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Prowl watched as the young human femm closed the garage door to go to her berth. She wanted to show her creator his engine. It was desperation that forced him to keep the hood down. His holo unit was slowly repairing itself but it kept shutting down intermittently. Prowl felt ashamed that he could not hid his proto form from these humans. It was easiest to pretend that he had a stuck hood latch. He was surprised when the femm started to hammer out the dents so early after his arrival. It was impossible to have stopped himself from tensing up when she did repair work on his door. Prowl admitted to himself that his door wings were always the most sensitive part of his body and he protected them from harm any way he could. Frustration chewed at him not being well enough to hide his pain. At least, once the human sensed something was wrong, she got hammered much more gently. Prowl accessed his hub once again. Crimson error messages flared up showing his long distances comm unit was still broken. The good news was his short range comm unit was operational but only for a few kilometers radius. The Autobot resigned himself to his temporary isolation and decided that all he could do was rest and repair himself. At least he was in a safer environment than before.
Shivann was in a very pleasant dream about her shiny refurbished car when a squeally noise interfered in her slumber.
"My car doesn't make that noise?" she mumbled to herself.
"ShivannnnnN, wake up!" whined Belle in her ear. "Come onnn, Shivann, wake UP!" Belle said shaking her sister to reality.
"Hmm, it's Saturday...what do you want?" Shivann glared sleepily at her sister from under the blanket.
"I have a new boyfriend coming over today and I need you to stay away from him!" Belle frowned down at her sister.
"You scared off the last boyfriend I had." said Belle jumping off the bed putting her hands on her hips.
"Not my fault that he couldn't keep his hands off of my stuff in the garage" mumble Shivann trying to get back under the cover. "Let me stay in bed, and I'll stay away from your boyfriend." Shivann whispered falling back asleep.
"Fine!" grouched Belle walking away. Despite being angry at her indifferent sibling, Belle carefully and quietly closed her sister's door.
The Autobot woke up to his proximity sensor alerting him of a human approaching the house. He accessed one of his newly repaired heat sensors to "see" what was happening. The shape and size of the image indicated that the older sister of his charge greeted a young human male. The two images walked back into the house. He checked his charge to see she was still recharging in her quarters. He believed the others were in the area where energon was made.
Shivann woke to feet stomping downstairs in the kitchen.
"Uhhh,... whyyyyy did Belle's new boyfriend have to come today? All I hear is her giggling." as she groaned into her pillow. Grumpily, Shivann threw off her blankets and stumbled around to find some clothes that were comfortable. Sweat pants with holes and a wrinkled black t-shirt would be just perfect to annoy her "fashionista" sister. Tying her jet black hair into a sloppy ponytail, Shivann stomped down the spiral stairs to see her sister and her new victim. As a good sister, Shivann made it her mission to scare off her sister's potential suitors on the first meeting. Usually, a power drill or a wrench did the trick. If boys decided to go with with her sister they would have to pass her test. At the moment, Shivann tried the tactic of ignoring Belle's suitor as she headed straight to a fresh pot of coffee her dad had already made. Once she she sucked back a cup of java and a had a bit of toast she was ready to tackle her new car project.
"Shivann what are you doing down here?" Belle questioned in a sweet sickly voice.
"I couldn't sleep with you two stomping around like a elephants" Shivann frowned and rounded on her next target. "Oh,...and You," as she pointed at the gangly boy who was standing sheepishly in the far side of the kitchen,"No going into my garage if you want to keep your hands on!" she said sternly. Belle scowled at her sister as she happily turned and walked out of the foyer to the outer building.
The smell of timber logs, oil, grease and gasoline welcome Shivann as she opened the small metal door into her haven from the world. She carefully inspected garage contents to make sure nothing was moved by her sister's new squeeze. Seeing that everything was how she left it, she smiled and pulled out her favorite hammer.
"Alright boy, once I am finished getting the rest of those dents out of you, I am going to give you an awesome paint job!" she beamed and got to work.
Prowl was curious that his human was working on him again so soon. Since Prowl was finally able to access the Internet, he was quickly accumulating understanding of the English language used in this region of the planet. Still, so many words made very little sense to his Autobot logic. He had recharged enough overnight to watch the movements inside the compound or house. The Autobot watched through the thermal scans that Shivann (as she was called) woke and went downstairs to the energon unit. His autoreceptors picked up her voice saying something in English to the young human male in the "kitchen". Surprisingly, Prowl noticed the male's body temperature drop significantly. This would be interesting. He had never seen such an effect of physiology from language alone. It would be intriguing to watch this human femm in action. He was relieved that she had left that environment to be with him.
Prowl started to calculated his time by the Earth standard clock. It was easier than Vorns and he assumed that he would not being leaving this planet until he was fully recovered. Approximately one hour later after Shivann had entered, Prowl heard footsteps coming to the garage. He watched as the young human male poked his helm though the garage door. Shivann glared at the boy who was standing there.
"What do you want?" asked Shivann threatening with a hammer in her hand. Prowl found that Shivann looked very similar to Ratchet when he was about to throw a wrench. He stopped all queries and gave his full attention to scene that was playing out before him.
"Uh.. just wonder if you were still here? Hey, is that your car?" he asked
"Yeah, it's my car. I just got it yesterday." she said getting up from under the car. The young boy cautious looked at Prowl's frame. "Looks like she needs some work." he said peering in the dusty passenger window.
"It's a "he" and I don't want anyone touching my car. " huffed Shivann as she was wiping grease from hands and becoming more annoyed that a stupid boy was in her garage. Prowl was in a defensive mood. The level of testosterone hormone coming off the boy was extremely high. The Internet had instructed him well on this constant unwanted mating rituals endured by the human females. He felt an illogical urge to protect this human girl. Perhaps his emotion core had also been damaged in the crash. He started a diagnostic check and logged a reminder that he would need Rachet to do a full medical check up. The Autobot watched his prey carefully as he inched closer to the door.
Adam grabbed for the door handle saying " I just want to have a look insi..."
"BANG!" Slammed the old car door in his face. Adam was so shocked he didn't even scream and crumpled to the floor.
Shivann doubled up into laughter before her sense of manners returned. She loved this car even more especially now watching the spring in the door malfunction. Her wrench was already posed to hit the boy herself .
Hearing her sister's laughter, Belle peered through the garage door to see her new boyfriend sitting on the floor in shock.
"It's alright Belle!" Said Shivann soothingly. " I didn't touch him. The door spring was sensitive and it whacked him the face when he tried to open it." Shivann looked down at the be speckled shop floor working very hard not to laugh." I warned him not to touch the car." she added for good measure.
"Oh my God! Not again!" Belle said angrily as she rushed to the boy in question.
"Come on Adam. Let's get you a ice pack." as she glared at her sister who simply smiled again.
"I think that car hates me" Adam whispered as he limped to the kitchen. Once the two were out of sight Shivann just started to laugh out loud.
" Man, you are going to have to do that again with all the doors, and the hood any time a boy bothers you. That was too good!" she hiccupped in between laughs. Prowl's spark lightened at the sound of his charge's happiness. He was encouraged by the approval of his self defence. Watching Shivann resume her tinkering, Prowl was impressed by this human's willingness to engage in battle for him.
"Shivann ,do you realize what you done" Belle whined stomping into the garage.
"You've scared another boy!" she complained.
"You're welcome" came a muffled reply under the car.
"Errrr,you always do this!" she growled.
"..and always will" she countered. Belle was chatter in her mind. Her thoughts were elsewhere. The frame of the car was not as bad as she thought. He was severely dented and a few lines busted but other than that he was almost ready to get painted. She was thinking black paint with old style dark blue flames. Dad had taught her how to spraypaint minor scratches but she wasn't sure she could do a full car.
Shivann realized at least she could pretend to be listening to what her sister was saying.
" ...you should try dating to see how great it is" Belle said trying to see under the car to her sister.
"Not happening, and when I do, then it's not going be someone that you picked!" As the young mechanic tried to smack the sparkly ballet slippers near her knees.
"Belle, can you turn on the radio?" Shivann demanded. Belle huffed but walked to the old radio that her sister repaired and hit the "on" button. Prowl was interested this planet. It had lots of audio sounds. The human internet had even more.
"Thanks Belle, now get out of here if you don't want to make a mess of that dress of yours" Shivann said still under the car.
"Fine, I know when I'm not wanted" Belle mumbled, turning on her heel out of the garage. Shivaan slid out from under the car,
"Good news Buddy, we can start sandblasting you and then paint." she said patting the car hood.
"Shivann, you home?" Mr. Henderson called outside the garage door.
"'I'm in the garage Dad" she yelled through the door. Popping up from the driver's side she saw her father walk into her garage carrying… a puppy.
"Oh.. Dad, he's soooo cute!" as she rushed to gather the German shepherd mix into her arms. The puppy barked happily licking her face clean in an introduction. Shivann had fallen instantly in love with this ball of fur.
Her father anticipated her questions "I found him on the side of the road. I was planning to take him to the dog shelter, but then I thought he was going to be a good guard dog."
"He is going to be a great guard dog, aren't you little guy?" Shivann cooed to the puppy. Prowl observed the two humans, and the new animal called a dog.
"So what are you going to call him." her Dad asked.
"I think I will call him Sparky" . The puppy gave a confirming bark to say that he liked the new name that he was given.
"I am glad you like him. Think of him as a late birthday present" her father said getting into the old 4 by 4
"O.K., I'll take good care of him. Don't you worry" she said as her father started to back up out of the driveway.
"O.K. Sparky, what do you say we go play some fetch?" she said as she put the puppy on the floor. Sparky barked happily as his tail whipped around like out of control bush plane. He followed wobbly into the gravel and weeds to chase his newest pack member.
Prowl watched the two go to the backyard. This planet was fascinating with all the organic life. He was surprised that there were any humans alive due to so many wars in its small history. So many new battle tactics he had never seen before! He would have to think of a way to use them on the Decepticons in order to surprise them. He heard laughing from the backyard, he used his infrared scanner to see what was happening.
Sparky was chasing a stick that Shivann had thrown. Bounding through bush he had got himself completely covered in mud. Prancing over to his new master, Sparky dropped the stick and went to investigate Belle who was standing on the landing. Jumping up to greet another pack member, Sparky happily leaped on Belle's new dress covering her in mud. When she pushed the pup down, he proceeded to shake himself dry adding another layer of dirt to Belle. Looking at her dress in shock, a frown formed on her face.
"Where did he come from?" Belle pointing angrily at the dog.
"Dad got him as a birthday present for me." Shivann blurted while catching her breath from laughing.
"Grr, you, you, You! "stomping her foot loudly on the porch and turning in a huff back to the kitchen.
"Good boy Sparky, good boy!" Shivann bent down and petted the dog.
"Let's get you cleaned up." When Mr. Henderson built their log home he was wise enough to install a bathroom with a shower on the main floor right beside the front door. It made it easier to clean up from working in the great outdoors. It was also perfect for a puppy cleaning. As she lathered up the squirming puppy, Belle cautiously popped her head into the bathroom.
"Mom say when school ends next week, she wants you go to the prom." looking more normal in a t-shirt and jeans with the muddy dress in hand.
"I don't want to" Shivann said testily, as she wiped down the excess water off Sparky with an old towel.
"Talk about it with Mom, I am only the messenger for the moment. I will get you to go to that party! " Belle griped. "Now I have find dresses and makeup for tonight's bonfire. Don't you need to get changed? " quipped Belle. "I'm going to work on the car until we have to go" Shivann said as she went to garage.
As Shivann started to get her tools together , Prowl observed his charge seemed to be tired. Once she got into her rhythm, the young girl was in her own world of car parts. She didn't even released that it was time to go.
"Shivann it's time to go" Belle yelled
"Ok I'll be there in few" she said as she went back into her world. After a few hours passed by, her father poked his head through the door and said "Don't you have to go to the party?"
"Hmmm, ….oh it's that time already?" Shivann said absently fiddling with a rag covered in grease.
Äh, the party is almost over, kiddo. I was going to pick Belle up. Your mother is livid that you didn't go. I told she couldn't interrupt because you were working on a delicate part of the car.
"Thanks Dad! You saved by bacon yet again. I wouldn't have gone anyway. I wasn't worth fighting Mom and Belle about it. "sliding back under the car. "I'm going to go pick up Belle" her father said.
"Don't forget to bring the big wrench." Shivann suggested.
"Thanks for reminding me, I have to do my father thing." Mr. Henderson smiled wickedly.
Sooo yeah, this is my first fanfiction and constructive reviews would be greatly appreciated and this story is made with the help of Desmond the Dragon.
astrosecond = half a second
cycle = 1 minute
groon = 1 hour
orn = 1 day
solar cycle = 1 year
vorn = 83 years