Whelp, we've seen them running around making pranks, being a nuisance, crying on everyone, falling in love, and basically being useless but such stories are always told from their point of view. Now, let us see these stereotypes through the cannon character's perspective.

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By Fadura

The day had started off nice…

Until that ditzy idiot of a 'warrior' came along.

Prowl frowned looking down at the data pad and trying his best to ignore the shouting going on outside. Most of the words were incoherent, but he had heard enough. Briefly the door to his quarters opened and a breathy sing song, overly feminine voice floated through, making his wings twitched briefly.

"Jazz please! Don't you recognize me? I m your girlfriend! I love you!" The door shut, drowning out whatever else the lunatic of a transformer said. Prowl's frown deepened as he slowly turned around to face his friend, an expectant expression on his face and he crossed his arms.

"Girlfriend." It was more a demand than a question.

"I'll say it once and I'll say it again. Not a chance." Jazz huffed making sure the door was locked. "Frag, I don't even know her!"

A pause.

Then Prowl sighed, a long suffering sigh that he'd began to use more and more often now that the femme had come along, as if he didn't have enough to deal with already and now, this.

RubyFlight, she'd called herself so. A neutral who began off as a decepticon who every so often 'visited them', and when she did, everyone ran for cover, mostly to hide away from the love conquers all' speeches that she always made. She was crazy, an untalented fighter, claimed to be Optimus Prime's daughter and also insisted that she was a supposedly dead 'girlfriend' from Jazz's past, though whether or not the black and white Porsche actually knew her still remained a mystery.

She also claimed to be 'pregnant' with Thudercracker's child, which was frankly impossible since transformers did not reproduce the same way as humans did, but then again she also claimed she used to be human.

No wonder why the decepticons had left her out to die on the field, their mistake for taking her in like the nice little autobots they were and now they suffered for their mistakes… In the most humiliating ways many could possibly imagine since the aforementioned femme was not very bright either, as well as being extremely annoying.

Jazz listened against the door till he heard her weeping and sniffling fade with the distance. And when he was sure the mad femme was gone he let out a long, loud sigh of relief.

"This just isn't my day…" He muttered, slightly muffled as he pressed his palm against his face plate.

"Neither is it mine." Prowl concurred, and sighed again pressing his fingers against the front of his helmet.

Another pause, maybe a bit too long of a pause this time.

"Prowl…?"

Prowl frowned again and looked up, getting a vague sense of impending doom. "Yes?"

"… can I stay here for 'till she goes away…?"

"Me Slag, not like dumb femme bot, go away." Swoop looked up slightly from his data pad his optic flickering once in a blink. Slag obviously was a strange person to come to sort one's problems out, even less be a shoulder to cry on due to his exceedingly volatile temper, but then again RubyFlight wasn't the smartest of people round.

"He LOVES me, I KNOW it, he just (sniffle) needs time to think it out… yeah, then he'll ask me to marry him…" Slag rolled his optics heaven wards in irritation and promptly shoved the incredibly skinny blue and red femme away from him –she burst into a Niagara of tears at this- and looked at the spot where she'd cried on him in disgust, before turning on his heels and stomping away muttering under his breath about finding a cloth to wipe off the offending fluid.

Swoop blinked again then slowly turned around trying his best to quietly sneak away before RubyFlight noticed him. Unfortunately his attempts were in vain. Two slender hands had already wrapped themselves around his waist and was holding him and an unbreakable hug.

"Oh Swoop, what should I do, I m so confused… Jazz loves me right…?" Swoop's shoulders hunched and a flat look was now plastered across his face as he prepared himself for a long, long 'talk' –if that was what one called it when only one person spoke- about nothing but Jazz, and the self pitying femme herself and how her life is all miserable because she was carrying a decepticon's baby.

It might've actually been funny if it didn't happen every slagging single week.

"… I m sure he loves me..!" She rambled on as Swoop silently hoped that one of the other Dinobots would wonder by and get the partially organic sobbing red and blue car, with barely enough kibble to transform at all and seemed to be modeled after a human Barbie doll with huge chests and large amounts of optic fluids streaming down the side of her pink humanoid face, off of him.

Mirage tried to ignore the fact that there was music coming out of Prowl's room. Specifically he was trying to and not quite succeeding in ignoring the loud music coming from Prowl's room. Trying his best to keep his face neutral, Mirage clicked the buzzer and waited.

And waited…

He clicked the buzzer again.

…Of an angel, fly away from here… Were the lyrics that streamed out as the door opened revealing a very exasperated Prowl.

"YES, MIRAGE?" He asked, over the music, causing the spy to flinch slightly at the volume of his voice.

"Report." Mirage answered handing him the data pad wearing an odd expression on his face.

"OH, THANK YOU." Mirage winced again and quickly turned on his heels and strode down the hall… and froze just as he turned the corner.

"Me Swoop say, please help me…?" Swoop asked giving him a pleading look, but it wasn't that, that caught his attention. Two beautiful, green optics stared up at him and widened, quickly followed by a happy gasp and another stream of tears running down the sides of her face causing the Dinobot flier to cringe in disgust.

Mirage froze.

"Mirage!" Was the happy squeal, as RubyFlight let go of her captive and ran towards him. The look on the spy's face change from shock to 'deer in the headlights' in a time span of point three seconds and he did the only thing he could do.

"Primus above, help me!" He shimmered and vanished but the echoing sound of running metal feet could still be heard loud and clear, and RubyFlight was more than happy to follow him while Swoop watched her disappear around a corner with an expression that was caught between being extremely sick and someone just on the verge of bursting into a hysterical fit.