#stab meme;

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It's no secret he's afraid of the Dinobots. He has no desire to catch a ride one ever again--to him, each they're equally huge and terrifying.

So when one raises a blade nearly as long as he is tall, Stinger prepares to run but doesn't get far before the blade is protruding from his chest and Energon has soaked his claws as he desperately tries to get the thing out, to stop the panic and firey pain shooting from his chest. He lets out a yelp when he hits the ground and the thing digs even deeper into his body.

The fact that he'll be awake and fully functional in a few hours (as long as the weapon is pulled out) is little comfort as Stinger's processor offlines to the sound of thunderous footsteps and red optics just above him.

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—> [i went there]

The only thing he feels is a stinging sensation in his torso, and his first, hopeful, thought is it's some sort of mistake. His next thought is that it was on purpose, and he spends what feels like a month trying to think of a good reason David would have to stab him.

Finding none, Stinger scrambles back, resisting the urge to pull out the weapon. A part of him wants to power up his blasters and obliterate the human for doing this, but another part reminds him that this is David and David is supposed to be safe and not hurt.

Energon is trickling down his body and into the ground, He stares at the pastel, semi-transparent liquid for a second before directing his visored gaze at the human, trying to control the rising panic in his voice.

"Why'd you do that?"