WANNA HANG OUT? // PT.4
*DOC KNOCK* EDITION
~2ND POV~
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A/N: Sorry guys! Due to Miraculous Ladybug X Chat Noir fanfictions and the low wifi/lack of Internet, I haven't been able to work on this or publish it at all. So, I hope you enjoy the wonders of Knockout's charm!
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   Secretly, while Optimus and Megatron went at each other, you watched from an abandoned lunch table that you now occupied. Almost everyone battled without the supervision of teachers, while many simply chose to sit in peace, like you.

   You watched your brother and Knockout shout heartbreaking insults at each other, desperately wishing they could become friends. But, no! They had to be rivals! Bumblebee always has to be so competitive! And Knockout, though he was charming, he was always getting himself into unnecessary fights!

   Just like the rest of the Decepticons. And then, there was a topic that's just as bad: you were inwardly debating on who to root for.

"COME 'ERE KNOCK, I'M GONNA MAKE YOU LOOK UGLIER THAN YOU DO ALREADY!"

"AS IF, WASP! I LOOK BETTER THAN YOU DO ANY DAY!"

The fight ended sooner than expected, probably because none of them wanted to deal with each other. Bee headed towards the men's room, and KO swiftly snatched a seat next to you. He would always try to talk to you as much as he could without your bro noticing, and so far, he was highly successful. But, alas, you were still worried for him.

"So, how good did I look while fighting?" Your friend gave a narcissist grin, brushing off his jacket.

"You know I don't appreciate that, Knockout." You mumble, letting out a sigh as you unpacked your lunch. His smile faltered.

"I-I'm sorry. I wish it was different! But he hates me, and I feel the same towards him." He explains.

"Yeah, I got that part."

"Breakdown would hate me for joining the Autobots though! And Megatron would probably try to hurt, or even kill me and you. Besides! I—I gotta go, Bumblebee's comin' over."

"Later!" Was all you managed to whisper before he stealthily fled the area.
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". . . How can I be friends with somebody my family is so skeptical of?" You ask your best friend, Strongarm (I need a highscool version of her ASAP!). Strongarm shrugs, trying to sympathize. As much as she despised Decepticons and valued her friendship with Bee, this was definitely a special case.

   Strongarm wanted to become a police officer when she's older. She was more than qualified to be one because of her strength and detective skills. But sometimes, even if Strongarm followed every rule exactly, even she had to bend them.

   "Honestly, I don't know. Knockout, to my knowledge, hasn't shown this sort of kindness to any Autobot or neutral. Especially a female." She tells you, sighing. You two were sitting on the steps that led to the door of the school, casually chatting about life again.

   "But why me? I'm just some dyslexic girl." You state, as if it were obvious. Strongarm giggles.

   "You are so much more than that! I'm not sure what Knockout is seeing in you, but it's definitely something good. 'Kay?" Your lady friend gives you a kind smile, of which you happily returned.

   "Speaking of Unicron. . ." You followed her gaze as it settled on KO. Each step he took towards you was filled with swagger and a hint of shyness, but he always had that around you. Nobody else, including the posse of fangirls he had from time to time.

   "Hello Y/N!" He greets you kindly. "Hello Strongarm." That greeting was obviously a bit harsher.

   "Knockout, please." You warn him.

   "Sorry. . ." He mumbles, making Strongarm surprised. She never heard ruthless Decepticons apologize! Unless, of course, it was directed towards Megatron.

   "So, what do you need?!" You ask cheerfully. He chuckles at your quick change in behavior.

   "I was wondering if you wanted to hang out later? Just me and you?" Doc Knock asks you, secretly telling himself it was a horrible idea, along with the expectation that you'd say no.

   "Oh! Of course! That'd be awesome! Just text me when, alright?" You told him. He nodded, shocked you were even doing this, and proceeded to walk away.

   "Did that just happen? Or was I dreaming?"

   "Yeah, that just happened."