Because, roleplaying with a friend over email about Perceptor and Blaster sparked adorableness ideas over Odd Brothers Kup and Ratchet. I said I'd be doing a side story about Kup, so I've decided to do this as what happened before, during and after Kup taking in his students. Starting with the infamous accident that ended Kup's career. Yes, you all shall know his accident.

So, yeah, read Odd Brothers first. And that story will make sense if you read Demyrie's Odd Couple.

Disclaimer: I don't own Transformers, or the idea of this human universe. I based this off of Demyrie's Odd Couple and Odd Moments. And off of my Odd Brothers AU to her Odd Couple.

Claimer: I own Raptor. ^^

Chapter One

The Accident

It was Friday night in the year 2010, at the Detroit Racing Stadium. The smell of motor oil, smoke, dirt, men with no sense of hygene, and food filled the senses of many. Amongst the crowd in the back of the stadium were two men.

The shorter man was five foot 6, and as small as possible that was healthy and natural to humans. The taller man was five foot 8, and of a thicker weight than his companion. The taller man was maybe ten years older, and had bright blue eyes and red hair. The shorter man had teal hair, natural to him but not to most, and had deep brown eyes.

Wearing a racing outfit generally for dirt bikes, the short man looked up at the other. He grinned, being handed his helmet. He put his helmet on, making a fist with his right hand. Bumping the helmet with the side of the fist, he got on the custom made bike. His friend repeated the action on his own head, smile never wavering. Only three words passed the friend's lips.

"Be careful, love."

The rider nodded, putting his fist to his heart, and then pointing at the other. He kicked started the bike, and rode to the start line. He revved the engine.

He heard the gun go off, and he took off, moving so he sat on his feet, and not his butt. Leaning forward, his bike picked up speed. As he came up to the first dirt ramp, he prepared for the first trick of his routine. He pushed up, his legs spread wide eagle above the bike. The noises halted in his ears as he focused completely on the ride. He returned to his original position as he landed.

He came to the second ramp. In the air, he moved so his body was straight up in the air, connected to the bike only by his grip on the handles. He returned to his riding position as his bike hit the ground, his routine was going smoothly.

The next few tricks went well. He paused by the cameraman. He lifted his helm off of his face, and grinned at his friend near by. Staring straight at him, he spoke.

"This one's for you Ratchy!" He called, making sure the cameraman got it. He replaced his helmet, and took off once more. He avoided the ramps for one lap, making sure his speed was as fast as possible.

As he came to the ramp, he stood higher. In the air now, he moved so his bike turned in a circle. He then moved so he was straight up in the air. He turned his bike's handles and first wheel in the opposite direction of the rest of the bike. He heard the crowd cheer as he went to stop the spinning.

That's when things went wrong.

His pants' leg got caught, but it never stopped spinning. The last thing he saw, as he glanced to find his best friend, was his friend's horrified form already rushing over. Things went dark.

"Kup... Kup can you hear me? Kuppy wake up!"

He groaned. He ached, and couldn't feel his leg or arms. He opened his eyes, bright lights entering his vision.

"Ratchy...?" His voice was small, and hoarse. His friend's face became clear as all the blurrs formed into solid beings. His friend let out a cry.

"Oh thank god..."

"Ratchy... What happened...? I-I can't feel my arms... O-or my leg..." He started to panic.

"Kuppy, calm down! Calm down Kup!" His friend cussed and held him down, grabbing a bag and handing it to him. Kup obeyed his friend, breathing with the bag. He wasn't the asthmatic, but he still obeyed his friend. Once calm, his friend removed the bag.

"You were in an accident... A bad one Kup..."

"How bad...? Ratchet how bad is it?" Kup asked, "I-I can still ride, can't I?" He started to panic when his friend didn't answer.

Ratchet was hesitant to tell his friend the truth. The accident was a horrible one. When his friend crashed into the ground, the bike went into flames. He himself had a few burns from dragging his friend away from the destroyed bike.

"Ratchet! I can ride, can't I!"

He loathed to admit it, but it really was the only thing Kup knew how to do. Ratchet had watched him flunk out of high school.

"I'm so sorry Kup... You lost your right leg, and both of your arms..." That did it. His friend burst into tears. Ratchet could only hold him as he cried.

He knew his friend would never look at another motorcycle ever again...