This is from a challenge I'm doing wiht a friend. Writing at least 100 words a day unti we get distracted. I GET DISTRACTED EASILY. AND NOT ALL OF THIS WILL BE TRANSFORMERS. DEAL WITH IT :U
Disclaimer: I don't own it.
Title: Stop Scratching My Paint Rating: Lockdown is being Lockdown Words: 135
"Stop that."
The remark is followed closely with a absent minded batting to Lockdown's hook by Prowl's hand. The taller mech lets out a soft chuckle, only getting closer.
"Don't be like that, kid," it is said in a soft and smokey voice, and the hook returns swiftly. Prowl lets out a soft sigh, a puff of irritated air.
"I'm busy." The words are annoyed, but he doesn't shove the other away this time. He really should have, because Lockdown seems to take the lack of physical negation as an invitation; wrapping a arm around the smaller bot's waist.
He lets the claw slip, and draws it up Prowl's side, leaving a deep line in the metal. Prowl hisses angrily, disentangling himself from the mech holding him close. Shoving him away, Prowl stalks off angrily.