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 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.
Deep Cut.
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Nemesis. Knockout's infirmary.
Life as Decepticon Medic on board of Megatron's flagship, Nemesis, wasn't easy one. Everyone expected Knockout to pull miracles, well, everyone that counted anyways, and there was only one person that truly mattered, namely Megatron. Knockout could deal with anyone else easily. But with Megatron it was always tough – the Decepticon One True Lord and Master would take the troops to the planet, tangle with Prime and his Autobots, the troops would somehow get massacred (Autobots were truly creative in it, Knockout found that out personally) and dragged to KO to put back together (and sometimes to take apart for spare parts).
This time was no different. Megatron took some troops, went to the planet side, started a brawl with Prime and dragged the Vehicons back. They have won in a way that the Prime didn't lay his servos on a nice, juicy energon deposit, but the troops were in sorry state nonetheless. And it was Knockout that had to deal with all that.
He just finished operating on one of the Vehicons and left for the bridge to report to Megatron who demanded to be notified about the state of his soldiers as soon as Knockout would be done.
When he entered the bridge he saw both Starscream and Soundwave debating with Megatron about something. He cleared his intake to politely announce his presence.
"Knockout, you have finished?" Megatron instantly focused his piercing optics on the Medic.
"Yes, Lord Megatron. And may I say that every time it's a new challenge…" He started to complain.
"How severe… "Megatron began asking a question when Beakdown's voice filled the air – the mech was communicating via public .
[[Hey KO, I've been tidying up and I've noticed that it is the third berth that you have ruined this month. Could you not cut that deep?]]
"About that… "Knockout grinned looking at the three mechs in front of him. Megatron's faceplates bore the same look as when he was facing one of Starscream's infamous failures.
TBC.