[I'm trying to give you guys as many chapters as possible before I leave for a while. Don't worry, I will come back to this book soon. I won't orphan it or anything, so yeah. Don't worry]

(chapter 11)

(Ven POV)

So, I was able to rope Knockout into training me to be a sort of part time medic. The hardest part was keeping it from Megatron and Soundwave.

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Me and Knockout were talking about how I could help him out with his work. I told him that if he trained me and made me his apprentice I would be able to cover for him just in case he wanted to sneak out or something. He agreed, but he said that if I failed to meet his expectations that he'd drop me the first chance he got. I agreed and we shook on it. Kinda. These motherfuckers are too big for that. I just shook his digit.

I just realized something. Everything feels and seems more serious than what we saw on the show. Everything felt more tense and death felt like it was just around the corner. I knew this war was serious, but damn. I feel like I'm in one of those really old war movies where all things are just going to shit. Man, the vision is morbid.

I'm not saying that everything's more serious just because I fear for my life, I'm saying that everything feels more serious because even Knockout doesn't sound as vain as he did on the show. He still complains about his finish from time to time, but he doesn't buff out the scratches and scuffs until after his work is done.

Actuall, here's my advice to you all: if you ever get transported to your favorite movie or show, pay attention to the funny characters. They will immediately demonstrate if you need to take this more seriously. Hole up, let me rephrase. Always take getting transported to a different world seriously. I honestly am starting to believe that any place you get transported to will hold some semblance of danger, even kid shows!

Alright, let's get back on track.

Me and Knockout had to put together a plan on how we were going to hide this from both Soundwave and Megatron. Soundwave already had a very high chance of knowing so we warily backed up from the idea that we should hide that from both and just worry about Megatron. We both agreed that we didn't want to suffer his, admittedly terrifying, wrath, so, yeah, we're keeping this from him.

Over the course of a few days I have been studying non stop for both Knockout and Soundwave, learning to hack and work on the more delicate workings of a Cybertronian's insides. I had to learn how to be discreet while hacking and also had to learn to be extra careful when dealing with energon lines.

I should also mention that me and Starscream have been making progress on his behavior. I won't say that the abuse that Megatron has put him through is completely over, but it's getting to the point where Starscream only comes out with a few bruises with some dents and scratches. I'm honestly proud of Starscream for coming this far.

I've also been socializing with the Vehicons. They're pretty chill and great to hang out with, the only problem that they have is that they are unintentionally xenophobic. I know, it's a shocker, but they haven't really ever hung out with a human before, so I won't say shit... for now. Now let's talk about everyone's treasured St3v3! Now lemme tell yall that I'm keeping his ass. Bro is fucking funny, adorable, and just golden retriever coded I. Swear. To. GOD.

During this weird wacky time, I have also hung out with Megatron, only a few times mind you, and we've talked about some deep, morbid ass shit. The last time we talked it was how our governments weren't fair and how greedy and unnecessarily evil they were when they made decisions that were for 'the greater good'. Both me and Megatron can equally agree that we both do NOT like governments for shit my guy. Honestly though, forget the government.

Also, like I said I would, I gave Megatron some advice. I wasn't kidding when I said that I'd become his advisor or something. I'm really just trying to be his friend, or get as close as to being considered his friend so that he won't inevitably kill me in the future. Anyway, I gave him advice on how to deal with his troops better. Of course, he got mad and he nearly raged on me after saying how he didn't need to be told how to rule over his troops. I, surprisingly, got him to calm down to tell him that I'm not telling him to do anything, I'm advising him to do so. When he asked me why I even needed to feel the need to offer him advice I told him that despite my stupid behavior, I actually pay attention. I told Megatron that he honestly treated his troops like shit, and if he continued to do so his troops would deteriorate.

And guess what? The Motherfucker actually took my advice seriously.

I noticed how the Vehicons had looked more lively and their visors looked brighter. I even noticed that they actually had bio-lights. Did anyone else know that? That they had bio-lights? No? Well damn. Megatron was really starving his troops. No wonder the Vehicons couldn't fight for shit. Well their fighting wasn't shit, they were just being starved. I had even noticed that the Vehicons had more filled out frames, like the way they looked before was just them being malnourished.

I kinda want to put my hand on the silver fucker now.

Besides my growing urge to hurt Megatron, right now I'm in my room on my computer looking over some designs for a project that I've been planning on. I'm just making this for my self defense. You could never be too careful here y'know?

I'm making a suit that requires nano-tech which will be easy to get, well, kinda. Cybertronians usually use nano-tech to heal their wounds, it's how you can see some scars on some Autobots or Decepticons. The only way I'll be able to get the nano-tech is from Knockout. It'll be kinda hard, but also increasingly easy to lie to his ass. I'll have to come up with an excuse on why I need nano-tech in the first place.

While I was typing away on my computer, creating designs, making notes and all day when I had to double check on a certain something. The suit that I'm making looks a whole lot like the famous Iron Man suit. I mean, cool, but huh. Guess I made the design by accident. I will be making the suit look sharper though. I like my aesthetic to look a bit on the sharper side. I'm with the Cons anyway, there's no point in me looking all round like a Bot. Moving on.

As I'm debating on the color of my suit, Starscream comes barging in my room, covered in scratches, dents, and what looks to be bruises. He looks to be cursing in the Cybertronian native language which sounds like whistles, clicks, and a little like musical whirs. All I could think was how I now wanted to learn how to speak their language, or at least create a translator. Actually, I could add that to my suit.

I go typing in my notes, planning on adding another feature to my suit before Starscream starts ranting to me. He honestly sounded pretty angry, which isn't new news, but he sounds a bit on the darker end right now, which kinda also doesn't surprise me at this point.

"Those blasted Autoscum! Every time I'm at the cusp of my victory they snatch the opportunity away! Now the bastard Megatron is angry and will snap at me at any moment now! Why is it that whenever I am this close to accomplishing something, someone gets the bright idea to ruin it!?"

While Starscream was ranting I paused in my typing and I looked at him with a slightly surprised look on my face. I was surprised that he was even ranting to me in the first place even though I'm now his friend. I guess.

He went on to say that even though his troops respected him more than they previously did, it still did not change the fact that the Autobots had thwarted his attempts at gaining admiration and respect every time. I kinda, well more than kinda, feel bad for him. It's like I'm staring at a kid that's been pushed around even though he's been invited into the friend group. It's actually not like that as much anymore, but it's still happening in a certain amount.

When he was finished ranting I couldn't help but feel at least a small amount of concern. Starscream had come straight to my room and hadn't gone to the med-bay yet. I knew that if he didn't get repaired soon that he'd crash and I didn't feel like having to contact either Soundwave or Knockout about the fact that Starscream had passed out in my quarters.

"Starscream, I know that you're angry, but I'mma need you to head to the med-bay. You're in no condition to be standing here if my diagnosis on how you look now is correct."

Starscream just scoffed and puffed up his wind and chassis. He had a defiant look in his red optics. I crossed his arms and raised his chin, looking down on me more than he already does on a day to day basis due to him being a big, tall ass winged bitch.

"I have no need for repairs. Unlike you puny humans, I'm able to withstand a large amount of damage before I even crash."

I just gave him a look and looked him up and down judgmentally. I sucked my teeth and I looked back down at my computer as I shook my head. I really didn't want to deal with the Seeker's attitude, but if he continues to disregard my concern, I'll have to call Knockout or Soundwave. I'll even call in a group of Vehicons if he continues this dumbass sharad.

"Uh-huh. Suuuure. Don't come crying to me when you pass out in the middle of a hall."

Starscream looked confused about my attitude towards him. I only just huffed and closed my computer. I rubbed my temple with my hand and I looked at him with a pointed look to let him know that I am down right serious right now. I wasn't finna play this 'lets not listen' game. I really did not want to play any of these fuckin' games. I'm tired and I still had a whole lotta plans to go through and all that weird bullshit.

"Starscream, look, I care for your health okay? I need you to go to the med-bay and get repaired before I call somebody to drag your ass onto a berth so I know you won't crash."

Starscream rolled his optics and turned his back to me. His wings were twitching subtly as he gave me more attitude. I rolled my eyes and I shook my head. Starscream was acting like a spoiled sparkling that didn't want to take a bath or some shit.

"You sound like an overbearing Carrier. Besides, I have no need for your concerns as I have said."

I groaned and I got off of my bed, stumbling just a bit as I got my footing, I walked to the edge of the berth that I'm on so that I could be a little closer to him and to get some sense into him before I have to end up calling someone, which I really don't want to do.

"Well, if I don't show you any concern, who will? I'm literally your friend Starscream and you're disregarding the fact that I don't want to see you hurt."

His wings stopped twitching and he huffed before he turned to me and I set his servo out to me, inviting me to sit on his palm. I raised my brow at him in suspicion before I got onto his hand, awkwardly climbing for just a moment before I got situated in his palm.

He moved his servo close to his chassis as he made his way out of my room and headed to the direction of Knockout's med-bay. I sighed through my nose quietly in relief as I knew that he was going to finally comply. I actually didn't like seeing anyone hurt, especially people that I'm really starting to see as my friends. But goddamn. Starscream is hella stubborn. I might as well start talking to him as if he's my kid if he's going to act like this every time I show him an inkling of concern for his well-being or health.

As we, or more accurately, Starscream walked to the med-bay, he voiced on why I would show such concern for him in the first place. I told him that friends show concern for one another, so I'm doing my job in making sure that he's okay. I had also told him that if it ever came down to it that I'd hope he showed me the same concern that I showed to him earlier.

It was quiet after that as we walked into the med-bay. It looked slightly packed with wounded Vehicons, which some I recognize. I greeted some of them as we walked over to see Knockout repairing an injured Breakdown. He had a large dent on his cheek, making it look like his cheek had caved in. It even looked like the deng was discolored like a bruise.

"Damn. Who the hell punched you like that? It looks like it hurts like a bitch."

Knockout and Breakdown looked at me with slightly startled expressions. They hadn't seen or heard when me and Starscream had walked in. Knockout's expression changed quicker than Breakdown's. He gave me an annoyed look and he crossed his arms as he addressed me.

"What took you so long? I've been working here by myself for a while now."

I laughed sheepishly and I rubbed the back of my neck. I looked to the side as I responded.

"Well how was I supposed to know that something happened? I don't have the same means of communication like you guys."

Knockout asked me why I even came to his med-bay and I pointed at the silent Starscream that was holding me in his palm. Knockout took one look at Starscream and rolled his optics before pointing to an empty medical berth somewhere nearby.

Starscream rolled his eyes and he set me down on a nearby counter with medical supplies and buffers. Knockout and Starscream bickered back and forth about everything and nothing in particular. They sounded like a couple of judgemental aunties that snoop around in everybody's business.

I sighed tiredly and I just rolled the sleeves of my sweater up and I went over to a corner that had small boxes close to my size. I sighed in them as I pulled out a pair of long medical gloves that went up to my elbows. I grabbed a rubber apron next and I put it over my head and tied it.

I could feel the curious gaze of Breakdown on my back as he watched me get ready. I could tell that he was about to ask a question and I was just waiting for him to ask, which didn't take long at all.

"What are you getting ready for squishy?"

I didn't mind if he called me squishy. I just take it like it's a nickname for me, which I know it is. I told him my name some time before when I was first introduced to them.

"I'm surprised Knockout didn't tell you. He's training me to become a medic."

Breakdown nodded his helm and watched me as I tied my hair up into a tight bun at the top of my head. I had to make sure that I was completely prepared even though I am positively sure that I'm amine to the sting of energon. I already have a Cybertronian signal and accelerated healing, so I'm pretty sure that my body has adapted to the fuel that these giant fucks use.

I asked Breakdown to set me down on one of the berths that one of the injured Vehicons are on. He nodded and quickly complied with my request. I thanked him and I immediately went to work.

(Time skip)

After quite a few hours of putting the insides of Cons back together and saving their lives, I was covered in energon. I look like I was a mad scientist and I experimented on one of them and I had an absolutely crazy fun time.

I was exhausted and sore as I slowly peeled off the gloves that I had all the way to my elbows and I took off the apron. I dropped them uncaringly in the box that I took them out of and I said as I looked at the now almost empty med-bay. Knockout, Breakdown, and Starscream were still here.

I took my hair out of the bun and I sigh deeply in relief. I didn't have any more patience for anything else right now other than a nap. A long, very long, nap. I won't accept anything else other than that. I'm positive it's late as hell anyway.

Starscream took me back to my room and he dropped me off. We talked about some things before he left. Something about him thanking me for being a friend and showing that I cared. I had told him that I'll always care, no matter what. I also told him that if he had any problems with anything that he could just come to me. He could even come to me to get repaired if he wanted, just in case he didn't feel like dealing with Knockout.

He nodded and left with a smile on his faceplates.

I sighed long and dramatically as I took a bath and did my nightly routine before getting in some jammies and face planting into my bed. I sighed in relief and my eyes slid closed. I didn't hear the multiple of pings coming from my computer as I fell asleep, knocked the fuck out.

[Hah! Done! Anyway, this will be the last chapter for now. I'll come back next week though, so you guys won't be waiting long for another chapter. Toodles~!]