Street Racer Darling |:| Knockout X reader

How About: 'NO'

~(Y/N)'s POV~

         "How did you talk me into this?" I asked Breakdown as he teetered at the edge of a steep cliff.

         "It didn't take much!" He gafawed, "All I had to say was 'I've got a date with danger' and you were right there beside me!"

         "You did not say that you liar! You said you were cliff diving! And I thought of something else entirely! Not this!"

         "What else does 'cliff diving' mean?"

         "YOU JUMP OFF A CLIFF INTO WATER! NOT MORE ROCKS!"

With that he started the fast decent to the bottom of the tall cliff. I didn't know how far up we were, and I didn't care. The only thing I cared about was the ground coming straight for us, and at a pace that shouldn't even be possible!

         "HANG ON!"

I gave no response as my nails dug into his seating, belt tightening as we neared the ground floor.

     Just before I thought we were going to crash, Breakdown transformed, landing on his pedes as I was tossed into the air like some ragdoll. He caught me as I was headed back down to solid ground.

         "Now... I know why... I choose solid ground... and not the open sky... like most Decepticons..." I stopped myself from puking in Breakdown's servo. "That scrap was TERRIFYING!" I heard Breakdown chuckle as I flopped onto my back. "Let's fragging do it again!"

         "Thought you'd find it fun." The blue mech teased in that 'I-told-you-so' manner most hate.

     We went down the same cliff over and over, until we found an even steeper cliff, and went down on that one. Each time I wanted to empty the contents of my stomach once we were down, and I was in Breakdown's servo, but I was having way to much fun to just stop and call it quits.

         "Come on! I can handle one more ride! Pleeeeaaaase!?"

         "You're one step from puking in my servo, no way. You look as pale as a ghost!"

         "Don't be such a killjoy ya blueberry!"

The new nickname earned a very odd look from Breakdown as he cocked his helm to the side.

         "What's with the sudden nickname?"

         "Well... I just came up with it really... since I call Knockout a cherry, Starscream is stilettos or cross-dresser, and Soundwave is Sounders or Sound, I thought I'd give you one too."

At this Breakdown shrugged, not really minding the nickname, though I could tell he wasn't to sure about it. Either way I'd call him Blueberry. It fit, especially since Knockout was his best friend. To fruits in a fruit basket! It was almost adorable!

         "One more time."

Breakdown tore me from my thoughts.

         "What?"

         "I swear you're deaf sometimes," he mumbled, "I said: One. More. Time!"

         "Alright! Let's do this!"

Making his way back up the cliff, I bounced in Breakdown's passenger seat as he made his leisurely plod seem almost agonizing as I waited. I nagged at him to go faster up the hill, but he only responded with a chuckle and going even slower.

         "WE MIGHT AS WELL BE GOING BACKWARDS!"

         "I can have that arranged..."

         "Don't you dare!"

The rest of the way up, instead of nagging at him to go faster, I practically pleaded with him not to fall backwards. I regretted opening my big mouth when he backed up to the edge of the cliff.

         "This is going to end SO badly! Breakdown turn back around!"

         "You wanted an adrenaline rush," He backed up by a bit, "So here's your adrenaline rush."

     I screamed as we fell backwards to the ground, the feeling of momentary weightlessness taking hold as we fell, gravity doing its job a little to well as the bulk of the Cybertronian plummetted with me strapped to his passenger seat. I couldn't tell when it was time for him to transform, and prayed to Primus that he knew. I was more than relieved when the nightmare suddenly stopped, my back hitting his open servo with a painful THUD.

         "ARE YOU CRAZY?!"

         "No, I'm a Decepticon."

         "No you're a big fat blueberry with no regard for my fragging safety! I could have DIED!"

         "But you didn't."

I closed my mouth before saying anything, finding his argument valid, though that's probably because I've used that same excuse more than once before.

         "Fine. Just don't EVER do that again! Fall nose first, yeah sure I'm game! But NOT backwards!"

         "Alright," He chuckled, "Wuss."

         "Blueberry."

     We ended up going back to the Nemesis, Breakdown needing to refuel and me just wanting to be back with my cherry red mech. When we arrived we found vehicons scrambling every which way, and Breakdown had to toss me in a vent to hide from Dreadwing as he stomped by. We both asked Knockout about it once we found him.

         "Reinforcements have been going out for the past half an hour to an energon mine. The Autobots aren't giving any one a chance to even take a breath without getting shot at."

         "Is it a job for Wildstryke?" I asked, half ready to bolt to my hiding place.

         "No," was the rather disappointing answer, "Most of the energon has been transported back here already. Whatever is being left behind won't make much of a difference."

Nodding I jumped from Breakdown's servo to Knockout's as he caught me.

         "You are completely covered in dust, what in Primus' good name were you two doing?"

         "Weeeeeell... we may or may not have been... cliff diving?"

         "Cliff... diving?"

         "It was more like cliff jumping, but I refrain from saying that for obvious punny reasons."

This made Breakdown snicker and Knockout shake his helm as he showed his disapproval with a brushing of my shirt, sending dust everywhere.

         "I'll take you to our room to get changed. In the mean time, I do believe a certain wrecker to be on the sight."

At this Breakdown grinned, and headed out to act as back up. Of course, I didn't think it to be needed, but Bulkhead needed a challenge. I think he needed the exercise too! 

(Thanks to @Alisha541 for Breakdown's nickname! I never thought of it before and it was a wonderful idea! Thanks for reading!)