Brawn knew that he had to report Cliffjumper to Prime about what was said about me. "Wow. He really can't keep his mouth shut about Prime's personal life, can he?", Brawn asked himself.
He had arrived at Prime's office door and knocked. "Enter", Prime said.
Prime and I were still working on my personnel file when Brawn walked in. "I'm sorry to interrupt, but I thought it was a wise thing to turn Cliffjumper in", said Brawn.
Prime and I looked at each other then at Brawn. "What are you talking about, Brawn? What's going on?", asked Optimus.
"I mean no disrespect towards your female friend, Prime, but Cliffjumper had called her a whore, but he didn't use the word 'whore'. He said that you would just, and bare in mind this came straight from Cliffjumper's mouth, fuck her and toss her aside. His words, not mine. Your personal life is your own, Optimus. What you do and who you date is also your own business. Personally, I think you have a good catch", Brawn said.
"I'm glad you came and told me and that you respect my personal life, Brawn. Not many do. I will talk with Cliffjumper after Wolf and I are done here. Thank you, Brawn. Dismissed", Prime said.
Brawn nodded and left the office.
Prime looked at the door as it closed. To say that he was upset, would be lying. Prime was pissed. He looked at me. "I'm sorry Wolf, but we're going to have to finish this either tonight or tomorrow. I must address this problem immediately. I'll have Ironhide come and take you to the training arena and start your training", said Optimus.
"I'll start my training after this is done. This Cliffjumper is nothing but a punk and a bully. I don't like people who are bullies. He doesn't have the ball bearings to say it to our faces. I want in on this…discussion. I wanna hear it out of his own mouth", I said.
"Very well. You're right. You do have a right to be a part of this discussion. For the record, what Cliffjumper said about what I would do, would never happen. I'm not cruel, Wolf. I would never use you like that. I didn't feel comfortable around my last spark mate, so I asked her to leave. I found out later that she was a spy for Megatron", Prime said.
"I'm not a spy, so don't worry about that. Let's just go take care of the bully, and get on with the rest of the day", I said.
We passed a couple of Autobots on our way to find Cliffjumper. Prime had stopped a green mech named Hound and asked where Cliffjumper might be. "Check the rec. room, Prime. That's where I just came from after getting back from patrol. He's been running his mouth about your friend here", Hound said.
"Thank you Hound. Let's go Wolf. I'll introduce you to the rest of the Autobots that are on their breaks", said Optimus.
We continued on to the rec. room to confront Cliffjumper about his rude remarks about Prime and I. I could tell that Prime was seething with anger. It was practically radiating off his body.
We walked into the rec. room and all talking stopped. Everyone that was on break or just getting ready to go on duty looked our way. Including the bad mouth mech himself, Cliffjumper. He didn't like the look on my face nor did he like the way Prime was looking at him.
We walked over to him and sat down. Prime sat on one side and I sat on the other side of him. We both made sure Cliffjumper couldn't leave the table, even if he wanted to, he couldn't.
Prime looked at me and nodded for me to go ahead and start. "Rumor going around is that Optimus here is my "pimp" and I'm his "whore" as you would put it. Well, let me tell you something, you little punk. Who he dates is none of your business. If he's happy being with me at the moment, then who are you to say otherwise", I said. Then I looked at Prime. "Would you like to add to that, Prime?", I asked.
"As a matter of fact, I would like to add to that, Wolf. Thank you for asking", Prime said. Then he too looked at Cliffjumper. "If I hear that you bad mouthed my spark mate or me again, I will have you thrown in the brig for slander. And if you don't think I have the ball bearings to do it, then try me. Now, I believe you go on duty soon, so I would suggest that you get going", said Optimus. Then he addressed everyone in the rec. room. "That goes for everyone else, too. Is that understood?", Prime said.
"Yes sir!", Everyone said in unison.
An hour later, I was finally introduced to the last Autobot on his break. His name was Jazz. He was very respectful towards me and I appreciated that. I like a mech with manners. And he had manners. I also liked his voice. He sounded like he should be a DJ for a club in the city.
"It's nice to meet you, Jazz. So, how did you end up with this crew and with such a great leader?", I asked.
"He found me roaming the streets of Iacon after my home was turned to scrap. I was around the human age of 22 when I was brought on to the team. Same question back atcha, chica?", Jazz replied.
"Not much to tell really. I was out rock climbing when I heard something off in the distance. After I reached the top of the cliff face, I looked out over the horizon with my binoculars and saw a fight going on. I couldn't make out who it was due to all the dust rising up. But by the time I reached my vehicle with all my rock climbing gear slung over my shoulder, there wasn't much left of my vehicle. I was rather pissed when I noticed who had blown up my car. Anyway, I went after the jerk and started shooting at him with my shotgun. Of course, that didn't work out too well. I was seriously injured and Prime here got me off the battlefield and to Ratchet immediately", I said.
"So, he's your knight in shining armor, then?", asked Jazz.
"I wouldn't go that far, Jazz. He just happen to be at the right place at the right time when I was shot", I said.
"Now, how about this rumor going around? Any truth to that, chica?", Jazz asked.
"Depends on what you heard in this rumor. If you heard Cliffjumper's version, then you're wrong. I'm not Prime's whore and he's not my pimp. He asked me out and I said yes", I said.
"Then he told you about the last spark mate he had?", asked Jazz.
"Yep. Told me he found out she was a spy for Megatron. Which is why he didn't feel comfortable around her", I said.
"None of us felt comfortable around her. Not even the twins were comfortable around her. I'm glad she's gone. She was a bit creepy", Jazz said.
Prime looked at Jazz. "Why didn't you say anything about her to me, Jazz? In fact, why didn't anyone come to me and express their opinion about her? I would have understood", Prime said.
"We didn't think you would understand, Prime. That's why none of us came forward", said Jazz.
I looked at Prime. "Don't worry about it now, Prime. It's in the past. Just be glad no one is uncomfortable around me", I said.
Prime looked at me. "That's true. We still have to finish your personnel file before the end of the day", said Optimus.
"Why don't I help her with that, Prime. You have other things you need to deal with. I saw Perceptor leaving your office early this morning. My guess, he turned in a report for you to read", Jazz said.
"Something tells me you're not looking forward to reading this particular report", I said.
"You would be correct, Wolf. But I have to read it. The downfall of being leader. Boring reports everyday", Prime said.
"Do you have to read it right now or can it wait?", I asked.
Prime looked at me strangely. "I suppose it could wait, but why are you asking?", replied Optimus.
"One word. Training", I said.
"You want me to train you? What's wrong with Ironhide training you?", Prime asked.
"Nothing personal, but I don't know him that well. I don't trust those I don't know that well. My personal credo", I said.
"Understood. I won't go easy on you, so be warned now", said Optimus.
"We'll see who goes easy on who, Prime", I said, as I got up from the table. I headed for the double doors. Prime and Jazz both watched me before Prime got up from the table.
"Damn, Prime. You have a good lookin' femme. Don't let this one go or I might take her. Heh, heh, just kidding, Prime. I wouldn't do that", Jazz said.
Prime looked at Jazz. Jazz could tell that Prime was smiling a bit through his optics.
"I know you wouldn't do that, Jazz. If you would like to, you're welcome to come watch. I'd like your opinion on her training and if she might need more", Prime said.
"Sounds great! Count me in", said Jazz, as he got up from the table. They both headed for the double doors to go look for me. They both knew that I couldn't find the training arena.
By the time they found me, I was in the training arena. They were shocked that I found the training arena, but they were also wondering how I found it.
I looked at them and smiled. "I know what you're going to ask me and the answer is I asked someone to show me where the training arena is, otherwise, I would have gotten lost", I said.
"Ok. Then I don't need to ask. What did you mean by 'We'll see who goes easy on who'? Do you know something you're not telling me?", asked Optimus.
"I have some fighting experience, but I doubt it will help me out on the battlefield", I said.
"Do you think I'm going to let you go out there and get hurt? You have no idea what Megatron would do to you if he got his hands on you. I shudder to think of what he would do to you", Prime said.
I couldn't believe what I had heard. I wanted to smack him so hard, but instead, I opted for the one thing I would never do unless I had a reason. I lowered my standards to name calling.
"You chauvinistic son of a bitch! You told me that I couldn't be out on the battlefield until after my training! Now, you don't want me out there at all! How dare you!", I yelled.
Jazz stepped in before it got any worse. "I think it's time you stepped away from this before it gets physical", Jazz said.
I looked at Jazz. I knew he wanted me to step aside and cool down. "What I need is some heavy metal music to calm me down. You got any I could listen to?", I asked.
"I have some great music you might like", said Jazz.
"Yeah, like what?", I asked.
"AC/DC, Metallica, G'N'R, The Crue, just to name a few", Jazz said.
I was shocked to hear that he had the Crue. "You have Motley Crue?", I asked in shock.
"Yep. You like the Crue, too? Awesome!", said Jazz.
I chuckled a bit then he took my hand and lead me out of the training arena and down the hall to his quarters.
We arrived at Jazz's quarters shortly after leaving the training arena. I noticed that his quarters were right next to Blaster's quarters. "Hey, who's Blaster?", I asked, as Jazz put in his code.
"Blaster is my best friend. He's Prime's communications officer. If you'd like to go clubbin' with us tonight, you can meet him", Jazz said.
"Does Prime know that you and Blaster do this?", I asked.
"Yep, just as long as we don't come back falling down drunk, which we do every time. Prime sends us to Ratchet the next day to make sure everything is still working properly", said Jazz.
Jazz let me into his quarters first after the door swished open. "Well, aren't you a gentleman", I said, walking in.
Jazz smiled and followed me in.
After the door shut, Jazz walked over to his stereo system and opened the glass door. It revealed his entire music collection. I was shocked he had so many albums.
"Damn Jazz. I had no idea you had so many CD's. Looks like you've been stocking up on everything from the 80's, 90's and early 2000's. And by the looks of it, you've got heavy metal only. What, nothing from the 60's?", I asked.
"Nope. Just heavy metal. I do have some Linkin Park, if you like them, too", Jazz said.
"As a matter of fact, I do like Linkin Park. I'll have to show you some videos on the net that I like from them. Also, I'm going to show you some videos from a 60's surfer group called The Beach Boys. I think you'll like them, too", I said.
While we were listening to music, there was a knock on Jazz's door. "You expecting anyone, Jazz?", I asked.
"I don't think so. Give me a few", said Jazz. Then he walked over to his door and opened it.
He was shocked to see Prime standing in his doorway. "Uh, Wolf. It's for you", Jazz said. I looked towards the door and saw Prime standing there.
"What do you want? You made it very clear that you didn't want me out on the battlefield fighting, so why are you still bugging me?", I asked.
"I came to apologize to you, Wolf. I shouldn't have zeroed you out. I would still like to see what fighting skills you have", Prime said.
"I don't know if I wanna show you now. I'm not even sure if I wanna be with you any more, either. You have no respect for me or my fighting talents. Maybe I would be better off with someone who does appreciate me", I said.
Jazz looked at me. "Could you take the rest of this outside my room, chica? The rest of this conversation is none of my business", said Jazz.
"Sure Jazz. I'll show you those vids another time, ok", I said.
"Ok, chica. If things don't go well, you can come bunk with me tonight", Jazz said.
"Thanks Jazz", I said. Then I looked at Prime. "Where you wanna finish this?", I asked.
"My office", said Optimus.
Then we headed for his office to finish our conversation.