The Ones In Command
By: MyNameisJag
Chapter 2: We Are Not Dogs
Disclaimer: I own nothing! Really these things get annoying after writing so many after awhile.
Notes: There are stories out there about the Praxians being closely related to the Seekers, so this idea popped up. Also there is a surprise guest from another TF generation in here for my amusement. Mech/Mech slash that kind of thing get it. Odd pairings Prowl/Ratchet/Red Alert with other couples thrown in. Warning, slight mech molestation.
Got so many favorites for this story but I want reviews! Send them to ME! Please? Seriously, if I got as many reviews as I did favs, I'd be so happy right now! So please send them in, they inspire me. A special thanks to those who did, Alluise (thank you for notifying me about the mistake), Prototron MJ Tornanda, (Your user name makes me smile cause for some reason I get the image of DJ, so you get the honor of mixing it with Jazz, rock it out!), ancara-iii, (Who doesn't love Prowl going nuts, here's a plushi for you!), Ayami1, (thank you for the suggestions, and I'm thinking about using the Smokescreen one, you get a two plushies for your suggestions!), smoking caramels, (All relationships should start off by decapitation). And another thanks to those who favorite and alerted my stories, *bows politely*, thank you.
Being related to Seekers meant having some of the same programming and Prowl has been suppressing his for way to long. Now the codes are out and he wants a Trine and two poor bots won't know what hit them.
Prowl sighed as he watched the two gifts take off, surprisingly Starscream understood…but he was a seeker and he had gone through the same thing before so it was expected. He was just glad to have his helm and not deactivated, Soundwave…seemed to have been glaring at him but it was kind of hard to tell really.
At least the presents were appreciated and what his intended did with their gifts were up to them but he wished he had something to show off. Then again hanging the two mechs like decorations was probably a bad idea and he wasn't fond of pets.1
"How did you do that?"
He turned to look at half the crew behind him, watching his gifts fly away, "Excuse me?"
Bumblebee seemed embarrassed from the question as he rubbed the back of his helm, "How did you manage to catch and hogtie both Starscream and Soundwave AND get them all the way here without anyone noticing from either side?"
The question made his doorwings arch and spread out as he stood straighter and seemed to puff up in a showy fashion, he was being admired for his gifts in front of his intended. "My name is my own for a reason."2
Perhaps it wasn't all lost after all, the entire ARK was acting like the town did when he was younger and instead of helms so show off, S.A.R.I had footage of him dragging the two aboard. He proved he was able to take down any foe without problems or disturbances, not exactly traditional but the same rules applied.
He gave a quick smile and bow to the two, who were now okay but clinging to each other in the lines of 'this isn't really happening and if it is at least I have someone going down with me', "I am glad you accepted your gifts, may we continue." And with that he was gone, leaving the small group in their daze.
Finally someone broke the spell, "What just happened?"
-Break-
"Stop laughing Jazz."
The SIC returned to his office to find the saboteur on the desk again as the AI replayed the rec-room footage over again in 3D as he laughed happily, "Ya really know how ta make an impression, huh?"
"That was the point." The cruiser sat himself down in his chair, his codes humming happily at the current events, they were satisfied at the moment with the knowledge he was being discussed around the ARK and his intended were now aware of his actions.
His close friend just smiled at him as the footage kicked off, "Gotta admit it, that was so much better then flowers or candy, so what's next? Please tell me it's going ta be dramatic."
Wings twitched at the question, he wasn't to thrilled about the next one but it had to be done, "The next one is actually hard to explain but in short terms, they know I can protect them now but they need to be shown I am the Trine leader by showing dominance."
"…Are ya going to hump them like a dog?"
"…"
"Oh, Prowler…ya just keep making ma day!"
Another twitch of the doors and a frown, "It's not exactly like that, I just have to pin them down and they have to agree that I am dominate…of course it has to be in front of witness for it to be proven."
Snicker, "Ya going to mount Ratchet and Red Alert in front of the crew!"
A quick puff of the armor gave the tactician a defiance look as glared down at his friend, believing he was challenging him, "You don't believe I can do it."
It wasn't a question and Jazz just shook his helm and servos in a no fashion, Praxians are way too serious about everything, "Not at all ma mech, A'h just thinking about what the others are going to do." Probably run off to burn the image away from their processors or try to convince S.A.R.I to give them copies.
"They will do nothing but watch, if they try to interfere, my intended will receive the helms of the ones who dare challenge our union." He gave the spy a look indicating him as well.
"Yo ma brother, A'h on ya side of the field, no reason for the harsh treatment." Another flash of his familiar smile and the SIC calmed down.
"Though it will take some planning and they will most likely end up fighting me at first…S.A.R.I."
The image came to life next to Jazz, swinging her non-existent legs from her sitting position at the edge of the desk, "Sir?"
"I need all information on Ratchet and Red Alert," one would think the way he said it, he was asking for information to use in battle not for courting.
"I can't…Red as got my data retrieval programs on the Autobot biography files closed down. He believes you are out to get him and not in the way you want, so he has shut down all links to the files. The less you know about him, the less you'll catch him off guard is what his mantra is at the moment." She paused and titled her head, eyes gone blank with static before she blinked and looked up the Datsun, "I tried to reach through the medical links but Ratchet only has what you know already up and anything personal wise is on his own computer that is blocked."
Prowl tapped his digits on the desk, contemplating his next move…they made sure he wouldn't be able to use any real personal information against them… He titled his helm as he looked at the two before frowning, he would have to wait for the right timing to continue the next step…let them settle down and lose their guard just abit. "S.A.R.I, you are dismissed, do not report any of this to Red Alert or Ratchet."
She smiled at him, "Are you kidding me, they need to get laid as much as you do."
Jazz laughed, "Oh, mech, the freaking computer even knows ya need to get some!"3
-Break-
It had been a couple of weeks since the incident even though it was still mentioned and muttered about across the ARK. Prowl seemed to return to the land of the sane as the work of the new energon converter took place. Their wasn't a word from the Cons about two of them going missing for a short time, most likely from the fact they didn't want it mentioned that one mech had gotten the drop on them and they were given as gifts. Starscream was too proud to say he was, in reality, kidnapped and Soundwave just decided to forget the whole thing and continue on with life and ignore the insane Autobots next door.4
Red Alert was scanning the room were the project was being built, positioned all the way in the back and far from the areas where the others were just incase something decided to pull a Wheeljack. His optics were picking out places where Ravage or that damn bird could get in through, S.A.R.I's range couldn't reach this far because the crash had this part of the ship running on the least amount of energy. So the always trusted cameras were there and he was placing new ones that he was sure no one had tampered with and checking the old ones.
He smiled and stepped back to examine his work before contacting the AI, "S.A.R.I, how is the footage from down here on the monitors?" She might not be able to reach but she could check through the cameras.
"Looking good, Boss." She was just so cheerful, then again it was the Science Division who made her and he couldn't think of one who wasn't cheerful in nature.
"Good, any disturbances in the hull?"
"Nope, the twins are in the brig from their last prank. Why did you let them put a dress on Ironhide and paint him up like a Barbie doll?"
The Security Director chuckled, "Everyone was filling a little cabin fever, even you picked up on it, a good laugh is what they needed."
"Yes, but now my poor memory core has been damaged by the image, where did they find a wig that big?"5
He just shook his helm and continued to work, it was nice to have someone to talk to who wouldn't judge him as a paranoid or a glitch. It was almost like when Inferno was with him…he let the brief flash of loneness run it's course through his systems before taking an intake and shaking it out.
"You okay, Boss?"
He gave a small smile, "Fine," he glanced at the camera lens zooming in on him, knowing she was watching and if she could scan him she would, "Let's get everything up before there's another explosion."
"Pfft," how was it possible for her to make that sound, "explosions aren't called explosions anymore their called Wheeljacks. That name alone redefines the entirety of things going boom."
"You had to clean up his mess again with the auto repair didn't you?"
"I'm calling child services."6
He just smiled and turned off his comm as the area filled up with those getting ready to work on the project. A few waves and 'hi Red' passed by him as he watched them head to the supplies, feeling a little cheery from his chat he gave small waves back. Which seemed to be the signal that Perceptor was looking for as headed over with a large smile, "Evening Red Alert, how are you?"
The Lambo just smiled back, not as enthusiastic as the microscopes but still more then he usually did, "Good, could be better, I don't like the fact S.A.R.I is unable to reach down here but it's always good to come and check up on the cameras."
"When we get full power she will be, I'm glad you have taken a liking to her, it's also good to see you around the base more. Appreciating the consent updates she sends you, I see."
Red Alert could only nod as the small mech went off into another long description of the inventions he had been working on, shy as he was when the red scientists got to know you though, he could talk your audios off…or put you into a coma with words alone.
The whole area was filled with the chattering of mechs working out the kinks in their structure, the occasional yelling from someone getting on to someone else, the laughter as someone gave off a rude comment, all the while the AI sent him updates. For once he felt like he was actually part of the crew instead of some drone watching from afar…he felt…accepted…if not still lonely.
A sudden gasp was his only warning as he was suddenly assaulted from behind, why didn't he sense anyone on his radar and why didn't Perceptor warn him ahead of time or better yet the AI! He felt a slightly larger form on top of his and a pair of servos wrapped around his wrist holding them behind his back as someone kept him in this awkward position. He glanced up when he heard Perceptor take a step toward him but a deep growl that sounded much like a wild beasts echoed through the room, sending the small mech running away to hide behind Skyfire. The flier looked awfully amused for the situation.7
He himself struggled against the hold, his own training kicking in but whoever this was seemed to know what they were doing as more weight pressed down on him and a snarl hit his audios making him shiver and go limp. Why was no one helping, they were all standing there like idiots! His extra strength was useless in this position, he couldn't even roll over to kick his attacker off!
He waited for the next blow, the end, a sharp remark about his glitch…instead he got a nice grind against his aft and a deep purr of affection fluttering against his back. Oh, Primus, he was being molested! He needed an adult! Wait he was one!8
He suddenly moaned as vibrations from the other shivered down his backstruts sending an array of pleasurable shocks through his lines forcing him to relax…he could feel the 'horn' on his helm being licked in an effort to calm him down. Strange…only Inferno knew that worked… Something was muttered in his audio, he didn't understand it but he just nodded his helm in agreement.
A happy chirp and the weight was suddenly gone, he felt himself being picked up and placed on his pedes and was hugged from behind a series of happy clicks as he felt a helm nuzzle the back of his. He nearly broke his neck just trying to see who it was, he was met with the stoic face of the Autobot SIC, a slight smile was given to him before he was pecked on the lips and released.
Prowl looked at the gaping mouths staring at them and he was sure S.A.R.I was broadcasting it across the ARK, this was the perfect time to show his dominance in front of a large crowd of witnesses. The security mech was usually locked away or only around a small group and that would not do for the second step. His codes demanded that everyone knew he was the Trine leader, including his intended. He puffed out his armor again in show, wings spread out in display as his stance threatened to take down anyone who dared question him.
Seeing no one but fish mouthed fools, excluding a cheerful Skyfire, he deflated and turned back to the shocked Lambo, "Enjoy the rest of your evening, your schedule has been rearranged for you to adjust." And with that he left with a quick nod to the workers and Red Alert standing there.
He shuddered his optics, "Was I just molested by Prowl?" He could just feel his glitch coming on now.
Finally the shuttle couldn't take it anymore and busted with laughter, "If I was you, I'd be more concerned over the fact you just gave submitted to him, if you think that's bad, you just agreed to a lot worse."9
The familiar blue zapped through his horns as he suddenly took off screaming, good thing he had the rest of the day off, he was going to need it to find a good hiding place.
"I WAS DRY HUMPED!"
The words echoed through the entire base sending the crew into a laughing fit.
-Break-
Prowl was proud of himself, he managed to get one for this round. He figured the only way he would be able to get the skittish mech without having to face off against the double strength feature that was hidden so well was a surprise attack. It worked…even if he could hear the Lambo screaming down the halls about how he didn't want to be raped! He heard Sideswipe yelling 'you can't rape the willing and you were defiantly willing', this inspired more screams.
The SIC frowned, he wasn't going to rape his intended no matter what the SD thought at the moment…besides at the end of it, the small mech would be more then willing to repeat the stunt. With consent of course.
He turned back to the data-pad in his servos and went back to work, just another day at the ARK.
"So much noise, how bothersome."
A crash indicated someone had finally caught the runaway Lambo, "HOLY FRAG, HE BIT OFF MY DIGIT." "BAD MECH! SUNNY NEEDS THOSE FOR BLUE!"
Seems as though the twins were on Red Alert duty as more yelling bounced through what was supposed to be soundproof walls.
The officer sighed and looked over at Jazz, who was actually helping with the data-pads, "I wish they would cut down on the racket, it's all really unnecessary."
The spies visor edge lifted, "Prowler, ya humped Red in front of the entire crew and had it recorded…there's going to be racket."
"True…perhaps I should have put more thought into about the whole situation."
"Ya think?"
"I should have done it where the Nemesis knows as well, can't have some Con thinking the wrong thing."
Jazz's helm hit the desk laughing, oh Primus, the mech was dead serious about that, add the fact he had the most stoic face on…it was just too much. "A'h swear, if A'h die from laughter, ma mate will be after ya aft."
"I fail to the humor in all this, Jazz."
"And that's where A'h do."10
TBC
R&R
1: I was going to have it where they stayed around just for kicks but that would have left some trouble to mess with over at the Con base. But can totally see Screamer going around making comments on everything and Soundwave's cassettes arguing with the AI.
2: He is Prowl, enough said.
3: It's sad when a computer knows you need to get laid.
4: A quick thanks to Ayami 1. For some reason, I got the image of Soundwave being the guy who has the crazy neighbors who always have some weird stuff going on and he only just deals with it. Crazy mechs, blew up my lawn!
5: She used this image as a blockade for hackers, it worked.
6: She actually did call child services, she was upset she wasn't considered a real child when they found out what she was.
7: Skyfire is used to the whole trine thing and he thinks it's funny…and glad he doesn't need to do any of that…would be funny to watch him try to though.
8: Reference to TeamFourStars DragonballZ abridged, if you haven't watched it you should. "I need an adult!" "I am an adult!"
9: Skyfire thinks it's all funny, to him it's like watching comedy. He had to watch Starscream go through it, fun times.
10: Only Prowl can make dry humping serious while still having his usual attitude. Blaster's going to pissed if Jazz dies this way.
I have no idea why I did this, I think it's funny though. Send in the reviews and how you think Ratchet should be…well…humped.
Also on what you think of S.A.R.I and what the crews reactions should be…also where the pit is Prime? I think he's hiding.
*Bows politely* Till next time.