Autobot base, 3rd POV
Jack hurried into the main room of the silo, face showing mixxed emotions, the two main ones were confusion and embarassment.
"Bulkhead!"
The wrecker blinked in surprise, turning to the smaller 'bot.
"Jack? Something wrong?"
The mech moved over, hiding behind the large 'bot.
"Make him stop!"
"Make who stop?"
Jack simply pointed at the entryway of the silo, and a moment later, Wheeljack, the most recent addition to Team Prime, entered the room.
He stopped when he noticed everyone looking at him.
"What? Why's everyone looking at me like that?"
Bulkhead peered over his shoulder at Jack, who was glaring at the mech as he stood there, scratching the back of his head in confusion.
"What'd he do, Jack?" Arcee asked her partner, moving to the teen and placing a hand on his shoulder.
"He won't stop-"
Jack paused as the tall mech that had just entered the room looked at him, blinked, then smirked.
"Huh, was wonderin' where you ran off to."
Everyone was surprised by the slightly seductive tone in Wheeljack's voice, and the teen 'bot scowled.
"See! I went up to him, just to say hi, and he starts to flirt with me!"
Jack then looked up at Bulkhead with pleading optics.
"He's your friend, Bulk. Please make him stop! Everytime he opens his mouth he keeps spouting out stupid pick-up lines!"
Everyone stared in shock, first at Jack, then at Wheeljack, who shrugged.
"What? He looks slagin' good."
Arcee growled, and surprised everyone when she stormed up to the taller 'bot. Reaching up, she pulled him down so that they were face to face.
"Now you listen here, you try hitting on my partner ever again, and I will stick one of Ratchet's wrenchs so far down your throat that it'll be sticking right out of your-"
"Arcee."
The femme looked at Optimus, who gave her a stern look.
"There are children present." The Prime reminded, glancing down at Miko and Raf.
Optimus then looked at Wheeljack.
"But it is true that you shouldn't be making advances on one as young as Jack."
'Doesn't seem to stop Knockout or Breakdown' Jack thought with a scowl.
"Yeah, c'mon Jackie. You're freaking the poor kid out." Bulk added, glancing back at the slim mech who still hid behind him.
Wheeljack held his hands up in surender.
"Alright, alright. I get it, pretty 'bot's off limits. I'll be good and stop."
"Thank Primus." Jack murmured with a sigh of relief as he came out from his hiding spot behind Bulk.
"Now that I don't have to worry about...him." He paused, pointing at Wheeljack awkwardly before continuing.
"I can go for a drive. Unless I'm needed for recon or something?"
He looked over at Optimus. The Prime smiled slightly, shaking his head.
"No, nothing has come up that needs our attention. I simply ask that you be careful."
Jack grinned, nodding.
"Got it. Don't worry, I'll be careful. See you all later!"
With that, he quickly shifted into his alt mode and sped off.
Later, 3rd POV
Jack smiled happily, swinging his legs as they dangled over the edge of the cliff that formed part of the mesa.
The day was nice and warm, with a cool breeze and empty, silent roads bellow.
No flirting mechs, no weird gifts, and no noise.
With a sigh, the slender 'bot flopped backwards, arms folded under his head. He stared up at the cloudless blue sky, enjoying the peace and quiet-
"Hey there."
So much for peace and quiet.
Jack sat up with a groan, rolling his optics at the sound of the voice that held a slightly seductive tone.
"What do you want, Knockout?"
The red 'con smirked slightly as he moved forward a couple steps, arms crossed.
"I can think of quite a few things..."
"Ugh, do you ever shut up?"
"No."
Jack groaned again, pulling a knee to his chasis and wraping his arms around it, chin resting on top.
"So what're you doing here? I know it's not to shoot me, and while your pick-up lines are painfully horrible, they aren't enough to do much damage."
"You wound me deeply...What is your name? You never told me." Knockout replied, crouching down next to the teen 'bot.
His processor scrambled for a reply, he then blurtted out the first name that came to mind.
"Frostbite."
"What?"
"My name...It's Frostbite."
KO smirked.
"Frostbite...Hunh, it fits you." Knockout replied, purring the name seductively.
Jack's face plates heated and he looked away, glaring at the ground.
"If that's all you wanted, then leave. I'm here for some peace and quiet."
The red 'con chuckled, sitting down, letting his legs dangle over the cliff as well.
"Oh come on, I'm not that bad."
Jack yelped when a single, clawed digit suddenly brushed along the underwiring that was between his hip and thigh plating.
Jack shoved KO away, glaring daggers at the 'con.
"Don't do that, you aft."
The red 'con smirked.
"My my, talking a bit big for such a little mech, aren't you?"
"I'd rather be little than be a pervert." The teen 'bot snapped in reply.
"Would you rather I be Lord Megatron?"
Jack flinched. KO had a point.
"Look, just!...Just what do you want? I'm really not in the mood to deal with you."
Knockout chuckled, then reached into his subspace and pulled out something.
Jack watched curiously as the 'con held out a strange looking thing.
It was made of black metal, an energon crystal, pure and untouched was imbedded at the center of the twisting metal tendrils.
"What...What is that?"
Knockout smirked, then gently pressed the strange item to Jack's chasis.
The teen 'bot yelped slightly when the metal whirred, unfolding and hooking onto him.
It twisted across the top of his chasis like black vines, and the energon crystal remained at the center.
It was beautiful, even if it was embarassing that now Jack seemed to be getting the Cybertronian equivilant of jewelry from peverted 'cons.
"Woah...It...It's amazing."
KO smiled.
Not one of his crooked grins or usual smirks, but an actual, real smile.
"Glad you like it. Shame it isn't as nice as the ones back when Cybertron wasn't dead, though.
"But it's still nice. Thanks." Jack insisted, fingers gently brushing along one of the metal vines.
"If you're really thankfull, then I can think of a few ways you could...repay me." Knockout purred.
Jack rolled his optics.
"Nice try."
The red 'con chuckled, then stood with a sigh.
"Well, I have to get going before Breakdown comes and drags my aft back. I'll be seeing you around, Frostbite."
The 'con purred the name, allowing it to roll off his glossa in an almost suggestive manner.
Jack again rolled his optics, but a smile touched his lip components.
"Yeah, see you."
Phew! I finally updated! Sorry it took so long, and that the chap is so short -.-". Anyway, so now Jack has a cover name and some shiny new jewelry ^_^ The cover name was 's idea, so M.B.B gets credit for that. I applaud you, M.B.B, Lol! Also, cuddos to Tediz-Leader, for the idea with Wheeljack flirting with poor Jack XD Extra energon cookies for you, Tediz!
If anyone has any ideas for this, go right on ahead and tell me, I might use it :D
