Song: Big Night by Big Time Rush
Characters: ARK Autobots, Prowl, Jazz
Dimension: G1
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Oh Oh
It's gonna be a big night
We're gonna have a good time
It's gonna be a big, big, big, big, big, big night
Jazz peers at his reflection and smirks. Tonight was gonna be huge, and there was nothing Prowler could do to stop it.
1, 2, 3 all my boys and girls
We gonna party like it's the end of the world
Let's get it started (Hey!)
Started (Hey!)
Started (Hey!)
Whoa Oh
Jazz crept down to the rec room and locked himself, Blaster, Sideswipe, and Wheeljack inside.
Waitin' all week and it's Friday night
We gonna get dressed up
For the time of our lives
Let's get it started (Hey!)
Started (Hey!)
Started (Hey!)
Later that night, Prowl pushed his way through the crowd of astonished mechs at the rec room entrance to stare in shock at the scene presented to him. Jazz had turned the rec room into a dance hall, with Blaster as the DJ. Sideswipe had helped decorate, and Wheeljack had placed specially made disco balls all around the room. Jazz himself stood proudly in front of them as the music started. "Well," he asked, spreading his arms wide. "What are ya waitin' for?" With a sound of joy, the bots descended on the dance floor.
'Cause I've been feelin' down, down, down
I need a pick me up round, round, round
I wanna spin it up loud, loud, loud
DJ take me away
Jazz watched, amusement in every line of his faceplates as Prowl struggled to push his way to the center of the room where he is dancing.
Oh Oh
It's gonna be a big night
We're gonna have a good time
It's gonna be a big, big, big, big, big, big night
Oh Oh
It's gonna be a big night
We're gonna have a good time
It's gonna be a big, big, big, big, big, big night
It's been a long week
Been workin' overtime
I need a hot beat
To get this party right
I'm on another level
Turn up the bass and treble
Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up
Blaster earns his name by turning the music up until it almost bursts everyone's audios. Prowl winces and flicks his doorwings straight up as he tries to make his way through the crowd. He manages to get to the middle without too much contact, due to his battle computer helping him weave through the crowd of dancing Autobots.
'Cause I've been feelin' down, down, down
I need a pick me up round, round, round
I wanna spin it up loud, loud, loud
DJ take me away
Jazz and Prowl face each other in a small center of calm in the middle of the dance floor. Both black and white bots have their arms crossed, one smirking happily and the other glaring harshly. Then the glare softens.
Oh Oh
It's gonna be a big night
We're gonna have a good time
It's gonna be a big, big, big, big, big, big night
Oh Oh
It's gonna be a big night
We're gonna have a good time
It's gonna be a big, big, big, big, big, big night
Every bot freezes as they realize that the law-bot is in the room, facing off against the dance master. They watch cautiously as the pair of black-and-white SICs, like mirror images, stand, separated by barely an arm's length of space. Suddenly Prowl's optics sparkle slightly and one side of his mouth quirks up in a small smirk. Jazz's grin widens and both bots click their heels together and lift their arms in the air.
1, 2, 3 call your boys and girls
We gonna party like it's the end of the world
Let's get it started
Started
Started
Started
Started
Let's go!
They dance, separate, yet mirror images, Prowl matching the visored mech's moves perfectly. Prowl is even smiling slightly. They drop to the floor in tandem and spin on their shoulders, legs in the air, before twisting to their feet. They push one hand in front of them towards the other, not quite connecting, but seeming linked just the same.
1, 2, 3 all my boys and girls
We gonna party like it's the end of the world
Let's get it started
Started
Started
Started
It's gonna be a big night!
The rest of the crowd cheers and starts dancing again. Brightly colored lights shine around the room, making colors shift, high-grade is passed around, and, in the middle of it all, Jazz and Prowl dance. The night goes on, and they dance and dance, always separate, always perfectly in sync with the other in a way only best friends can be. When later asked how he knew those dance moves, Prowl would only say, "You can't be near Jazz for as long as I have without picking up a few things."
Oh Oh
It's gonna be a big night
We're gonna have a good time
It's gonna be a big, big, big, big, big, big night
Oh Oh
It's gonna be a big night
We're gonna have a good time
It's gonna be a big, big, big, big, big, big night
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Sidenote: Jazz and Prowl are NOT GAY. No ifs ands or buts. Not gay. Period. The End.