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So it's been about four and a half earth months since the last journal ((yes it's been a long time since my last entry, I almost forgot about this journal)) and I can safely say that things are looking up for me. Well, kind of.

Knock Out and I have fallen into a comfortable routine of sorts in the med bay. -That right, I'm still working at the med- bay, shocking I know.- I get to the med bay one hour earlier than Knockout to clean and get everything set up for him. During the day, I'm on standby, ready to rush in an assist in any way possible. Which isn't much since Knock Out forgets I even exist sometimes, too absorbed in his work or maintaining his paint job. I spend most of this time watching anime with the volume off and reading subtitles on my data pad. Recently I watched a show about an orangey haired human with an attitude problem that can see ghosts and monsters. Full of violence which was mildly entertaining, it helps me take my mind off the season two of Black Butler. The blond brat reminded me too much of Starscream for some reason.

Oh, I found about a delightful site the humans call Tumblr and made myself an account. I found a lot of hilarious gifs, strangely cute baby animal and Art work. Humans as squishy and weak as they are never fail to impress me with their skills in the arts. I mean Cybertronians Art isn't exactly something that survived centuries of war and chaos.

Anyways just move on to a less depressing topic, Knock Outs a complete artist and genius when his in his element. Not that I will ever admit out loud to the guy. When I'm not watching anime, I watch him work. It's strangely fascinating watching him fix someone up or unfortunately cutting someone up. ((Their usually already dead so it's not that gross to watch, Primus, I'm getting too use of this job))

Oh yes, our "relationship" has become less degrading obedient master drone and more professional commander and subordinate. I mean he stopped calling me "You there" or Drone which I hoped meant that he was starting to view me more than some cleaning drone. But of course there are the little awkward moments where he don't know what to call me. My formal designation is too much of a hassle to say every time and I highly doubted he remembered it but drone don't quite fit during one of these awkward moments, I told him that everyone called me, Climber. He promptly laughed, yes laughed right to my face plate.

Remember me, he is a total asshole. That right, I'm going to be using earth swear words now.

And me being the dumbass I am decided in that moment to have some bolts and make a "witty" comeback. I stuttered something among the lines of "At least no one calls me Doc Knock, that's totally not a cool nickname"

Why did my comeback sound like fucking compliment? Agh, so stupid! That made me seem more like a fanboy, which I'm not! I'm not Steve! Maybe I should have said, Knock Out? How about Come Out? Because you're totally flamboyant….Nope, just nope.

Luckily instead of taking offense to my poor attempt of mocking a superior, Knock Out merely shook his helm lightly and gave me a patronizing smirk that said "Oh how adorable, the little trooper's trying to insult a superior and failing epically". Yes, his smirk really was that patronizing. Primus I wanted to punch him um not that I would because that would be insubordination. *looks over shoulder nervously*

Anyway he then went on and say, "If I'm the Doctor I suppose that makes you my nurse. It has a charming ring to it right Nurse?"Technically I really can't object which sucks big time. And much to my horror and dismay the name is catching on. My batchmates (who finally deciding to accept me back into the "loving" fold) are calling me "Nurse" now, even my uptight Captain is starting to call me that. Pit, even vechicon troopers I never met are calling me nurse. Which is irritating. It was a step too far when Steve called me Nurse, I couldn't help but tackle him to the ground.

Not only that but since I became Knock Out's official/nonofficial "nurse", Knock Out found it only fitting I learn more about medical things much to my dismay. Which meant more comments of my low intelligence and how I (lowly trooper) should be honored to be learning from the best. Good bye hours of lazily standing around watching anime. Hello somehow cramming medical knowledge quick enough in my processor not to have Knock Out yell at me.

*sigh*

Now that he paying more attention to me, he has to look at my "horrible" paint job. Please don't get me started on how Knock Out lectures me on the importance of maintaining my paint job and how badly my scratched up paint job is such an optic sore to look at. The guy was bored enough to supervise me while I redid my paint job in front of him. It was a very awkward experience that shall never be repeated again and never to be spoken off. And to make sure it never happens again, I wake myself up early to touch up my paint job every day.

Um, No Autobot activity the past 4 months also which means everything's been quiet recently. Hopefully it stays that way.

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