A/N chapter was inspired by the song 'flawed designs'.

It's been four days since I had an odd black out for several the thing that can be difficult to grasp is that the nemesis stopped at a toll booth like building. Yes, there are some points of the known universe where cybertronians had set up shop and made tool booths similar to what Humans make on Earth before allowing anyone to a different state such as Ohio and Pennsylvania.

"Do they really have to go through the ship?" Starscream whines.

Megatron elbow punched Starscream

"Customs is stricter." Megatron reminds Starscream. "An Organic from another planet is prohibited from leaving that section of the known universe."

"Cybertron has no toll booths." Knock Out grumbles. "Why do they need to check if we took some-Organic out of planet orbit?"

"Because it is the law." Megatron said, folding his arms.

"I hate crowds." Breakdown complains.

"Deal with it." Megatron orders them. He notices something is amiss; someone wasn't there. His metal eyebrows rose up. "Where's Amy?"

Soundwave took a device out from his chest compartment.

"Discovery: She's still aboard the nemesis." Soundwave said. "Comment: She's still in the un-deprivation room."

"Knock Out; make sure they do not find Amy!" Megatron orders him.

"Why me?" Knock Out asks, pointing to his chest.

"You don't stick out as an unusual figure." Starscream tells Knock Out, handing him the device. "Now go in, tippy toe if you can, and make sure they miss the room."

"B-b—but—" Knock Out begins pleading.

"Good luck." Starscream shoves Knock Out into the Nemesis.

As a person can guess; I'm narrating something that could only be told in third person. Well I just defied what people are accustomed to. I don't know everything in the known universe, but what I do know is that if you 'befriend' a Decepticon then be ready for your heart to be torn out. I mean being a Decepticon means you'll die or require deceiving a lot. Just be happy you are not a drone aka a Vehicon.

Knock Out looks down to the little device with a monitor, which I do not know what it is called, as he is walking down the Nemesis wide long hall.

"Amy sleeps in too long." Knock Out mutters to himself. "At least Amy is not annoying as she was the first time I met her."

Oh yeah, the first time I meeped.

"Is this your human?" A cybertronian asks, holding me up by the collar.

"No." Knock Out said, looking down to the screen.

Knock Out was so focused about finding me that he didn't find me.

"Okay." The Cybertronian went the other direction—the other way not the way from where Knock Out came in the first place.

"Meep." I meeped in a low voice.

I just wanted to see if he would look up.

Unfortunately Knock Out did not look at my direction.

I wanted to scream at him, but my inner desire to annoy Knock Out and make him feel stupid this one time prevailed over it. You can say I have a dangerous and awfully bad mischievous streak because in fact; it's true. It's best to have fun with what is on your hands aka what is currently in your best interest. Getting caught by some Cybertronian that even Megatron does not like means serious business is going on with those toll booths. We have to wait until Knock Out gets some brain cells into that obsessed car processor of his.

"How could she have gone by me?" Knock Out had abruptly stopped in his tracks. "Amy would have yelled at me." Knock Out rubs his helmet. "This does not make sense."

Yes, let's all call Knock Out 'idiot' for this one scene.

Knock Out probably realized right then the toll inspector walked by him with me in hand.

"Scrap." Knock Out sighs. "Megatron's going to ruin my new paint-job."

Knock Out went to another inspector, grabbed their weapon, and went after the toll inspector.

I guess Knock Out got some more brain cells.

"Sir!" Knock Out called out to him. "Wait!'

The Toll Inspector is holding me upside down.

"You are terrible for timing!" I complain. "You are so late, Knock Out!"

I don't have any other nicknames for Knock Out.

"You said—" The toll Inspector begins to say but Knock Out stabs him right through his chest.

"I say lots of things." Knock Out took the weapon out of the toll inspector's cold hard servo that tried to take it out. "I don't want my paint-job chipped up."

The Toll inspector's grip loosens and then opens his servos at 's a small period of time where I can hit the floor and break something. But as you know it, Knock Out caught me as The Toll Inspector's offline shell fell back.

"You are sooo late." I tease Knock Out.

"I wasn't late." Knock Out said in self-defense.

"Were you onlined late?" I ask.

Knock Out ignores the question as he puts the toll inspector's own weapon into the dead shell's forehelm.

"Killed by the job," Knock Out shook his helm. "Classic cause of death."

"No, bullet to the head." I said. "That's classic."

"You have a weird sense of classic." Knock Out said, looking at me strangely.

"Classic never gets old." I said. "Like Lassie, Barney—He might not be classic to the Wikipedia but to me he is-, Blue's Clues,Nancy Drew,and so on."

". . . Blue's Clues is a kids show." Knock Out reminds me, going back the way he had come from.

"Generation 1 is classic." I go on. "And Mary Poppins is classic, so is DragonHeart, Con Air, Home alone movies, 101 Dalmatian first movie that's in live action—and is way better than 102 Dalmatians—Harry Potter, Zomboomafo, and—"

"Stop talking about it." Knock Out said, sounding already annoyed by the endless list of classic movies. "If you continue talking about it when we get to the entrance; I will not keep the secret you've been using Starscream in his recharge mode as a doll for home movies."

Yes, I've successfully gotten to the point Starscream is so light to pull down the hallway. Don't know how this is possible but it happened. I play tea with Starscream'ssleeping body and Soundwave recording it for future purposes. I guess taking advantage of the Decepticons has reached its full meaning in this case. But how does Knock Out know about me using Starscream as a doll?

". . . How do you know?" I had this accusing glare made specifically for the mech.

"Starscream's been waking up lately with his joints aching." Knock Out explains, zipping across a hallway corner. "He comes to me, asking 'Am I getting old?' and a request for a personal health scan."

I giggled at the hilarity.

"And I had to stay up one solar cycle for Starscream; I hid in the closet, and then waited to see what happened." Knock Out is still going on how he found this out. "And you have some explaining to do about this unexplained super-strength."

"Um Knock Out." I tap my fingers together. "I lost that power two weeks ago." Knock Out has a priceless expression on his faceplate. "That's why Starscream woke up upside down halfway out of his berth."

"That . . . was you?" Knock Out said as though he did not expect that I did that.

"Um yeah." I said. "It's too difficult." I shook my head. "Unless Starscream gained some weight which is not possible and got longer high heels, then there's no explanation why it left."

Some Toll Inspectors rushed past us—though Knock Out covered me so they wouldn't have seen me in the corner of their optics. They could have trembled over Knock Out. Like seriously they were like a stampede of antelope except they stood on two feet and were in a hurry to somewhere.

"Don't tell Megatron my little 'mistake'." Knock Out said.

"Don't tell Starscream about playing with his sleeping body," I offer. "Then it's a deal."

"Deal." Knock Out went for the deal.

We shook digits or fingers on it.

Safe to say the Nemesis got out of Toll Inspection for indefinite; just a quick toll pay and then it can cruise out to wherever it's headed towards. I never did tell Starscream or anyone why the Toll Inspector apparently killed himself. Knock Out and I knew the absolute truth why the Toll Inspector died; and, how he died on the job.