(I said I was on Hiatus but somehow I have the time. My apologies for submitting this very late. I'm kinda rusty and slowly getting back into the mind of Reiscorn so don't condemn me or anything if some of the characters sound somewhat off such as my own character.)
(A sketched version of humanized Reiscorn I drew today despite my busy life)
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This coming week, as the humans called a decacycle, was special to this planet that not just one nation celebrated in joy or remembrance. It was the coming week of Christmas on Earth, Knockout was more enthusiastic than any other day he was and with this, he managed to somehow persuade Megatron into celebrating.
The crew was ordered to decorate the interior of the ship halls given direction by Knockout to file out the staging of this celebration. Reiscorn was out on patrol so he was not present during the announcing of such preparation to celebrate.
He landed on the flight deck gracefully as his fiery crimson wings faded out from his back, Reiscorn looked in the direction of the flight deck entrance doors to find Predaking not there awaiting him from his patrol in his kennel as usual.
'This is quite odd, but finally a sense of relief at last from his torturous tailing.'
Reiscorn released a relieved sigh, he headed inside to get blasted in the optics by bright lights of red, green, blue, and orange flashing and strung up across the wall halls of the nemesis' interior. Vehicons were running up and down the halls as Reiscorn slowly and bewilderingly passed them by on his way to the bridge.
Reiscorn was surprised to find Knockout at the controls with Soundwave rapidly stabbing at the control board keys sorting out any problems that would halt their progress. Megatron was beside Starscream observing Knockout from behind, Reiscorn walked up next to Starscream and stared suite to observe Knockout's preparations being barked out on the main comms on the bridge.
Reiscorn slightly cocked his helm to the side confused on what was being orchestrated here, "Welcome back Commander Reiscorn, what you see here is preparations being carried out for a celebration known all over this planet called 'Chris-mas'. I do not know the reason for this but there is no reason to not participate as would the Autobots surely are." Megatron explained.
Starscream huffed a tired sigh, "If you can't beat them, join them or rather merely participate unwillingly by Knockout's standards I say."
Knockout released a sigh and clicked the main comms offline and turned around to greet the three, "It seems everything is all well in order according to my research except one."
He grinned a smug smile with a servo on his cocked hip, "And you three are the solution to my predicament and you are going to help with no excuses, are we agreed?!" Ordered Knockout leaning closer to the three.
All three sighed at once, "As you said Starscream if you can't beat them join them, even if unwillingly." Megatron mumbled as to only let Starscream and Reiscorn overhear than Knockout.
"Follow me, gentlemen." Knockout smugly stated as he led the three out of the bridge leaving Soundwave to himself maintaining the electricity routes straining the whole ship's controls.
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Knockout led the three into a dark room in the ship, the door suddenly shut behind them and the only source of light came from their optics and Reiscorn's biolights.
"Knockout!!! What is the meaning of this!!??" demanded Starscream.
Then all went truly dark when something knocked the senses out of the three......
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