A/N: When you say Soundwave, I think of a silent assassin waiting to kill some unlucky human or 'bot. When you say Knockout, I think of a fashionesta brat. That's why I can just image Megatron saying something insulting Knockout, then Knockout walking behind a wall and sticking his tongue out at Megatron (of course where Megatron can't see him ;D) Just another random story...I'll get on with my other chapters later I just feel like writing random stuff like this. (It's also nighttime when I'm writing this, so I need something to do. When I publish this...probably going to be a few days from now)

"Knockout!"Knockout cringed as he heard the familiar, angry voice echoing down the corridors of the Decepticon warship. "Yes...Lord Megatron...?" he managed feebly.

As the tall figure rounded the corner, he saw his master's red eyes, and he knew he was done for. "Knockout..." Megatron started, "How is it that every time I send you out on a mission you fail?" As Knockout opened his mouth, Megatron's glare increased. "That was rhetorical."

Knockout continued with his statement anyway. "Well, great Lord Megatron, there was that one time when I managed to apprehend the-" Megatron silenced him. "Knockout...do you want to help me out?" Knockout was a little stunned by the question, but he replied: "Uh...y-yes sir!" Megatron raised an optic ridge. "Then go remove your spark!" With that, he stalked down the hall, probably to go fulfill the burning desire to shoot someone's helm off.

"Whew," sighed Knockout. Then, he hastily stuck out his glossa in the direction his master had gone. "Hmph! The ungrateful wrench! He should be at least grateful I even follow him! I mean, the amount I get paid for this job!"

As he turned to walk back into the med bay, he spotted Soundwave watching him. It was then Knockout realized he had been thinking out loud.

"Uh..er...I, ah...you didn't hear that!" Knockout was uncertain of what Soundwave was thinking underneath that visor, but he soon got his answer.
"Knockout," he said, using recordings from the past, "we don't get paid at all." Knockout raised an optic ridge. "You just now noticed that, did you?" He huffed and stomped into the med bay.

As he entered the doorway, a groundbridge opened before him. Before he could stop, it warped him right back in front of Soundwave.
"What the...?" Soundwave lifted a digit towards the back of the med bay, where the experimental synthetic energon was.
"Payment to keep you quiet, huh? That's just not like you Soundwave. But, I can't complain!" Knockout walked over towards the doors and pulled out a vial. "Here you go. Don't drop it."

Some strange guy, huh? Knockout thought as Soundwave walked away. As soon as Soundwave rounded the corner, he quickly opened the vial, his eyes analyzing it behind his visor. After he confirmed its genuineness, he inserted it into his energon flow. The once blueish-purple reflection on the wall was now tinted green.

-Several hours later-

"Knockout!" Knockout gulped. Soundwave told, didn't he?