you and your favourite medic knockout were gossiping in medbay, criticizing random decepticons. you mutually agreed on everything that came out of your intakes (mouthes). knockout then started ranting about how a vehicon bumped into his and scratched his paint job, ruining it as he described it "ugh, if only I could go a day without someone RUINING my glamorous paint job." he sighed and rolled his optics