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It was a slow day for the Decepticons, there weren't any Autobots meddling with their affairs, so everyone had unanimously and unofficially declared today a break day. Well, mostly everyone. There were of course, Vehicons who couldn't leave their posts.
And then there was Soundwave.
Knockout eyed him from where he was standing next to the other officers on the bridge, the others chatting about something he tuned out of.
Even though Soundwave could take a break, he didn't, he continued typing with lightning speed at the console in front of him, never faltering or making a mistake. Soundwave never took a break, unless he was ordered to, his blank visor gazing at the screen in front of him.
Knockout smirked, suddenly getting an idea of what to do today besides racing.
After all, Knockout was never one to turn down gossip.
“Soundwave has animalistic legs, right?” He asked, his question stopping whatever Starscream and Breakdown were talking about.
“I mean, I guess? What made you bring this up now?” Breakdown asked confused, unsure as to the point Knockout was making.
Knockout smiled, turning slightly to face the two before speaking.
“Soundwave could be a furry under that visor and no one would know.” He stated seriously.
There was a beat of silence, before both responded at roughly the same time:
“What?”
“You see, it would make sense, think about it. The animalistic legs, hiding his face, and never using his voice.” Knockout stated, as if it were the most obvious thing in the universe, along with a touch of sarcasm.
“What does not speaking have to do with anything?” Starscream demanded, wings twitching in irritation.
Knockout just grinned wider, turning to fully face them, opening his arms as if to make a grand speech, before responding.
“Soundwave speaks in OwO speak, which is why he doesn’t talk, he’s a furry”
There were a set of heavy footsteps heard behind him “What about Soundwave?” A deep , scratchy voice asked.
Megatron.
Knockout should’ve stopped, but instead he turned around, opening his mouth to speak.
“Soundwaves a furry” He stated.
Megatron arched an optic ridge, staring at him with such a deadpan expression for far too long, it felt like an eternity, time going by slowly, like wadding through water.
And then just as abruptly as it started, Megatron walked off, telling them a simple “Do something productive”.
The trio walked out of the main bridge, and jokes aside, Knockout couldn’t help but get curious about Soundwave.
Just what was hiding under that visor?