"You like her, do you?"
Once Wheeljack learned who was talking to him, his eyes leered.
"What are you talkin' about?"
Even though the war was over, Decepticons still made Wheeljack uneasy. Knock Out could stab them in the back, though Megatron was with the Allspark. It's not like the 'Cons were together anymore. Even though Knock Out said he was siding with them, Wheeljack still didn't trust him.
"That two-wheeler?" began the medic. "Please, it's not like as if everyone hasn't notice. Anyone's circuits would fizz out just by standing around you two."
Wheeljack froze. Perhaps Knock Out was right. He did let his barrier get down a bit, especially around Arcee. He cursed himself for getting soft around her. Though every time he looked into her optics, he always seemed to be so lost into them... On the other hand, why did Knock Out care?
"What's it to you, 'Con?"
Knock Out began to rub the back of his head.
"I may used to be a Decepticon, though that doesn't leave me with no spark," he beg