A/n: I have no idea what their ship name is😂😂

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Rarity could not believe how unfortunate she is when she got kidnapped by giant robots -- and they all have bad taste in fashion! Ew! Well -- Except -- maybe one...

TFP

Requested by @whythefukulin

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" Why is everything looks so dark and gloom?! What's with the black and purple colour?! That is soooo out of season! Ew! Grey and red? Excuse me, sir, you need to have a better taste in fashion if you want to conquer the world!"

Ah -- Wait, maybe it was the Decepticons who felt how unfortunate they were to kidnap a whining diva just because they had seen her hanging out with one of the Autobots' pets. Sure, this is one was pretty, with curly long blueish purple(?) hair, diamond hairclips and matching clothes and boots but she was a pain in the aft.

" Would you be quiet?!" Megatron hissed down towards the girl in his clutch.

Honestly, Rarity just did those on purpose. Yeah, it wasn't so wise and she could get killed but she just hoped her luck wouldn't be so bad.

" Only if you would let go of me," Rarity did her best puppy eyes, crafting a fake friendly smile though her hands were shaking badly by her side.

Megatron grinned with a hint of amusement, " As if I would, puny human. Not until you give us the information about the Autobots."

There we go again, all with the Decepticons conclusion; Oh, you're hanging out with Jack/Miko/Raf? Good! You must know about the Autobots then! Let's kidnap you!

" For the last time, " groaned Rarity, " I don't know who are these Autobots!"

Again, the grey mech did not believe her; he continued to march through the dark hallway with Rarity clutched in his servos until they reached a metal door. As it slides opened, Rarity saw another presences of the cons. And it seemed that only these two looked much more colourful; one was big and bulky, with blue and orange colour and Rarity grimaced slightly at how blue and orange didn't exactly matched.

The next one was all cherry red and Rarity had to admit that this one -- looked entirely much more acceptable. He was shorter than the bulky robot and everything about him coloured in red even his optics. His finish also amazed Rarity as it looked shiner and cleaner than the rest of the giant robots she had met so far.

" Knockout, Breakdown, " Megatron said, " I have an important task for you."

" What is it, my lord?" The red one asked, slightly bowing. His optics landed on Rarity and they went wide for a seconds before turned to normal.

" This is one of the Autobots' pets; keep it and don't let it get away. Also, try to gain any information from it either willingly or forcefully. Don't eliminate her, though. " He gave Rarity a twisted grin, in which she cowered down slightly in fear.

" We will not fail you, lord Megatron," Breakdown nodded as the Decepticons' leader picked Rarity by the collar of her shirt and dropped her down onto Knockout's opened servos. Within seconds, the warlord turned and left.

" Well," Knockout looked down at Rarity, clutching her, " looks like we got ourselves a new toy, Breakdown."

Breakdown peered closer down to Rarity before retreated with a crunching expression, " Urgh, this one smells funny."

" Excuse me?!" Offended, Rarity glared up at the orange coloured face mech, " Why, I may be your prisoner but I will not tolerate with your attitude!"

Knockout and Breakdown stared at the girl in a few seconds before the red con threw up his helm and laughed. Breakdown gave a dry chuckle, " Ain't you a tempered one."

" Careful, doll, " Knockout purred as he walked towards a table, " there's a thin line between stupidity and boldness." He put her down on the table.

" Wait, aren't you going to latch me to some kind of torturing machine or something like that to earn informations from me?" Rarity looked up at the mechs, confused a little.

" Be reasonable, doll, you're too small to jump from this table and you are monitored by armed Decepticons," Knockout said and turned his servo into a swirling cutting saw ( I can't remember what it is called -- pizza cutter?"

" Answer our questions and you'll be unharmed," Breakdown turned his servo into a hammer as he stared down at Rarity with a  smile none too kind.

Rarity gulped; oh well. Here comes nothing.

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" What location did the Autobots had choose as their basement?"

A bored Rarity sighed, " I don't know."

" What plans have they been forming to defeat us?"

" I don't know."

" Damn it, this is going nowhere! " Breakdown groaned, " I am going out for a fresh air! " He turned towards the door and went outside, leaving Rarity all alone with Knockout.

" So," Knockout said, " it seems as even if I ask you another 234 questions, you would answer with ' I don't know'."

" Yes, because I don't know the Autobots." Rarity rolled her eyes.

" Well then, how about I ask you another different question, then?" Knockout smirked," Okay...how old are you?"

" Excuse me?" Rarity looked up at the con, tilting her head slightly, " What purpose of yours asking me something like that?"

" Well, if you prefer torturing style --"

" Nonono, I am 15!"

His smirk widened, " That's the spirit dear."

Rarity raised an eyebrow, " Aren't you suppose to ask me something about the Autobots or stuff?"

" I am getting bored here and you'd better entertain me or else."

Is that even reasonable?!

" Next question," the doctor paused, thinking for a moment before snapped his digits and asked, " What do you think first about this place?"

" Too dark, what's with the purple and black colour, too gothly style, needs a little bit fresh style."

Knockout's optics widened, " Finally someone who thinks the same as I do! I mean, gosh, am I the only one sensitive enough about this?"

A small smile carved on Rarity's face, " I know, people just tends to be too oblivious at times."

" Right; what do you think of me when you first saw me?"

" Um -- The most colourful one I've seen so far and er -- pretty finish you got there. Despite being red in everything. "

Knockout raised an eyebridge, " Why, what's wrong with red?"

" Oh, nothing is wrong with it, it's just maybe you should add up another colour!" Rarity tapped her chin, observing the red con, " I think you should go with white. If you are a human, I'd give you white scarf and a 1980's style hat."

" White?"

" Yes, red is a warm colour so cool colour would match it up."

Knockout stared at Rarity so long it made her uncomfortable so she tried to break the tension, " Okay, my turn; what do you think of me when you first saw me?"

" Shouldn't I be the one asking?"

" You got your turn, now it's my turn --"

A loud voice coming from a speaker interrupted them both, " Knockout, report yourself to the main room in 1 minutes!"

Knockout rolled his optics as the announcement went off, " Starscream always thinks he's the boss, ugh, he just gets on my nerves sometimes." he proceed on picking up Rarity.

" Hey! What are you --?!"

" Don't worry, Doll, I am careful with you hair," he said, walking towards the next table and put Rarity inside a glass box cage, " well, I gotta say, it's fun talking to you but I gotta go. Maybe next time...That is, if you're still alive."

There was something none threatening in his voice, despite his words. It sounded more like a teasing tone. Rarity crossed her hands over her chest and frowned as she watched Knockout walked away. But before he went out of the room, he paused at the doorway, his back facing the girl.

" Hmm, what I think of you in the first place..." he started, " A diva, too pale, what's with the eyelashes and makeup and pretty sure you're a whining baby."

Rarity gasped, " Hey! In case you did not notice, your face is white so you're pale too --"

" But her beauty is acceptable, " Knockout gave a flirty smirk over his shoulders, " and it's nice to meet someone who has something in common with myself." With that, he left.

Rarity stared dumbfounded at the closing door; despite being trapped and held as a prisoner there, she thought maybe the place wouldn't be so bad at all...Not when she knew Knockout had taken a liking towards her.

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" Do I look good in white?"

Breakdown looked at the approaching red con as they both headed to the main room.

" Why did you ask me that?" The bulky con tilted his helm slightly.

Knockout smiled, " Nothing, just..." he threw a few glances behind, " thinking of something cool to add up with red."

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" Doc, are you okay? "

" Yeah, I am. Why wouldn't I?"