Knock Out screamed, tearing unsightly grooves in his faceplates with his own sharp digits. It was dying. That which brought him the most sadistic and fulfilling joy... 'Fszzom' one shot from his lord's cannon finished it... So anticlimactic! Knock Out screamed louder, tears stinging his ivory face-plates.
"Knock Out!" Someone was shaking him.
Not now! He's grieving the loss of-
"Knock Out you slagger!"
The medic's optics shot open and Starscream materialised before him, "You'll fragging wake Lord Megatron!" An annoyingly high pitched stage whisper echoed around the crimson mech's processor. 'Wake Lord Megatron?'
"Whatever do you mean, Starscream? First of all, I wasn't aware that Our Liege recharged. Second, I wasn't doing anything that would rouse The Lord from his slumber."
Starscream seamed annoyed, "Yes, he recharges, you, as the medic, should know-"
"You as his berth warmer-" Knock Out interposed quietly.
"What?!"
"Nothing, nothing. Go on."
"Grr..." The seeker fumed, "You were screaming in your recharge!"
Blinking, Knock Out kept up his calm façade, "I fear you must be hearing things. I'll have to check that for you. But for now, recharge. I'll see you in the morning." With that, Starscream was dismissed.
Sitting on the edge of a hard medical berth, Knock Out buried his faceplates in his servos, "Smokescreen..."
DUN DUNDUUUN! ^^
okeey, I know that wasn't much, but I'm going to post the next chapter tomorrow and hopefully it won't be as bad.
In the meanwhile... please review! ^^