Knockout would be swimming around. He had snuck out of the Decepticon’s underwater cave base again, to do one little side hobby that he quietly enjoyed. Watching humans at the beach.

He loved how humans were so small and cute and just- He loved the way they looked. But he absolutely loathed the way most of them acted. Most of them were cowards, or rude, and all of that GREAT stuff.

I mean, yeah, he couldn’t really be talking. He was a HUDGE narcissist whose top priority is keeping sand out of his scales. Luckily, he had both gills and lungs, so he was able to breathe underwater, and in the atmosphere. That just made it all that easier to watch the humans.

Knockout would swim as close as he could go, before setting himself tucked away behind so rocks, positioning himself in a way which made him able to easily watch the human’s, while not sticking out like a sore thumb.