Doctor Feelgood.
"Doctor, doctor, give me the news
I've got a bad case of lovin' you
No pill's gonna cure my ill
I've got a bad case of lovin' you (…)"– Robert Palmer "Bad case of lovin' you".
Warnings: cheesy, old doctor jokes.
Timing: my very own Beauty of the Beast Prime timeline.
Rating: T
Disclaimer: Transformers Prime © Hasbro. Story's plot and OC's © me. There may be some OC's that aren't mine – they belong to their respective creators.
Defiant to the end.
oOo
Nemesis. Knockout's infirmary.
Two Vehicons stumbled into Knockout's infirmary, one was dragging the other who was hobbling awkwardly on one pede. Knockout didn't even bother to look back from what he was currently doing at his access station.
"Umm... Doctor?" The healthy Vehicon started.
"What is it?" Knockout's voice was calm, free of irritation. It seemed that the Decepticon Medic had a good day so far.
"Umm... I brought..." The healthy Vehicon decided to be a bit more bold. Things looked good so far.
"Ohh, just deposit him on the berth." Knockout waved his servo still not looking from his station. "I will take a look in a moment. And you may leave."
"Yes sir." The healthy Vehicon helped his injured companion to climb on the diagonal berth. Only now it was clear that the injuried Vehicon had damaged servo as well as the pede.
It took another fifteen minutes for the Dock Knock to finish whatever he was doing, the healthy Vehicon managed to leave a long time before that. The injured Vehicon stayed silent for that entire time. Knockout was in relatively good mood and any patient of his would prefer it to stay that way, staying silent and waiting politely was one of the strategies to keep the Doctor pleased. Relatively pleased, he was truly pleased when he had no patients and could just go out racing. Doing what the doctor said and not pestring was the second best though.
"What do we have here?" The injured Vehicon was pulled from his musings by Knockout pleasant voice. "What on this muddball appened to you?" He asked glaring at both the servo and the pede.
"I got struck by electric current." The Vehicon lifted his burned pede slightly.
"And what happened to your servo?"
"I struck back." The Vehicon replied shyly.
Knockout glared somewhere in space, seemengly zoning out for a moment and then threw a tantrum that would put angry Ratchet into shame.
TBC.
It was a challenge to translate this one from Polish to English. In Polish to be struck by electricity is called being "kicked by the current" (electric current = prąd elektryczny, shortened to "current" = "prąd"). I had to reverse the order (in original joke the victim is "kicked" in the arm and kicks back with the leg) so to make it work I had to make it the other way around because we strike with hands, not legs (legs are for kicking, arms/hands are for striking).