Street Racer Darling |:| Knockout X reader

A Bet

~(Y/N)'s POV~

         "So, whose this Arachnid?" I asked Knockout, making him scrape a digit across the metal plating of a project he was working on in the med bay.

         "A new recruit."

         "Oh? Just that?"

He only gave a curt nod as his answer. My suspicions started to rise.

         "Sooooo, you gonna tell me a backstory, or something that I shouldn't do around her, things that'll make her angry, or want to offline me."

         "That's a long list darling."

         "I've got time, we both do and you know that." I sat back in the swivel chair I bought myself during a grocery shopping trip. Folding my legs Indian style, I waited for the story to start.

Knockout sighed, optics glued to his work still.

         "Arachnid is Arcee's sworn enemy."

         "Wow, something in common already." I grinned.

         "Trust me, that's the last thing you want. Arachnid's ruthless, and has no restraint unless she herself is in danger, then she becomes a Starscream level coward."

         "You know, the only ones who don't have that ability are Soundwave and Megatron."

         "HEY!" Well that got his attention.

         "Hay is for horses and the first stage of horse crap, you know I'm right!"

Knockout rolled his optics, and to be honest, it was kinda true, especially if his finish was at stake.

         "Anyway, Arachnid had disappeared and now she's back."

         "Cool, can't wait to meet her as Wildstryke."

         "Please don't."

         "Since when did you download manners?"

This earned another optic roll, and an exasperated sigh, bonus as he set down his tool.

         "Look, I highly doubt Arachnid is going to take a liking to you."

         "A kiss says your wrong."

         "That's not a very good bargain," Knockout smirked, thinking me to be rather dumb at that moment.

         "Fine then, let's tell Megatron off and kiss in front of him. I'm tired of his constant favors and hungry look, always staring at me like some perv."

         "To be honest I didn't think you noticed."

         "Please, I just prefer to ignore it, though I think he's up to something."

Knockout nodded, turning around and leaning on the table he was working at.

         "It was no coincidence we traveled through that storm. He wanted to keep you here."

         "Well he's an aft, so I suspected as much." I huffed, sitting up before I fell backward in the chair, "I don't want to anger him though... Oh! How about another 'no rules' match?" Though we've only done one, so far we were still the talk of the town after coming out of it with only a couple of scratches. Everyone else has ended up with more than enough dents to last a life time.

         "Alright, but if Arachnid ends up disliking you, you have to go to the Autobots for a day."

Well frag you too.