Author's Note: Upon completion of this story I put my face in my hands and said: "I can't believe I just wrote that ending!" I feel like a bit of a heartless butthead at the moment. So, anyway, I hope you feel this is one of my better songfics.
Credit~ "Face Down" is by Red Jumpsuit Apparatus. All the mentioned things that are Transformers belong to either Hasbro of that evil *** who killed Jazz (*cough* Michael Bay *cough*)
Italics- The song
:Bold: Internal com.
"Regular Speaking"
'Putting in air quotes'
Hey girl you know you drive me crazy
One look puts the rhythm in my head
Still don't rather understand why you hang around
I see what's going down
I sighed, often glancing at Prowl. Was I the only one who noticed how utterly perfect his armor looked? How much he would shine? And was I the only one who could see how sad he looked beneath all that? I could explain both. At least, I was pretty sure I could. The shine was because of his current 'boyfriend' (The human terms were so much easier to use for certain relationships!). Sunstreaker was picky about paint jobs, and no… Boyfriend of his would look anything but perfect. As for how dark he was feeling, Prowl had told me he was just going through a rough patch with Sunstreaker. I guess he didn't realize I usually noticed the dents before they'd magically disappear in the middle of the night.
Most mechs didn't pay any special attention to Prowl. Ratchet didn't have time, Optimus didn't have enough time for any mech really, and everyone else just minded their own business to much to notice small details. I was the only one who spent enough time with Prowl to notice the little details. Like the way his door wings had been sort of just hanging from his back lately. Sure, everyone else was fooled by his facade. By the "I'm fine" s and the "Everything is great" s. But I wasn't.
Because I paid enough attention to know that Sunstreaker couldn't have been treating Prowl well. Not by the look in Prowl's optics each day. Not by the way Prowl kept their duty and off duty times as separate from the other's as possible. Not by the way Prowl seemed almost afraid to return to their shared quarters each night.
Cover up with Make-up in the mirror
Tell yourself its never gunna happen again
You cry alone and then
He swears he loves you
Sometimes being a good friend means doing things a good friend probably shouldn't. One of these things was for me to spy on Prowl first thing in the morning. Through a crack in their door I could see Prowl buffing out a hand shaped dent in his face. The sight caused my tanks to churn. And than I heard soft sobs escaping him.
Prowl never cried. Ever. Not that he'd ever let anyone, including me, see. I wanted to comfort him. I really did. I heard him sobbing out things like, "He'll never do anything like this again… He was just angry…" He was babbling mostly. I had to leave though, since I heard feet coming down the hall. I hid behind a corner, listening for a sound.
"Hey Prowlie. I'm sorry… I really do love you." Sunstreaker's voice reached my audios.
"I love you too." Hearing Prowl sound so vulnerable pissed me off. I hated Sunstreaker for doing that to him. I continued down the hall as silently as I could, trying to think of what I could do. Not that it was really any of my business to do anything…
Do you feel like a man
When you push her around?
Do you feel better now
As she falls to the ground?
For a week, things seemed to get better for Prowl. But then I walked around a corner only to retreat behind it again. I saw Sunstreaker was fighting with Prowl. So far the fight was only verbal. But than things accelerated. Prowl shoved Sunstreaker a little. In turn Sunstreaker slapped Prowl hard enough to knock him onto his aft. I wanted to do something, but I found myself watching as Sunstreaker stormed into their room. I had to wonder how he felt when he did things like that. Did Sunstreaker feel like more of a mech when he did things like that.
:Jazz?: Prowl asked over a private com channel, :Can I speak with you in private?:
:Sure Prowler. Meet you in my quarters in a few minutes?: I asked, moving as silently and as quickly as possible to my quarters. Maybe now I'd be able to somehow help Prowl.
Well I'll tell you my friend
One day this world's going to end
As your lies crumble down
A new life she has found
Prowl, for some reason, never came to my quarters. I could see for days after that their relationship was crumbling. Their universe of one another was crumbling to pieces. I had to wonder why this was happening to Prowl. Why did he have to be with a mech, who as far as I was going to be concerned, had lied about loving him? If he was going to find a new relationship with a better mech, why wouldn't Primus give him that better mech in the first place? I sighed a little as I sat on my berth, pondering this and other mysteries (such as what I really felt for Prowl), as I enjoyed the wonderful view of my ceiling.
A pebble in the water makes a ripple effect
Every action in this world will bear a consequence
If you wade around for ever you will surely drown
I see what's going down
The fights that Prowl and Sunstreaker were having were getting worse. Their fighting was also starting to affect the mechs around them. The autobot army was like that. If one mech, or a few, were unhappy then the rest of us suffered with their problems. It was like a rock being dropped in a puddle. Sideswipe and I were probably effected the worse by their fighting, since we were among the closest to the two mechs. I was dealing with enough emotions about the whole thing to fill Cybertron, and I was starting to drown in them. Those two should have stopped their relationship and gone back to being to professionals who had to cooperate a long time ago.
I see the way you go and say you're right again
Say you're right again
Heed my lecture
My big surprise of the week was when Sunstreaker came to my quarters and asked to talk with me. He wanted to know more about my relationship with Prowl. I answered his questions willingly, while trying to drop a few subtle hints on how to maybe treat Prowl a little more kindly. I could only hope he grasped said hints by the time he left my quarters again. Only time could tell.
Do you feel like a man
When you push her around?
Do you feel better now
As she falls to the ground?
Their relationship started to involve less fighting. I could tell they were still treading on thin ice when it came to one another now. At least the base was permitted some peace as their fighting settled down. Still I couldn't get that image of Sunstreaker knocking Prowl to the floor out of my processor. I was surprised that Sunstreaker had so much power, not only physically, but mentally over Prowl. Prowl was his, and Prowl let him get away with being in control. Prowl let Sunstreaker get away with hurting him.
Well I'll tell you my friend
One day this world's going to end
As your lies crumble down
A new life she has found
Face Down in the dirt
She said: "This doesn't hurt"
She said: "I've finally had enough."
A good majority of the Autobot army was watching the fight that was taking place outside. Sunny and Prowl were at it again. A good majority of the gathered bots gasped as Prowl was knocked on his face plates into a puddle. I was among the gaspers, even though I probably should have been making these bots move along. Still, I couldn't tear even myself away as Prowl stood up, and evil look on his faceplates. I could tell he'd finally had enough of Sunny's slag.
Face down in the dirt
She said: "This doesn't hurt."
She said: "I've finally had enough!"
One day she will tell you that she has had enough
It's coming round again
I couldn't hear what Prowl was saying. He looked angry though, and sad. I could see Prowl was telling Sunstreaker off. It was clear in his body language. How his door wings were posed, how his fists clenched. If Sunstreaker wasn't careful he would be needing new dental plating. Sunny, in his infinite wisdom, did not grasp this. No matter how long they'd been 'together', Sunny didn't know Prowlie the way I did. He could have never comprehended that when Prowl was finally fed up, he became mean. I was pleased, though not surprised, when Prowl's Fist met Sunny's mouth as the yellow mech opened it once more.
Do you feel like a man
When you push her around?
Do you feel better now
As she falls to the ground?
Sunny was knocked flat on his back. Most of the spectators were surprised at how much force Prowl had used. I wondered if maybe they needed to see this. Needed to see that Prowl deserved to be appreciated like anyone else. Well, if nothing else today, he earned the respect of quite a few gathered mechs. And a small smirk from Ironhide as well. Maybe the others weren't so unobservant as I thought.
Well I'll tell you my friend
One day this world's going to end
As your lies crumble down
A new life she has found
Prowl walked away from Sunstreaker than. The usual control was on his face. His world with Sunstreaker had ended, but at least I could see why it had began in the first place: It made him a stronger mech in the end. Prowl learned from the past, and he would never let anyone push him around like that again. And if he did, I wouldn't just stand by and do nothing next time.
Do you feel like a man
When you push her around?
Do you feel better now
As she falls to the ground?
Well I'll tell you my friend
One day this world's going to end
As your lies crumble down
A new life she has found.
Prowl moved on. It took him time, but he did. It took me just as long to realize how I really felt for him. By the time I was ready to ask him out myself, Prowl was ready to say yes.
Face down in the dirt
She said: "This doesn't hurt."
She said: "I've finally had enough."
And now here I am, lying on the ground. I've had to turn off most of my pain receptors, if they were on I'd be hurting to much to think straight. I tried to focus on the spark bond I have with Prowlie. I tried to send him all of my love, somewhere out in the deep reaches of space. I was going to die. The fact that I hadn't the moment Megatron tore me in two was a miracle. I love you. I tried to send over the bond. My vision was getting blurry. I didn't have much time. Just before everything went black I felt a wave of panic and love wash over me, and I knew it was from Prowl.
