Soundwave Meets the Internet
Knockout was looking over the data when the door suddenly opened and much to the red con's displeasure it was, of course, Soundwave.
Taking pictures?
Knockout glanced at the mech curiously, "Soundwave, what are you doing?"
"Taking pics."
Knockout frowned with annoyance. "Do you honestly have to talk like that? Its bad enough you type as if you were a sparkling. Now this?"
"I'm just sending pics to my femme."
That defiantly got his attention. Knockout smirked and didn't dare hide his obvious pleasure to gossip."A femme friend you say? What about Steve?"
"Steve?" Soundwave blinked at the medic.
"Aren't you guys dating?"
Soundwave's face would have been red at the thought, but once again he was thankful for his mask. "No, we're just friends."
"Keep telling yourself that," Knockout chuckled with a dismissive wave. "So you have a femme friend now? Who is it? Hopefully not Arachnid."
This made Soundwave laugh, "No, of course not. She's not my type."
Knockout gasped, "Is it Arcee?"
"What! No!"
The medic sighed in relief, wiping invisible sweat off his forehead, "Thank Primus. Megatron would have gone haywire and I don't want to be the one to fix that mess."
Soundwave rolled his optics and took another picture of the lab.
"Why are you taking pictures?"
"She wants to see where I work at." The red con frowned, "Wait, so who is this?"
"Sara."
Knockout's optics widen. "You're dating a fleshling?"
Again, Soundwave laughed, "No, of course not, that would be wrong and I don't see how it could work out."
"Then explain why she has an Earth name and why she doesn't work on the Nemesis."
The slender mech shrugged nonchalantly, "She has an Earth name because her carrier liked it. She doesn't work on the Nemesis because she actually works at an auto body shop in Nebraska."
"And how are you so sure she's Cybertronian?" Knockout was tempted to put this mech in stasis and look over his processor. Again…
"Cause of this!" Obviously he was getting annoyed. Soundwave shoved the miniature size data pad in Knockout's faceplate.
The image was of a powder blue convertible, sparkling in the sunlight. Its rims were actually very nice in Knockout's opinion, but the paintjob didn't really go with it very well.
"What is that?"
Soudnwave snorted, "Her profile picture. What else would it be? Isn't she hot?"
Knockout glanced at his comrade and then looked back at the screen, "Are you sure this is her real picture?"
"Yeah, of course."
"Where did you even meet this 'femme'?" He made quotes with his digits.
"I was looking around the web when I spotted this add. It said: 'Find your match at 'ItsMyLove dot com. I clicked on it, filled out the information and they set me up with her."
Knockout sighed. Clearly this bot was close to losing it; if he hadn't already. "Soundwave, maybe that is just her car. Humans like to post pictures of their vehicles all the time on the web. I wouldn't be surprised if she did the same thing."
"You're just jealous that she's hot and she's mine."
Would it be wrong for Knockout to bang his helm against the wall? Seriously, it sounded like the most logical idea.
"Soundwave, does she have other pics?"
"Yeah, of course she does!" Soundwave laughed. He swiped his finger over the screen then presented it to Knockout.
It was a picture of the same car with its hood popped up, exposing the engine.
Knockout fought the urge to grab some high-grade. "Soundwave, that's her car. You're dating a human."
"No I'm not!"
"Yes you are!" He snatched the data pad away from him. "Look! See? It says right here! 'have to get checked, there are some engine problems'."
"She's just trying to stay in disguise!"
"Then how do you explain this picture!" He showed the oblivious mech another picture. This one of three girls standing next to the dazzling blue car.
"Those are just girls she took pictures of. She's Cybertronian, Knockout!"
That's it.
"Okay, you know what! I'm tired. Get the frag out of my med bay!" He started pushing Soundwave to the door and with a final shove the pest was out of there.
"You're just jealous of our love!" Soundwave's muffled voice could be heard from the other side.
Knockout shook his helm and went back to work. "What an idiot…"