"Küsse mich, mein schatz."
"Knockout, I don't know what that means."
"Küsse mich, mein schatz."
"How am I supposed to learn German if you don't translate new phrases for me?"
"Küsse mich, mein schatz."
Arcee rolled her eyes. Knockout had been saying the same phrase over and over again for the past five minutes, refusing to translate. It was really starting to get on her nerves. Knockout could be such an annoying little glitch head when he felt like it. Ever since he had joined the Autobots, Knockout had spent a ridiculous amount of time teasing her, and it had only increased tenfold when they had started courting.
"Küsse mich, mein schatz."
"Shut up, Knockout."
"Küsse mich, mein schatz."
"I will punch you if you don't stop."
"Küsse mich, mein schatz."
Arcee rolled her optics, and in a final act of frustration, caught the irritating mech and kissed him. Knockout broke away after a bit, smirking.
"Good job, Arcee. You've learned it perfectly. My work here is done," he said, then turned and walked away.
"I hate you so much, Knockout!" Arcee shouted after him.
"Ich liebe dich auch!"