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Chapter 25

Sentinel walked in to the room that the assembly line was in to find Jazz standing perfectly balanced, on one of pinchers.

"Jazz. I have a job for you." Sentinel said to the black and white Cyberninja.

Jazz shifted calming into a stance. "What you need, SP?"

"It's personal" The blue Prime said

Jazz looked at his Commander amused thinking that it was probably to appear at some organic gathering so that Sentinel doesn't have to. "I'm sure whatever it is, I can handle it." He said shifting into a kick.

"I want you to help me ask Starlight out on a date." Sentinel said waiting for a reaction and boy did he get one.

Jazz was so shocked at what Sentinel said that he slipped and fell off the pincher he was standing on. He bounced once on the assembly line and landed on the floor on his back. Sentinel quickly walked over and helped the ninja up. "Did- Did you just-? What did you just say!?" Jazz sputtered out not sure that he heard right.

Sentinel sent Jazz a glare. "You heard me."

Seeing that Sentinel was serious Jazz started to laugh.

"Don't Laugh."

"I'm not laughing!" Jazz couldn't keep the wide grin showing on his face as he tries to hold it in. "I- Whoa. What brought this on?"

Sentinel stuttered out his response. "I- Well I happen to find her very... stimulating. Of course, however, being in my ranking and having little time for such things, I find myself a little out of practice socializing."

Jazz just stared at Sentinel thoughtfully. "Oh she's stimulating aright. She'll stimulate ya right into the wall!" Jazz let a small chuckle at that thought. "But ta be fare SP I wasn't exactly feeling the love when ya try asking her out before."

"Well... I said I was out of practice didn't I?!" Sentinel cleared his throat and stood straighter. "I need to prepare for this and you're going to help me. That's an order."

All sorts of thoughts were going thru Jazz's mind and all of them started with the word crazy and also the word medic. "Heh, Sure SP. I'll school ya with the femmes. But first I gotta know... What ya do ta make that one hate on ya so much?" Sentinel glared at him. "I can't fix anything I don't know the problem too, bro."

"It started when I was a Minor and in charge of training the cadets. One of them was Starlight as Bumblebee. She had a habit of mouthing off to me. She tried to befriend Wasp only to get turned downed and humiliated at every chance she tried to make friends. Bulkhead tried to befriend her only to get treated the same way she was treated. At the time I thought that she was out to get me when all she was trying to do was catch the so called decepticon double agent. You won't believe what she went thru and when she tried to tell me about the teasing and bullying did nothing to stop it. When he 'caught' the so called traitor she would have made it to the Elite Guardbut she took the blame for Bulkhead and I kicked them both out." Sentinel told the ninja bot about the time in boot camp.

"So that tells me about boot camp but what about when she joined the elite guard as Starlight?" Jazz asked leaning against the assembly line machine.

"I was taking to Ultra Magnus about the Jettwins when he told me that a new member would be joining us from the research department. I wasn't impressed about the fact that a femme was going to join the combat unit of Elite Guards and I shot my mouth off about how she should stay in the research department not knowing that she was right behind me until I felt my face on the floor. If looks could have killed I would have been dead a million times over with the look she gave me. She challenged me to a duel. If I won she would go back to the research department but is she won I would shut up and admit in public that I was a conceded jerk. I spent the next two days in the medbay getting myself put back together. She even took on The Magnus and won in less than a second. She was that good. I was attracted to her not only because of her fighting but because she completely ignored me when ever I was in the room unlike the other femmes that would swoon all over me. She was different and powerful something that I liked."

"Only she wouldn't give you the time of day and you had a habit of shooting your mouth off causing her to beat you within an inch of your life." Jazz finished ignoring the glare from Sentinel. "I'll be frank with you SP it not going to be easy to get a femme like Starlight to get to trust you. Bots' like her are not ones that trust easily as the pain in their past. Plus you were the one to treat her like she was nothing." Jazz told his commanding officer. "I'll take time and you have to take it slow with her on this."

"I'm will to work with you on that." Sentinel replied.'

"Good. Tomorrow we are going to start your lessons in Gentlebot 101. Which reminds me gotta download Romance for Dummies from the archives. See ya tomorrow SP. This is gonna be fun." Jazz said snickering as he left the room thinking of all the blackmail that he would get of Sentinel.

Sentinel let out a growl at his second in command. He really didn't want to listen to Jazz but if he wanted to get Starlight to like him he had to act different then he was acting now. She still didn't know where she was in her feelings for him. He could only hope that what Jazz was going to teach him would get her to finally realize that he really did care about her.

Sentinel was unaware that a certain red and white medbot had heard the entire conversation. The medic swore that if Sentinel was playing with Starlight's feelings as a act of vengeance or something he would make sure that the Elite Guard Prime would never be found, At least not in one piece.

Well Sentinel needed dating advice and he asked Jazz. It looks like better be for real or a medic is going to tear him apart. Find out how Jazz teaches Sentinel not to be an aft.

Hey mechs and femmes. Going to be working on this for a little bit as writing my other story is to depressing with losing my Grandmother recently. My emotions went out of control and I got drunk and passed out on the couch in the living room. I was a zombie for a while but a scrapbook that my oma made help me get though what I was going though. I know that she is no longer in any pain. I'm not religious but I do believe that there is a god out there helping my grandmother and in turn is helping me. Thanks you to everyone that prayed for me. Please keep the ideas coming and Please R&R peace out