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Title: Imaginary
Prompt: 13
Pairing: Prowl x Jazz
Other Characters: Autobots
Genre: Romance/Tragedy
Rating: K
Summary: He knew he was there always beside him but he just cant understand why the others don't see him too.
"Hey Prowla" Jazz called, walking into the S.I.C's office, a bright smile on his faceplates.
"Hello Jazz." Prowl replied walking over to his lover.
"Whatcha doin?" the visored mech asked.
"Oh just sorting through some book files I haven't read in ages." Prowl explained.
"What? No work today?" Jazz asked noticing the lack of data files on the Praxian's desk. Actually now that he thought of it, he hadn't seen anyone leaving any datapads on Prowl's desk at all.
"Maybe Optimus decided to give him a break. Lucky mech." Jazz smiled.
"How bout we go get some energon and then ya can show me some o' them book files." He asked. Prowl seemed to frown a little.
"I'm not really that hungry Jazz." The S.I.C said. Jazz scoffed. "By Primus you aint! I haven't seen ya drink energon in days mech unless you've got some secret stash somewhere. Which I know for a fact ya don't." Jazz looked worriedly at Prowl. "You gotta take better care of yourself Prowler." Prowl smiled at Jazz.
"I know Jazz but really, I'm fine." He answered. Jazz nodded.
"If you say so." He said. "Okay then, how about we just take a walk?" jazz commented. "You haven't visited the bots in awhile."
"Jazz, I don't think that's…" Prowl began to argue but jazz cut him off.
"Of course it is. C'mon Prowl, some of the bots could use some cheering up. Sunstreaker and Sideswipe seem to be so gloomy lately. Did you know they haven't done one single prank since a week ago?" Jazz chuckled. "I don't know what you did Prowl but whatever it is really worked." He smiled.
"But I know." Prowl thought, frowning as Jazz led him down the hall by his hand.
"And Bluestreak's been so depressed lately. Even Smokescreen stopped making bets. Don't know why though, but they could use some cheering up too." Jazz continued. "In fact, no one has mad a single bet or caused any trouble since you came back last week, weird huh?" he asked. Prowl let a small smile appear.
"Yeah, it is weird." Jazz watched his lover carefully.
"You sure you're okay?" he asked. Prowl nodded.
"Yes Jazz, lead on." Both bots continued on their way to the Rec Room.
When the two officers entered the Rec Room all noises stopped. The Autobots watched as Jazz entered the room with a bright smile on faceplates and a hand outstretched as if he was holding onto something. They all watched as the saboteur walked through the room and stopped in front of a table. Prowl watched the bots and frowned at their reactions.
"Jazz, I don't thing this is a great idea." Prowl said.
"Nonsense, it's fine." Jazz reasoned leading him to sit down. He was about to get some energon when a voice called out to him.
"Jazz, who are you talking to?" Bumblebee asked. Jazz looked at him and noticed the other bots staring at him in almost horror.
"Whatcha mean? I'm talking to Prowl Bee, who else?" the other bots now had worried if not shocked looks on their faces as they watched him. In the back of the room Bluestreak whimpered. Sunstreaker tried to calm him down. Prowl watched the gunner sadly.
"I'm so sorry Bluestreak." He thought and turned his attention back to his bondmate.
"You guys are crazy." Jazz said going to t get his energon.
"If only you knew Jazz. If only you knew."
((End))
Me: *sniffle*
Jazz: what's wrong with…
Me: I killed Prowl! *cries*
Jazz: oh…
Bumblebee: she really likes him.
Prowl: she does know I'm right here right?
Me: Prowl! *glomps him*
Prowl: Ahh!
Jazz: haha…maybe ya shoulda waited a little for that.
Prowl: *glares*
Jazz: hey, just kidding love.
Bumblebee: R&R everybody, tell her what you think! Please don't flame!
All: Bye!