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[There’s a surprised scream as Knock Out jolts awake and activates his communicator by accident. Shockwave’s next to him, with the cortical cable that he pulled out of Knock Out’s head in hand.

The medic stares at him, and it takes a lot of willpower to not just growl questions at his superior. For the last week he was home, dealing with Predacons, Cylas and zombie terrorcons. He’s a bit on the edge and very confused.]

We need to talk about your bedside manners. Where am I?

[The Decepticon Scientist retracts his hand, taking the time to coil up the device and set it on a tool table next to him. The room around him was mostly dark, but there were several lights focused on Knockout. Looks like he was on some sort of table..]

[Wait - table. A medical table, with a screen displaying the medic's vital stats right next to him. All normal.]

You are in my laboratory. You were brought here shortly after becoming unconscious.

[In Knock Out’s opinion, ‘he’ and ‘Shockwave’s laboratory table’ are two things that should never get mixed. He quickly gets out of the table and puts some distance between him and the bigger Con.]

Oh, that’s great really. Very sweet of you to do…[Knock Out stares warily at the lights and then back at Shockwave with a forced smile.]…Whatever you were trying to do, I think I will leave you alone now. I wouldn’t dare to disturb you while creating more Predacons and the like; I've had enough Eldritch Abominations for a life time. Now if you excuse me…

[He moves to leave and the video cuts to black.]

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[Oh hey, it's his favorite medic.]

Look who's back with the living. Have fun while you were out cold?

[He knows you love him, Bulk.]

The one and only. Did you miss me? Oh, yes, plenty of fun if you ignore the zombies.

[Yeah, loves him like a loose bearing. Oh by the way, he knows you're dating Smokescreen.]

Ha, yeah. Missed ya like I miss bein' injured.

Whattaya talking about zombies? Been watching too many horror movies?

[Those deserve love too. Bulk there some things that is better not to know.]

You seems to like getting injured often enough, perhaps you are that masochistic.

Not recently no, even if I like those. We need a drive in theater here.. Nevermind, you don't want to know.

[Maybe they do to you, they're not much fun to him. Oh believe him, he wishes he didn't know.]

I don't enjoy it as much as you think. Most of them come from fightin' you and the rest of Megatron's goons anyway.

Yeah, okay. [Had a nightmare about zombies. Yeah, none of his business.] Roads first, entertainment along side them second. [Or second and third, considering a torturer and murderer is kind of taking priority right now.]

[You have no proper sense of fun, Bulkhead.]

Isn't that what Wreckers like to do, though? Fight? You should thank us. [Knock out waves a hand, smirking briefly.]

[That's what all there is to it. Nightmares. Don't listen to that nervous vehicon blaming him for random zombies roaming around the Nemesis. The guy clearly had too much to drink.] Oh roads. Yes, that's definitely something we need. Did you finally start building those while I was having a beauty sleep?

[Well right now he trusts that Vehicon more than he does you. Keep that in mind.]

No, we ain't started them yet. Gotta take care of the guy who tortured Ambulon first. [Plus the Wreckers were called in specifically by the PF to help. So it's kind of hard to ignore.]

They'll get started after this.

[Assuming he doesn't die between now and then, Cough.]

[Knock Out always assumes that anybody likes him and then he goes on with his life.]

The who that did what? [Specifics, Bulkhead he need those. He just woke up.]

Good then. Do you have a proper design of the terrains set already?

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