Prowl was a walking through the dojo, trying to remember where his room was. "This place is almost too big." He muttered to himself. Then again, he has only been there for a few steller cycles. After a few cycles(1.5 min.) of wandering, he finally decided to just stop. He leaned against the wall, looking up. Then, he heard walking coming toward him. He looked and saw a mech. He had white and black armor, a grey faceplate, a full visor, and blue and red stripes down his chest plate.

"Yo! You must be new here, huh?" The mech asked Prowl. Prowl was shocked at the amount of energy in his voice. "Y-yes. My designation is Prowl." he said. "Ahm Jazz." replied the mech. "It's good ta' meetcha, Prowl! Ima call ya Prowler." said Jazz. "Hmm, well, I suppose. I was just trying to find my room." Prowl told him. "Ya, big place huh? Ah got lost pretty easily mah first few stellar cycles here, to. Lets find it together, mech." Jtold said energetically. Prowl had to note the slight slurr of Jazz' accent. It was unique, mabye even slightly likeable. Wait, what? 'No, its not! What am I thinking?' Prowl asked himself.

Jazz looked at Prowl in slight confusion, then grabbed his servo and started leading him around. Prowl simply followed let Jazz lead him. He smiled slightly, just enough to cover up if Jazz looked at him. After about 15 cycles, Jazz finally stopped. "Is dis yur place, Prowler?" Asked Jazz. Prowl looked at the door, and nodded. "Well, good. Have a good recharge, Prowler!" Jazz tells him before leaving. "Yes, uh, you to." Prowl replies. Jazz nods before jogging off to his room.

Prowl entered his room, and laid down on the small berth. He looked up at the pale white ceiling. He couldn't get Jazz out of his processor. He wasn't used to a bot being so kind and straightforward with him. He smiled and offlined his optics. He fell into a peaceful recharge.

very short one shot on how Jazz and Prowl met. Yes, fail I know.