Disclaimer: I don't own Transformers, and I never will.
Hey, everyone! :) This is a G1 one-shot (posted on 1-01-12) called "New Year's Festivities."
Prowl smiled as he watched the progression of the festivities going on below him. The Autobots were preparing to celebrate their first New Year's on Earth after learning what it was; he chose to simply watch them after he had helped set up some of the decorations, though he doubted anyone even knew he was up above them. Except Jazz, Jazz always knew where he was. Thinking of Jazz, he heard footsteps behind him. Doorwings twitched as a body got uncomfortably close to them.
After a few minutes of silence, he softly spoke first, "Hello, Jazz, happy New Year's Eve to you."
Jazz's response was quiet, unwilling to break the peaceful silence that had settled over them, "Happy New Year's Eve to you, too. Wha' are ya doing out here, friend?" he questioned.
Friend. That word always made Prowl so warm inside; he cherished what few true friends he had. Answering, he responded kindly, "I prefer watching everyone else be happy instead of joining in the festivities. Why do you ask?"
He closed his optics as he felt the body shift to sit beside him, yet not invading his personal space. The response was the following, accompanied by a slight elbow nudge:
"Just worried 'bout ya. Ah haven't seen ya much this week, been so busy," Jazz paused, before continuing as he stared with a gentle visored gaze at the mechs below the two of them, "Ya should join in; it'd raise their spirits a lot, ya know."
A small smile made its way to his face at the kind words. Opening his optics as he looked at his… friend, the words slipped out shyly, and without his permission, "You really think so?"
Jazz glanced at him, "Ah know so." Standing up, he grabbed Prowl's hand and tugged the other mech upward; then let go. "Come on, ah got a box of decorations with your name on it for ya ta put up."
Chuckling, Prowl followed him as he went back inside their mountain home.
"Thanks, Jazz." At the curious look Jazz tossed back to him, he smiled and explained, "Thanks for being my friend."
Jazz's reply was quiet, soft, and full of gratitude, "No, Prowl, thank you for being my friend."
I'll be happy to know what you think! :)
Oh, and happy New Year's!