Hecate snickers often when Knockout forgets about a fullmoon. Unlike his human counterparts, the Cybertronian witch just went “Frag, I needed that.” For a spell he’d been practicing.
Knockout pouts at the Goddess sending waves of amusement at him.
“Perhaps if you ask nicely, one of the Moon Gods will give you a sliver of moonlight.”
Most of the Moon Gods were unfortunately preoccupied in their own areas.
It was by chance in stepping into the Andean soil, Hecate allow him to use her roads to travel, that one Moon Goddess was free and willing to hear his request. Her silver eyes glowed eerily as she reached out with the same precious metal.
“Thank you.” He said, holding out several wild flowers carefully picked from the desert. “I hope these are acceptable gifts for you.” The red car gently placed the freshly picked flowers on to the Goddess’s hand. She admired the purple, red, and yellow flowers foreign to her. She smiled.
Then she leaned over to whisper in his audios.
“Should you ever decide to leave, this place will be a safe haven for you.”
“Leave....?”
The Goddess stepped away and faded into moonlight.
The piece of silver glowing in his hand.
Knockout knew what she meant but did not dwell on it. Stepping back into the road and leaving, he tried not to think too much on the tempting offer.