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“Come on, Wurst, I know you’re tired but you really need this. You look like a walking potato!” An H/C-ette growled at her ‘slightly’ fat as hell over weight dachshund. The dog whimpered and promptly plopped onto the Nevada dirt, panting like he had just run a doggy marathon. Ever since her mother had moved in, Wurst had been gaining a ton of weight and this pissed Y/N off. This morning was the last straw. Her mother had literally fried Wurst’s food and fed it to him.

~FLASHBACK~

“I can’t believe you! He’s not even your dog and you’re still destroying his health!”The H/C yelled at the by far older female. Y/N mother just smiled and pet Wurst’s head.

“If you don’t like it, leave.” And that’s where our heroine snapped.

“THIS IS MY FUCKING HOUSE!”

~FLASHBACK OVER~

Y/N punched the side of the rock wall she had been leaning against so hard blood spurted out from her knuckles. She winced slightly before tightening the gripped on the canine’s leash. With a sharp ‘let’s go’ she started to jog further up the butte’s side, dragging poor Wurst along with her.

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Y/N pulled out her old water canteen, paused her iPod, and took a long swig before pouring some on her dog’s head. The human laughed at her pet’s futile attempts to lick his own head. Without warning the ground beneath her began to shake, violently. A plume of dust shot out the other side of the butte and Y/N, being the brave or stupid girl she was, ran to the edge. Wurst whimpered and hid between his equally as frightened owner’s legs. The trembling went on for a few more seconds before subsiding and hot air hit the human’s back. Y/N turned around slowly like a horror movie character in the mist of the antagonist. She was met by a large, scarred, robot face.

“Well what do we have here?” it said. The robot’s deep voice literally made Y/N’s bones vibrate. It grinned smugly before reaching over and wrapping its clawed digits around her waist. At this moment, Wurst took this unfortunate opportunity and dashed the opposite direction, letting his doggy fat folds flow in the wind. ((I’m so mean lol)). Y/N on the other hand, pun intended, was too busy bashing the giants hand, demanding to be let go.

“What have you found, Magnus?” an equally as deep voice asked from behind. The shorter mech’s head twisted toward his comrade with a sly smile adorning his facial plate.
“Another one of those human natives, boss bot” he then handed the human over to the dark lord. Optronix’s optics glowed brightly as a not so cool idea popped into his processor. ‘Free bait. Might as well use it’

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“What the hell do you think you’re doing!?” Y/N pounded at the commanders servos. The duo (+ and one unwilling and unhappy human) now stood at the city limits of Jasper waiting for the decepticon leader and second-in-command/ medic. Minutes previously, one human vehicle had pulled a 70 MPH U-turn at the sight of the dreaded Autobots.

“Quite, human!” Magnus growled as his grip tightened. Y/N whimpered in pain and grudgingly shut her mouth. The mech grinned harshly and was about to say something but a jet’s roar cut him off. A green portal opened behind the alien craft and a scratched up blue Aston Martin Vanquish flew out. Nano-seconds after landing, the two transformed with unhappy frowns.

“Let the human go, Optronix. There is no need for causalities.” A huge red and grey mech said calmly. The purple lord grabbed the girl and lifted her to eye level with the two leaders.

“Humans are so small and so weak. I have no idea why you bother with them. They’re as bad as cyber rats, just more squishy when you step on them” Optronix mock pondered for a second before inclosing Y/N in his claws, forming a cage. The girl yelped and started to kick the mech’s digits. His laugh shook the earth and he continued, “How about a trade then. If you want the human so badly, give me the relics and you may have her.”

Megatronus’s optic ridge rose slightly. He did not want the human harmed but to hand over the very objects that would lead to the reconstruction of his home planet and the destruction of his enemy for one tiny human was too much. Thankfully Knockout with his wit spoke up.

“You really think that that measly human is worth ancient relics? You are far more desperate then we thought!” the blue mech boasted carefully. He knew that they couldn’t fight them physically but maybe mentally. His comment received a very pissed glare from both Autobots. Magnus stepped forward but his leader’s servo stopped his advance.

“Hey” Y/N protested at the medic’s comment.

“Perhaps you are correct but did you really think that would work on us. Maybe on Bulkhead or Smokescreen but certainly not us” Optronix smiled knowingly. Knockout shrugged and before anybot or human could process what happened, quickly stuck his prod into the Autobutt (intended) leader making him release Y/N. The young woman was weightless for moment until gravity decided to be an ass and pulled her down. Y/N braced for impact but it never came.

“I’ve got you, miss” Megatronus cupped her in his servos before ordering for a portal. Another green and blue vortex appeared behind the Decepticons and they sprinted into it. Let’s just say Y/N’s body didn’t like the trip and decided to ‘shut down’.

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Megatronus had given the human female to Knockout, whom reluctantly accepted the responsibility. He didn’t like the human species very much. The kids were an exception of course no matter how annoying Jack music was or Miko’s corrections whenever the medic was wrong about something. Now he had to deal with the unconscious female who looked like a sassy individual.

He set her down on the med room’s couch the kids had placed on one of the shelves and set to work on his unfinished experiment. This change in environment woke the girl up with a very loud, very scared scream, startling the medic. His helm whipped around and his grip shattered the beaker in his servo.

“Scrap! Gah why human? I needed that!” he growled. From somewhere in the ship, Jack screamed “13”. The Aston Martin groaned and began to clean up the mess. Y/N peered down from the ledge to watch the towering bot.

“W-where am I?”

“You are currently standing in the med room of the Decepticon warship, the Ark.” She just stared. “And yes, we are the ‘good guys”.

“Yet your warship is called the Nemesis? You know what; I’ve heard weirder things so that doesn’t surprise me” Knockout chuckled and walked over to the female.

“I might actually enjoy your company. It’d be nice to have an adult human around.”
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Several months later *SpongeBob TM narrator voice style*

Y/N had learned and seen so much during her time with the not so scary as they sound Decepticons. She even learned how to fix minor bot injuries with poor Breakdown as her practice dummy. As thanks for teaching her Cybertronian medicine, Y/N helped Knockout with human medicine. A few scratches and bruises later and Knockout could apply for a job as an EMT, if he were human.

“So what do you do if I were to dislocate my shoulder?” Y/N sat on her guardians shoulder, quizzing him on basic med questions.

Knockout thought for a moment and replied, “Gently rotate your injured arm until it pops back into place and then take you to a human hospital.”

“Good! Hey, you wanna finish this tomorrow? It’s getting pretty late for me”. The blue mech nodded before heading to the transport bay. There, he typed the coordinates and transformed into his not as sleek as un-shattered KO alt-mode.

“I will take you home.” Y/N sat down in the driver’s seat as the strap slipped over her protectively. The seat belt was tighter than usual not that Y/N minded. She counted it as a hug. Hey, a girl could dream, couldn’t she? The girl giggled, catching the mech’s attention.

“Is something funny?” he asked worriedly. Had she noticed something he didn’t? Was she laughing at the state of his alt mode? Knockout knew that he didn’t have the best finish but he was too busy fixing his comrades to worry about his appearance. Still, he couldn’t help but feel a little embarrassed around Y/N. After getting to know her a bit, KO fell helm over stabilizers. Y/N was by far his favorite human and everyone but apparently Y/N could tell. If his over protectiveness didn’t shout it then his puppy love stare whenever she wasn’t facing him would.

“Knockout watch out!” the sports car swerved, nearly hitting the highway sign on the side of the road into Jasper. Y/N gripped the steering wheel tightly with one hand and another over her heart. She glanced at his stereo which had gone silent, “Hey, are you alright? You’ve been acting weird all day?”

“I’m sorry, my processor was on something else” he replied softly. The H/C-ette tapped the wheel comfortingly. “You want to talk about it?”

Knockout’s hidden faceplate turned into a blueberry and his AC turned on high. Hot air blast Y/N face and the female knew that it was an embarrassing topic. She rolled her E/C eyes and laughed, “You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want--”

“NO!! I-I mean… oh scrap I’ve got nothing to lose!” ‘You’ve got everything to lose, scrap head!’ “Y/N I LOVE YOU!!”

Y/N stared ahead, silent as a church mouse. KO slowed down; waiting for a reply, remark, just something! She didn’t say anything instead she started laughing, hysterically. “That’s what you were so worried about?”

The mech didn’t understand. Did she think this was a joke? “Do you not reciprocate my feelings or-”

“Of course I do, you big dummy!” Knockout sighed, blasting cool air through his AC. “You think you’re funny human? I disagree.” the bot pulled up in front of Y/N house. The H/C-ette stroked the wheel with her thumb before kissing the top lightly. Knockout shuddered slightly, silently enjoying his lover’s affectionate gestures.

“I shall see you tomorrow, buddy” the female slid over to the passenger seat and opened the door. Just as she stepped out, his seat belt grabbed her wrist.

“I have a surprise for you tomorrow. I think you’ll like it”

“Wanna give me a hint?” her eyebrow rose.

“Nope!”