About a week later-

"Sideswipe, this is your last warning. If you keep squirming like that, you're going to lose a hand." Knockout huffed, gripping the young mech's wrist tightly so he wouldn't squirm as he continued to work diligently.

"But it huuuuurrrtttsss!" Sideswipe whined, earning a snicker from Strongarm, who was standing a few feet away. "What kind of medic are you?!"

"He's our medic, so it would be wise to respect him." Bumblebee chimed in, striding over to Knockout and kissing him on the helm. "Is he giving you too much trouble, Knockout?" He asked, shooting Sideswipe a glare.

"No, no. Nothing I can't handle, at least." Knockout replied, an evil grin appearing on his face as he said that.

"Oh no, I do not like that look! Bumblebee, call off your scary boyfriend!" Sideswipe complained, making Knockout and Bumblebee turn bright red in embarrassment.

Once they both came to their senses, Knockout chuckled nervously while simultaneously tightening his grip on Sideswipe's wrist. "Sideswipe.... unless you want your aft welded to something in this junkyard, I suggest you think before you speak." He said in a dangerous tone, glaring at the mech.

Sideswipe nodded, ripping his arm out of Knockout's grip and making a hasty retreat before the medic could clobber him. Strongarm just shook her head and walked away.

"Still got that intimidating attitude, hm?" Bumblebee teased, kissing Knockout's helm and nuzzling him. "You haven't changed a bit."

"Haha, very funny." Knockout said sarcastically, rolling his optics and leaning against Bumblebee. "I've learned a bit from Ratchet, actually."

"Really now? He could learn a few things from you as well." Bumblebee snickered, wrapping an arm around Knockout's waist and bringing him closer.

"Lieutenant!" Fixit rolled up to them, looking scared out of his mind.

Bumblebee raised an optic ridge, letting go of Knockout for a moment and turning to look at the minicon. "What is it, Fixit?"

"The defense systems are down and I'm picking up several Decepticon signals outside of the junkyard!" Fixit replied, waving his arms in the air.

Bumblebee narrowed his optics, looking at Knockout for a moment. "Steeljaw's back.... Fixit, work on getting the defense systems online. I'll go get the others. Autobots! Protect the junkyard!" He yelled, running off in the direction that Sideswipe had gone.

Knockout stood there for a moment before deciding to go help Fixit. It was the best he could do since he wasn't very excited to face that brute Steeljaw again. But before he could reach the control panel, said Wolficon leapt in front of him and snarled.

"Hello, medic... We meet again.." Steeljaw chuckled, his sharp fangs gleaming in the sunlight. His tail flicked and his stayed on all fours for a moment, his claws digging into the ground.

Knockout took a step back, narrowing his optics and transforming his right hand into his buzzsaw. "Get away from me, you brute!" He snapped, the buzzsaw whirring to life as he held it in front of himself defensively.

"Feeling feisty, are we? This would be easier if you didn't fight back..." Steeljaw grinned, looking over Knockout's shoulder for a moment.

Knockout was unaware of Fracture sneaking up behind him until it was too late. A quick elbow to the back of his helm was all it took to make his world go black.

Fracture slung the limp frame of the unconscious medic over his shoulder and made his escape along with Steeljaw, the other Decepticons soon following after they had given the Autobots a good beating.

Bumblebee watched the Decepticons retreat and breathed heavily, brushing himself off and standing up. "Everyone Alright?" He asked, scanning around. He froze when he didn't see Knockout anywhere. "Wait, where's Knockout?"