Author's note: I can't help it XD I just had to be CRAZY XD I love this story XD its going to be definitely full of the craziest things ever! ^_^ but thankyou so much for all the reviews and story alerts! ^_^ you really made my day!

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The slight click of metal against polished flooring made one of the humans glance up and almost crack up slightly, coming down the hall was Ironhide, cowboy hat tipped slightly on top of his head, boots with spurs sounding smartly on the floor. Blue eyes sparkled with a flare of something new for Ironhide whom seemed to have found something that suited him rather well. Hands were shoved into his pants, a revolver sitting against one hip in its holster; all that the man seemed to be missing was a sheriff's badge and a horse.

"Well lookie there!" Jazz was positively smirking, his finger pushing his sunglasses up and looked at Ironhide with amusement, his lisp twitching slightly just rather liked being able to watch the other look so confident and comfortable in his own skin. "The Autobots have themselves a home-grown cowboy."

"Fastest draw on the planet." Ironhide flashed Jazz a grin, pulling the revolver from its holster and spun it around a finger, clicking the safety off and aiming it at the wall, before spinning it back rather skilfully back into its spot at his hip. "Always wanted ta do that." Tipping his hat, he gave Jazz a wave before he was heading down the corridor, swaggering as he walked, hips moving in a way that would definitely attract attention.

"Don't forget your horse!"

Suddenly a holographic horse was coming down the corridor, moving gracefully and scaring the crap out of the humans, its lead rope dragging at it moved. 'Hide spun, brows lifting sharply at the horse that was suddenly nuzzling him, nickering softly. A hand reached up to stroke over the holographic animal's nose softly, feeling it press deeper against his side slightly before he leaned forwards his eyes meeting the gaze of the mount.

"Red, yah got a sense of humour after all." Jazz shook his head slightly as he was glancing up towards the camera that was watching them, knowing exactly who it was that was behind the rather amusing scene before him. But he couldn't help laughing, when Ironhide mounted the horse and took off down the corridor at a quick trot, saying something about 'cleaning up this town'. "Ride'em cowboy."

However, when Jazz turned, he caught sight of Prowl, blue eyes staring at him for a long moment, sending a hot flush zipping up through his entire body as he just gazed back but the moment the other realised he had been caught staring, he turned away and vanished back into his office. Now that was going to be an issue right there. How on Cybertron was Jazz going to get Prowl out of his office?

But his attention was suddenly stolen when a rather familiar cowboy hat was slowly drifting across the floor the entire thing sliding slowly back towards him and straight past his feet as if it were… alive. Dark brows lifted sharply, glancing back down the corridor towards the way the horse riding Ironhide had gone and couldn't see the handsome Cowboy… yet the hat continued on, on its own, sliding alone the floor mewling softly as it went.

Huh?

The hat was meowing?

Suddenly a powerful hand was lifting the hat up off the floor exposing a sleek black feline, which mewled up at the one that had uncovered him. The free hand was tenderly scooping up the kitten, drawing it up against a strong jaw, serious blue eyes slowly softening as the black kitten began to purr. Silky blue locks slide down across a pale forehead, the tiny creature being cradled close with such gentleness, but the handsome, elegant features was buried against the silky fur those eyes drifting half closed, soft whispers being gently murmured to the kitten that was meowing in delight, purring quite audibly at its owner.

Optimus Prime was happy. Those lips tipping upwards ever so slightly, the scene something so incredibly adorable that Jazz couldn't help but want to let out an audible 'aww'. The Autobot Leader was keeping the kitten close before blue eyes lifted and suddenly met those of Jazz, coughing slightly his head instantly coming up, though he was cradling the kitten to his chest, he was attempting to restore some dignity.

"I didn't know yah liked cats, Prime."

"I find them… quite acceptable."

"Prime, yah have a kitten rubbing itself against your uniform and purring its little heart out. That ain't just 'acceptable'… you love that kitten, and it loves you. You know, it really does bring out…"

"Jazz." Colour was slowly rising over those pale cheekbones, clearly attempting to restore his dignity, but it didn't help when the kitten was somehow managing to squirm its slender body up between Prime's jacket and shirt, squirming upwards… And suddenly a small furry black head popped out just beneath Optimus's chin at his collar, the kitten meowing happily, bright eyes large and luminous with happiness.

"That is the darn cutest thin' I've every seen!" Jazz was suddenly laughing, his hand covering his mouth and attempting to smoother the sounds of his own laughter, his entire body shaking with amusement.

Cheeks burning hot, Optimus was planting the cowboy had straight in Jazz's face, as he was unbuttoning his jacket to gently pull the kitten out from where it had managed to squirm. "Please do not do that, Meg." Lips pressed together as he was trying his hardest to reprimand the kitten over its behaviour but was clearly not going to work when the kitten responded by just licking Prime's nose softly and purring again. "She unfortunately has a talent for escaping my quarters." Sighing, he gave in, hand sliding over the warm black head and ears rubbing behind them and all the tension was seeping out of his body at the warm vibration heading up his hand and sending tingles down his back.

"Coffee…" Prowl was suddenly out in the corridor again, a mug in hand, his head down and reading from a datapad. Moving right between Optimus and Jazz, not once looking up or realising who he was going past, clearly intent on his work, when the cowboy hat Prime had placed on Jazz's head was suddenly being dumped on top of the raven locks, half falling down into Prowl's eyes just as arms wrapped around his waist from behind.

"Prowler… don't I even get a hi?" A warm face nuzzled against Prowl's strong shoulder, rubbing against it lightly before he was tugging the other back around. "Yah didn't even say hello to Prime…"

"Wha…?" A hand slid downwards against his belly and suddenly stroking where it was definitely not meant to when it hide beneath the edge of his coat. Heat abruptly jolted upwards, reminding him that Jazz was pressed firmly against his rear, giving groping him. "I… ah…" He almost moaned, his mouth closing instantly before the sound escaped him when those fingers were attempting to slide beneath his belt. His hand instantly closing over the top of it preventing it from dropping lower… "I apologise Prime." Before his blue eyes widened at the rather flustered kitten carrying Prime before him.

But the moment couldn't get any weirder… when… A shirtless Ironhide suddenly came barrelling down the corridor shouting something along the lines of 'yahoo'! The horse rearing up before galloping towards them a hand reaching out to snatch up the hat from on top of Prowl's head, depositing it back on his own. Dripping wet and shirtless… Ironhide grinned at them from aside his mount. "Well ah'll be, Prime. Yah redder than mah paint job…"

Clearing his throat sharply, poor Optimus was trying to scavenge as much dignity as he had left, the kitten still purring on in his arms. "Why are you semi-naked and wet, Ironhide? This is inappropriate behaviour for a member of the Autobots."

"Some woman stole mah shirt. Said ah look more authentic like this…"

"More like she just wants to get you out of your clothes and get to 'ride 'em cowboy… style'". Jazz snorted, before suddenly getting his hand down to stroke over Prowl's hips, his other hand sliding up over a strong chest, palm rubbing over a nipple lightly through the fabric. His hips ground forwards against that taut rear, leather definitely adding to the experience.

"Whatcha mean, Jazz? Sounds like fun." A quizzical look and both Optimus and Prowl were flustering even worse as they realised exactly what Jazz was talking about, when their processors accessed the information database. And the moment Ironhide got the gist, a large grin crossed his features. "I'll give 'em more than just a ride, I'll show 'em I'm the sheriff in this town."

"If anyone told me I'd get kittens, cowboys and Prowl in the same spot I would have done this much earlier." Jazz shook his head in amusement, life was going to be fun if the last fifteen minutes were anything to go by.

"Jazz, can you remove your hand from my thigh?" Prowl said with a straight face, getting Optimus and Ironhide staring at the offending hand.

"Can't move it… Its just too damned hot down there…"


XD Jazz just can't help himself! XD