Daydreams

I'm having daydreams about night things in the middle of the afternoon

Ronnie Milsap

Jazz usually had trouble concentrating. No one found this unusual – least of all the Twins. The Twins – who had been assigned to their base not too long ago – were used to Jazz's ADD from the Academy. Sunstreaker was happy for the chance to work comm.s duty with Jazz and Sideswipe, even if Sides did have to poke Jazz every now and again to get him working properly instead of daydreaming.

After the third time this happened, Sunstreaker finally said something. "Dude, what's got you so distracted?" he demanded, a slight smirk on his face. "You're acting like you're lovestruck or something."

Jazz's visor brightened considerably. "Well, actually – "

"You are!" Sideswipe said happily. "Well, come on, spill! Who's the lucky mech?"

Jazz hesitated a moment before turning his attention back to the comm.s unit. "Prowler."

Sunstreaker blinked. "Seriously? You and Prowl finally stopped dancing and just admitted that you like each other? Sweet."

Jazz grinned at him. "Actually, we admitted that back in the Academy." he said smugly. "We're bonded now."

Dead silence filled the room. Suddenly Sideswipe started sniggering. "That explains why you're so distracted." he teased. "Prowl's out there on patrol, you're in here stuck on the comm.s, and it's driving you crazy." He patted Jazz's shoulder. "Don't worry about it. Happens to all of us."

Jazz scowled at Sideswipe. "'m actually keepin' tabs on 'im, if it's any of yer business." he muttered. "He's on a solo mission and I ain't allowed ta contact him ta make sure he's okay. That's what's drivin' me nuts."

Sunstreaker smiled sympathetically. "Prime doesn't know you're bonded, does he?"

"No." Jazz said shortly. "He made it clear he wouldn't approve."

"Since when has that ever stopped you?" Sideswipe wondered.

Jazz flashed him a smirk. "Obviously, it didn't."

Suddenly Jazz's comm. link buzzed. ::Jazz, Bluestreak is coming to replace you on comm.s duty.:: Prime said. ::Prowl has returned from his mission. He's rather anxious to see you.::

Jazz brightened considerably. ::Thanks, boss-bot!::

::Don't thank me. Prowl said he would meet you in the rec room.::

Jazz grinned at that. If he had his way, he and Prowl wouldn't stay in the rec room for long. Prowl had been gone an entire week with nothing more than faint images and feelings coming through their bond to keep Jazz company. Jazz had every intention of making sure Prowl was fine, with his own optics. ::Roger that. I'll leave as soon as Bluestreak gets here.::

::Copy. Oh, and Jazz – at least wait until tonight before you molest Prowl. You both still have duty shifts.:: There was a note of amusement in his voice, and an even fainter tone of approval, and Jazz couldn't help the happy smile that spread across his face because of it.

::Ya take away all mah fun.:: Jazz teased.

Prime laughed. ::Fun. Right. I remember what it's like to be newly bonded.::

Jazz smiled. He felt Prowl brush against his spark, letting him know he was waiting in the rec room. ::Ya got it, boss-bot. Over and out.::

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AN: Okay, so I'm not too thrilled with this one. This was the only idea that I could think of without making turn out too darn smutty. Eh, enjoy the crap chapter. The next one ought to be longer and definitely better.