You and Knockout, probably the really unlikely yet surprisingly the best duo known to man. Why was it really unlikely that the both of you would be friends? Probably because he was a cybertronian (not to mention a DECEPTICON) and you were a small and fragile human. You both had become friends on one random day when you had found him in your autoshop, taking something from your desk since he was desperate to find something, anything that could fix the bad patch on his paint job. You both did many things with each other; you made each other look pretty, you would go do races, you would gossip and talk about stuff going on, ~~you would kill people~~, all the fun stuff best friends do on the daily. Today was just a calm day, you were painting each others nails... well, you were painting his claws with a paintbrush, but same thing.

Knockout observed you with those sharp, red optics of his as you carefully ran the paintbrush over the claws of his servos. He was only making sure you weren't going to mess up his paint job in any way, in which he wouldn't get too mad at YOU for. The silence was rather... awkward, but neither of you knew what to say during the nail painting session. . . . That was until Knockout, your bestest of all friends in the whole world, had thought of a conversation starter. ' ' So, have you got any... juicy drama to tell~? ' '