Author's Notes: Thanks for the reviews and back to the mayhem. Credit to Lunar Mist for her translation of Jazz speak. In Transformers 2007 movie Optimus said Jazz learned to talk from the world wide web. In ROTF Skids and Mudflap spoke urban slang. They can learn any form or dialect if wanted though most do not, staying to basic formal English. And Ratchet, being CMO could write any language translation program or override of his choice. Any code writer, including Jazz or Perceptor could. * Alarms go off * Escape of the plot bunnies! Please keep any you find. Thank you from the management. Until all are one.

Drabble 143

"What's a five letter word for noble attitude, first letter P," Sam asked, his pencil poised over the crossword. The Autobots nearby helping.

"Me?" Optimus suggested slyly.

"Good one Prime. But the answer is 'proud," Sam said, as Bumblebee laughed. "Ten letters. Describing something bad, wrong or harmful with little or no supporting evidence. Last letter is S."

"That's easy," Hound chuckled. "Twin pranks."

"Or major twins," Chromia teased.

"Try suspicious," Prowl suggested.

"You always process they are up to no good," Ironhide reminded.

"Suspicious' is the game answer."

"Oh."

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"This?" Starscream screeched, waving his claws over the assorted human crates. "Is what you stole from the warehouse? Where are their weapons? Energy sources, intelligence information!"

"We got it all Screamer," Rumble protested, his battle damage evident.

"This is not physicist research!"

"Physicist? These boxes are labeled psychology division. Aren't they the same thing?" Skywarp asked.

"Psych is worthless human mind prattle!"

"I disagree. This," Megatron picked up a large wood plaque in his claws. "Is fitting. I shall display it in the control room as a reminder."

"Attitude is everything."

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"They're not spies," Sam corrected. "Jazz and Bumblebee are scouts and intelligence analysts."

"Doesn't analyzing everything they see or experience, across all forms of communication constitute spying?" Carly continued arguing.

"Spies travel to exotic places and engage in car chases."

"Walk like an Egyptian," song clip played from Bumblebee's speakers.

"Had to remind me of that adventure didn't you?" Sam sighed.

"Wha's mo'e of a threat?" Jazz said. "A 'Con on Cybertron? O' a 'Con in N' York?"

"One here," Carly agreed. "And finding him in time. But you're still spies."

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Prowl let the human rave, his hologram 'listening' while he parked behind.

"Catch a real criminal? No!" the man yelled, leaning out his open window. "Pull me over for a broke taillight and speeding?"

"Your attitude is not assisting."

"Is attitude illegal now? I can commit suicide but not wear my seat belt? Where's my freedoms?" He raved.

"I..." Prowl froze, as a Saleen police cruiser sped by, its energy signature Cybertronian. Mikeala waving and smiling from the passenger seat nearly triggered his logic glitch.

"Speeder! Chase them!" The human argued.

And Prowl did.