Megacycles later I was in hospital, irritated. I was told that I was in need of a cast. I sat angrily in the nurses' room as she was placing some disgusting material onto my arm. I looked away, angered at the hindering sight. Until I noticed my old colours appear. I looked down to find my cast was made of black and gold firm material.

"My son is a big fan of the Autobots.. So when I saw your 'Prowl visor' I knew you were a fan too. Are you happy you have Prowl's colours on your arm?"

I smiled slightly.

"You don't know how overjoyed to see these colours again.." I commented.

"Yeah...The Autobots have almost vanished off the face of the earth. Do you have any ideas as to where they are?" The nurse asked, nostalgic.

"I have absolutely no idea.." I repied.

".....You'd be a very good Prowl impersonator. You have the vocal tones right and the body type and look for it..Pity you're a girl." The nurse cooed. I could feel myself heat up at the last comment. "And are you aware you have an unknown blood type? We discovered some different chemical in your system..How weird. We thought of keeping you in, but we got a notice from the government that stated that your blood et cetera was fine and you would only need the cast! Weird, huh?"

"Incredibly."

I desperatly needed to escape this embarassing world of a nurse's mind. After several compliments about how I look like..Well..Myself, she eventually finished. I escaped that hospital faster than my usual slow, graceful pace. I walked the rest of the way home, which took a long, but relaxingly beautiful three hours, as I took the scenic route, and went through several forests. As I re entered the base, I shut the door, leant against it, and sighed. I took off my visor and cleaned it off, and then placed it back onto the bridge of my nose. I walked in silence with my bent, colourful arm, to Optimus' chambers. I was about to knock, until I noticed it was much too quiet in there. There was no tapping on a keyboard, nor writing on paper with a ballpoint pen, nor reading through books. I suddenly heard a noise that resembled him being in pain, yet it sounded pleasure filled. The sound came again, and I decided not to disturb my commander with whatever he/she was doing. I left the front of the door, slightly worried, but still appearing perfectly calm. Instead I walked to Bumblebee's room door. I leant close and pressed my ear to the door, to see if Bumblebee was occupied with the same task. Unfortunatly, the door opened, and I fell onto the shorter boy.

"Eves dropping on me, Prowl~?" He asked, arching his eyebrows in a slightly suggestive way. I tensed.

"No, Bumblebee. I was walking past Prime's room, and I heard him performing a task I am not quite educated with. So I was checking if you were also occupied with the same task."

Bumblebee's eyebrows raised, and he grinned slightly.

"Don't worry about that, Prowl," He took my hand, and I felt that familiar rush of blood surge up to my face. That had been happening frequently recently, but I believe it's due to mental coding which tells me Bumblebee's presence will cause me to fall again. But, placing that aside, Bumblebee carried his sentance like so, "Lets just go chill somewhere..Very far away from Prime's office.." And with that he pulled me along by my right hand.

Megacycles later I would be located in town at a 'Bus stop' with Bumblebee and Sari. Bumblebee was giving Sari a 'shoulder ride', which consisted of Sari seating herself upon Bumblebee's shoulders, while draping her legs down onto his chest. I still feel very unsure about those 'Shoulder rides', as surely the weight would plow you over onto your back? But never mind. Sari had suggested that we go into town to find clothes which would fit with my new cast arm, instead of just constantly wearing Prime's shirts. Most of my uniforms are too tight for the new addition on my arm, you see, so it's difficult to wear them. Sari had found a good cause for my arm being permanently in the L shaped position, as she had threaded the clothing bags onto it. I had roughly four bags upon my forearm. I sighed. It was getting itchy underneath the large black and gold hinderage. Regardless, it needed to stay in there. The bus eventually pulled up next to us, and we got onto it, paying our fare, and then seating ourselves. I allowed Bumblebee and Sari to sit together and seat myself behind them originally, but then they dragged me so that myself and Bumblebee were seated next to each other, and Sari sprawl herself across our legs. After a very long journey back, we asked the bus to stop a good half a mile away from the base, and we walked it the rest of the way, while conversing. Our conversations were usually on the topic of the mysterious going ons of Prime in his/her office, Why Bulkhead has been disappearing so often lately, and which of my new outfits I should try on first. After the long process of getting dressed then undressed then dressed again in different outfits, I eventually escaped into my 'room' to meditate in my undergarments in the tree. I stayed there, dreaming of allsorts of beautiful places, when I heard the front door shut. It was quiet, secretive, and flawfilled, and those were the reasons I became alert. I clambered down from my tree to notice the time was a late Four AM. I pulled on a shirt with just thin pieces of material for sleeves, and some shorts. I grabbed a hold of some human sized previously blunt ninja stars, and concealed them, before silently exiting my room and moving through the shadows into the rec room to watch Bulkhead move across the room silently, but painfully slowly.

He was incredibly slow, which gave me a lot of time to observe what he was wearing and doing. He was dressed up quite well. In an apparently new looking shirt, and pants, and some very classy shoes. I blinked under my ninja visor. He smelt like expensive aftershave, and his hair was styled well. As he 'tip toed' across the recreational room, I heard him quietly praying 'Please don't let anyone hear me, Please don't let anyone hear me...' So I took it upon myself to ruin his confidence, inadvertedly, and emerge in silence from the shadows. I must have looked spooky and sounded it as I quietly asked..

"Bulkhead, what are you doing?"

He jumped round and began to sweat suddenly, worried that he'd been caught out by someone.

"Prowl! I uh well I erm well you see it's like this..Er...Uhh.....Uhm..."

I just stared at him, before sighing.

"Bulkhead, lets discuss this in my quarters." I moved my hand, beckoning him to follow, as I slipped off. He sighed before trudging off after me. I opened my door and stepped inside. He followed. I shut the door and we seated outselves upon my old berth.

"Now, Bulkhead, where do you keep vanishing to every night?"

"I..Well..I uh...." He sighed. "I guess I can tell ya...B-But don't tell Bee!! He'll make fun of me..."

I shut my eyes behind my visor, placing my unhindered arm upon my heart.

"I promise you. Now, what is it?"

"Well...I..I sorta have..Made a human friend.."

I was interested. "Oh, a friend?"

"Yeah! Her name's Sarah 'nd she's awesome! She likes art, too! And she's really fun to be with, and she's just so beautiful..." I blinked. "'Nd I was thinking about bringin' her here next week, to meet you guys! A-And show her my art work!!" He stated loudly. I smiled fondly. "But...I don't think he'll let me cuz he thinks she'll betray us...." He looked down sadly, and my smile left.

"I will and ask Prime for you." I stated, the smile returning to my face, and a massive grin appearing on Bulkhead's.

"Really?! Y'will?!" He exclaimed. I nodded, smiling. "Aw, thanks Prowl!!!! You're the best!!!!" He shouted, lifting me up, and hugging me tightly. I smiled, despite being in pain.