"I don't understand why we have to get all fancied up to meet the Harmonix House. I thought sire hates them? What's the point." Smokescreen slumped back on one of the plush chairs in the Bluestreak's room.
Prowl spared a glance at his older brother, rolling his optics. "Radiance does. But this feud predates even him. Crystal Fall and Harmonix have always been at each other's throats, is the best way of putting it. Trying to one up each other." He shook his helm before turning his attention back to his younger brother. Using gentle hands, he guided Bluestreak to move in a full circle in front of him. Double checking the work the servants had just finished. Not a single gem could be misplaced on his brother nor a single scratch on his polish. He gave a slow nod before looking at Smokescreen, "Speaking of, Radiance will be very disappointed if you show up with your finish in not perfect condition when they arrive. As much as you hate it, you are his heir Smokescreen
To which Smokescreen just waved him off before giving an exaggerated groan as he sat himself up, settling in a more proper sitting position. All while Bluestreak watched them with a cheeky smile.
"We need to make good impressions, it'll be our first face to face meeting with them in a long time." Prowl pressed a digit lightly to Bluestreak's chevron as he moved away, walking to one of the full size mirrors that lined the wall,checking over his own finish. Attempting to fix the long sash that hung from his right shoulder pauldron to hip which bore the house colors, he heard Smokescreen rise and walk up beside him. He made an appreciative noise as Smokescreen fixed it for him.
"You need to stop fretting so much. I doubt that out of anyone here, you'll be the one to do anything embarrassing. We all look fine." Smiling and tugging both his brother's over to the larger plush couches, "Now let's relax before you blow something in your processor right before they show. We still got joors to kill."
Time passed quickly for all three and they found themselves standing outside of their home with several of their sire's personal servants. Both of their creators stood further up front. Patiently waiting for the transport to finish driving up to them.
Smokescreen glanced over at Prowl. Raising an optic ridge and grinning lightly before sending his brother a comm. ::They're going to be staying a few nights right?::
Prowl gave a curt nod, keeping his attention on the transport as it slowed to a stop. ::From what I've been told yes. Shouldn't you know?::
::I wasn't paying attention.::
Prowl had to stop himself from rolling his optics as their sire had turned to them to introduce each of them to the powers of Harmonix.
"Smokescreen, my heir and my two younger creations. Prowl and Bluestreak." Radiance turned back as soon as he had finished. His attention completely back on the Polyhexians. Trusting each of his creations to bow in their traditional Praxian greeting.
::Primus I think I can cut the tension with a knife. A real dull blade at this point.:: Smokescreen flared his armor before settling, crossing his arms behind his back. ::Think they'll let us hang with their creations? They seem like fun. Looks like sire wants to freeze their sparks with his optics.::
Prowl peeked around from behind Radiance, his optics catching on the two mechs standing behind who he assumed was their creator. He felt as if his spark stopped as his optics met the black visor band of the silver mech. His fans stuttered to life with a small noise when said mech smiled at him. He could feel both of his brother's optics focus on him immediately.
::Prowl?::
::It's fine.::
::I don't think I believe you..:: Smokescreen got cut off as their sire addressed them.
"Smokescreen, Prowl. Show Jazz and Ricochet of Harmonix around will you. I must speak with Wardline for business." Radiance nodded once towards them before dismissing them with a flick of his servo.
Prowl didn't have time to ready himself as servants from Harmonix walked the two heirs over to the three of them.
Jazz was in front of him, bowing at the waist before looking at Prowl with a broad smile holding a servo palm up to him. "Jazz of Harmonix at your service."