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A soft snore drifted from Skylar's room, but it was barely audible to the human ear. It was heard by the family pet though; a Cavalier-cross-terrier called Sparkplug then bounding into the room seconds later. Blaster was mounted on his back, gripping onto the dog's collar as they galloped into the room; Spike then snuffling around through Skylar's stuff.

"No Spark, we're here to find Prowl, not a place for you to recharge," the plushieformer commanded, tugging back on the dog's collar. Sparkplug whimpered and sat back on his hind-legs; Blaster losing his grip and slipping off his 'steed'. "Oof! Watch it, puppy!"

Sparkplug yapped softly and darted over to the plushie, snuffling his nose into his chest. The Autobot couldn't help but laugh, desperately trying to push him off.

"No Sparky; ow! G-Get off!"

"Care to keep it down out here?" a second plushieformer yawned; Prowl crawling out from under the bed but hastily ducking back when he laid optics on Sparkplug. "Never mind!"

Blaster managed to push Sparkplug away and get up, folding his arms with a small smirk.

"Sparky; fetch," he commanded; said dog scooting under the bed to catch Prowl. Blaster face-servoed when the police-plushie let out a startled yelp; Sparkplug emerging out from under the bed with Prowl in his teeth.

"Urgh! Not again!" Prowl complained, hanging limply in the grasp of his captor with a sigh. "That's not fair, Blaster…"

"It's fair enough," said-plushie admitted, waving a servo at Sparkplug; the puppy then dropping Prowl before him. "Sky's has been looking for ya for ages."

"Says the bot that ends up in the needle room every day," Prowl groaned, remaining on his front after Sparkplug dropped him. "… Where's Jazz today?"

"With Sky. Out to see a movie or something… and buy some more thread for my optic."

"Oh… You look better with one. Ow!"

The police-plushie started howling in pain after Blaster dropped a book on his helm; said-Autobot stepping back and looking very pleased with himself.

"Comment on my optic again, and I'll make Sky put ya on the shelf…"

"Okay, okay! Just get this thing off my helm!" Prowl complained, eventually pushing the book off and sitting up, rubbing his optics in disdain. "Meanie…"

Blaster hid a grin and called Sparkplug over, grabbing onto the dog's collar before swinging himself up onto his back and pointing to the bed. Sparkplug padded over slowly; the boom-box then releasing his collar and leaping onto the bed, falling short and grabbing the sheet as he struggled to hang on. Prowl crept over and stood underneath him; servos on his hips.

"You know you could have easily climbed up there yourself, right?" he questioned. Blaster ignored him and focused on pulling himself up on the bed.

"One optic-ed remember?" he groaned, gasping softly as the sheet slipped from his digits, but then made a hasty grab for them once more. "I can't determine distances!"

"Whatever…" Prowl murmured, jumping up and grabbing the wooden edge of the bed-frame as he swung himself up to Blaster's side. "Skylar's carrier is going to get suspicious if she finds you in here…."

"Other things to focus on!"

Blaster finally managed to get onto the bed, lying on his tummy in defeat as his feet dangled over the side, then sitting up and sauntering over to the window; jumping once to get up on the ledge. Prowl followed his lead and climbed up beside him.

"You know, sometimes I worry about our girl…" the police-plushie softly admitted, leaning against the wall-frame. Blaster sat on the ledge and wrapped his arms around his knees; nodding his helm slightly in agreement.

"If there were more of us to worry about her, I don't think we'd have to worry," he insisted, watching the rain fall outside. "Sometimes I feel like we're forgotten…"

Prowl looked over at his teammate in concern. He hadn't lived with Skylar as long as Blaster and Jazz had, but he could understand the latter's insecurity. There was an instinct in each plushieformer that made them insecure at the thought of being forgotten…

"She's only out for the solarcycle; why worry?"

"I have every right to, Prowl," Blaster admitted timidly. "Bad things tend to happen in a solarcycle. Did Jazz explain to ya what happened when Sky first got Sparky?"

Prowl shuddered; even though he hadn't seen the event happen, he'd heard the story a decent amount of times to visualise it.

"Okay, fine… I take back what I said…"

Blaster managed a soft laugh, then getting up and cautiously slipping off the window ledge onto the bed; glancing up at Prowl with a slight smile.

"Well, I better head back. See you whenever?" he inquired.

"Yeah…" Prowl replied uneasily; a servo against the wall-frame. "Maybe… I'll see you with both optics again…"

Blaster teasingly rolled his optic and headed over to the edge of the bed, jumping down and bolting across the floor before running out into the hallway; Sparkplug then goofily bounding off after him. Prowl watched him go, dwelling on the boom-box's words. What if something did happen to Skylar while she was out?

"No… I can't think about that!" the police-plushie told himself, straightening up with his fists at his sides. "Skylar will be fine… Jazz will make sure of it…"

Introducing… Prowl-plushie! ^^

And Sparkplug the puppy :3

Yes, he is called Sparkplug after the G1 'Formers human-friend – being the TransFan Skylar is, she has to name her pets after Transformers… What? She has two guinea pigs called Prime and Megsy… lolwut? XD

Anyway, next chapter!