Hey guys, it's Ani here again. XDD. Okay I know that this story is like OMG UBER DRAMATIC, but it's really really good fun to make Prowl the victim of every brutal attack or disease or new outfit or whatever, but come on, if Prowl were a boy half of this stuff wouldn't have happened, including the issues with Sarah. I realise that these storys may come off as making Prowl incredibly Mary Sue in the whole story-line way, and I apologise if I have ruined HumanFemale!Prowl for you all. And I put this here because this next chapter is also dramatic as hell. By the way just a few positive pointers :
Don't forget, the reason Prowl is landing in so much trouble is because he was one, a robot, and two, a boy robot.
Prowl is stubborn enough to barely ask for help or go and get help, and so therefore is struggling with this kind of human nature, hence him falling into all the trouble.
Along with Prowl being the female who is silent and mysterious, he is also quite attractive, hence the reason he gets so much attention from flash people like Bumblebee, and can be viewed as a threat. (Threat will become clear once you read this chapter. :'D)
Okay anyway that's my little rant over, etc, lawl. Sorry for making everything so damned dramatic and Mary Sueee. xDDD!! ON WITH THE STORY!!!!!!
-Ani, I-Haz-Objektingz.
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I sat nervously in the hairdresser's comfortable leather chair. Amongst the tempting smell of shampoo and/or conditioner, there was also a frightening scent of TDC. Unfortunatly, that was due to the swab washing around my nose.
"Don't worry, Prowl," I said to myself, as he the professional man appeared with his gun. "You'll be fine." I didn't think so as the gun was placed on and inside my nose and..
BAM.
I suddenly owned a nose piercing which was hurting like pit. It was quite beautiful, as it was a diamond. My reasoning for this new harassment of my body was that particular spin the bottle incident. Myself and Optimus both had to get something outrageous done, and if we didn't, we would have to dance at a 'Night club', while the remainder of the team watched. So, of course, we chose the bet. Optimus was next. I stood up from my piercing, getting handed some TDC and an aftercare leaflet and left, after paying. I called Prime to alert him my side of the game had been played. I said only that line and then hung up. I couldn't help smiling to myself. After that I travelled to the hospital.
"Good news, Ecko!" The doctor remarked. "Your arm is healing rapidly!! By this rate you'll be better by tomorrow!" It must have been the slight tinge of Energon in my blood, perhaps...But whatever this miracle cure was, I was glad of it. The doctor suddenly got out a huge saw. My eyes widened behind my visor. The doctor saw what I was staring at, and laughed.
"Don't worry, Ecko!! This is just to get your cast off!" He laughed, and removed it with the fearful saw. He replaced it with some tough material. I finally was able to bend my arm again. I left the hospital yet again, picking flaked of dead skin off of my arm. It looked quite a lot paler than my other arm. I sighed, but I was happy.
I walked into the base, and spotted Sarah and Bulkhead on the couch together. Optimus was also sat next to Sarah, as she was in the middle. I frowned.
"Where is Bumblebee?" I asked.
The boys and Sarah turned their heads, but Sarah commented first.
"Bee-Bee is nicely washing my dress for me in the kitchen~ Could you help him pleease~?."
"No, thank you." I remarked. She turned on these giant begging eyes. But she did not pull it off as effectively as Sari would have done.
"Pweeease?" She begged.
"No." I stated, firmly, before stalking off into the kitchen. I spotted Bumblebee scrubbing away on a dress. "I have completed my side of the bargain, Bumblebee." He gasped at the shining chrystal on my nose.
"Prowl it's beautiful!" He remarked.
"..Thank you.."
"Prowl you got your cast taken off! ..But your arm is gross. ...Ew."
I rolled my eyes underneath my visor. He grabbed my arm and washed it in the sink.
"There!" He said, triumphantly.
"I can't here scrubbing in there~!" A cute little voice came from the living room.
"Sorry, Sarah~!" Bumblebee called back. I arched an eyebrow, before taking my leave. Feeling the need to go out, I put my visor into the little box and hid it, before leaving, and over hearing some terrible news.
I walked down the streets at night, escaping the cute little spoilt princess who was residing for the evening at the base. I looked up at the moon. It was a beautiful night. The stars were twinkling, there was a soft, warm breeze... I stopped briefly to take a good look.
I suddenly felt a hand grab my hair and tug me into an Alley. I grabbed their hand, but they handcuffed me. This took me by suprise, but then they kicked the bend of my spine, and handcuffed my other hand to it. Then the person turned me around. This guy was a giant. Probably 6'4. I scowled. Then he grabbed me by the throat and threw me several feet across the alley, to smack me into the dead end. The man was silent. He kicked me straight in the chest. I coughed bluntly, but then he just kicked my jaw. I felt, for one of the first times in my life, defenceless. I stood up, and flew at the man, jumping and kicking. I kicked him pretty hard, but couldn't regain my balance in time so fell onto the floor. The man stood up, having being flung a good distance enraged, and grabbed the chains of my handcuffs and started to slam me into the wall, as punishment. I grabbed his hands, and then swung and threw him into the wall.He then got up and tackled me to the floor and held me by my neck.
"You will leave Sarah alone, do you understand?! You will leave the Autobots for a long time, and you will not go back there to tell them about this, or you will die!!"
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What?
Was this all about Sarah? Who was this guy? I looked for some way to attack, but, I needed my hands, which were hooked around my back. Sure, I could have done something with my feet but, he was squashing them with the fat mass of his body. Suddenly I was yanked by my hair to a bar and I was tied around that, and he was just about to hit me again, when I heard the cry of an older male. The man grabbed my hair, tugged, and threatened quietly..
"I'm gonna get you if you don't leave Sarah alone, got it?!" Then he fled.
The other man went to untie my hands from the bars, but could I trust him? I looked up and noticed that my saviour was my medic. Ratchet. I felt better already.
"You okay, Kid?" He asked, concerned.
I felt terrible, but, I wasn't as bad as most people are after this kind of trauma. So I simply nodded. We walked back to the base, me with a bit of trouble. I was X-Rayed yet again, to find no bones broken, just a couple of cuts and bruises. So I was sent for a shower, then I was bandaged in the badly cut places, and given some strong medication to help me sleep painlessly.