After passing the wash racks several times you found it, and like Jazz had plainly said a large sign said 'Wash Racks' above it. You walked into the empty room humming, you walked passed a few different sections of shower heads before deciding to take one in the corner. 

With a little difficulty you turned on the shower and adjusted the temperature to your liking. You purred softly at the warm cleaning fluid as you began to scrub yourself, starting with the blocked half of your visor. 

The green paint was more resilient than you had originally expected. You growled a little at your still covered visor. 

"You know sweetspark, Its easier to get the paint off when you have help.~" You yelped in surprise at the sudden voice 

You whirled around to face the mech whom owned the voice your visor flashing in surprise. The purple mech grinned at you drawing his optics up and down your frame with a greedy look. You swallowed a little and straightened yourself out.

"While that is a kind offer I will have to decline, I am fully able to clean myself without assistance." You stated plainly 

"Awe~ C'mon toots~ We could have a little fun too~" He grinned moving closer 

You took a defensive few steps back, "I must insist that I do not need your assistance." 

He grinned darkly and backed you up into the wall. he tilted your helm up to meet his darkened green gaze. 

"C'mon~ Let me see that pretty face~" He purred softly 

Your servo slowly slipped to the fluid knob beside you, "I-I really don't see how revealing my face will help with s-scubbing off the paint..." You murmured 

He chuckled, "Oh you sweet innocent bot~" 

"Please move away." You spoke forcing your voice not to waver 

"What? Don't want to fool around darling?~" He asked grinning cockily 

You twisted the knob sharply to the right causing the washing fluids to reach a scolding temperature quickly. The mech shouted in pain and surprise as you tried to rush away. Only to stumble and fall onto the slick low-traction floor. You flipped yourself on your back just in time for the furious mech to pounce his large servos around your thin neck cables. 

"You little glitch!" He growled squeezing hard pressing a hard pressure on your throat pipes, "We're doing this wether you choose to or not!" 

You could feel the tears burning your optics behind your visor as you clawed at his servos with your own much smaller ones. He was grinning darkly above you and forced more and more pressure onto your throat pipes. 

Everything was blurring and you couldn't tell what was happening when the pressure on your throat. You coughed and sat up sharply holding a servo over your throat pipes. The purple mech was on the ground a few feet from you a familiar light blue bot standing right on his chassis.

"That would be why you were fired from working here at Iacon." The blue bot hissed angrily 

The purple mech spat at him as he was allowed up and left. The light blue mechs attention soon shifted to you, his steely gaze softened in the slightest as he approached.

"Are you alrig-!?" Blurr was suddenly cut off when you lunged forward to hug him hard 

You hid your face in his small blue chassis chanting your thanks over and over struggling not to cry. Blurr sighed a little and hugged you back a little.

"Its alright now.." He sighed softly 

"Im here now..."