2. Black Cat
Hound smiled, cradling the soft, purring critter in the palm of his hand.
"Hound, you know that organic creature can't stay here," Prowl firmly stated.
"Oh boy, what'd you find this time Hound?" Jazz smiled, sauntering up, unable to resist not taking a peek.
"Poor little guy got lost is all," Hound answered, showing Jazz.
"AH!" Jazz screamed and took off running.
Prowl watched with much interest as the saboteur disappeared down the hallway.
"On second thought, Hound, may I borrow the little black cat? I may have finally found away to keep Jazz and the other deviants, aka Sunstreaker and Sideswipe, out of my office so I can get some work done without interruptions or embarrassing pranks."
"That's funny. I never knew Jazz to be the superstitious type," Hound commented, handing the feline creature over to Prowl.
"He's special ops. They're all superstitious and paranoid. Jazz is just good at hiding it."
"And the twins?"
"Sunstreaker is the superstitious one. He won't risk getting his paint job damaged. And Sideswipe won't pull a prank without his brother."