AN: This was requested by darkdaebereth on LJ. I apologize for my long absences, but moving and starting my new job left little time for anything else.
SN: I seem to have taking a liking to mischievous Blue...
Daring
"Prowl where do babies come from?"
The Datsun's head snapped up. Bluestreak stood in the door to his office, an innocent look on his face plates.
The twins looked out the door to the rec room to see Ratchet directing several mechs who were caring the Autobot second in command. Bluestreak walked along side, babbling about how he hadn't meant to cause Prowl's battle computer to shut down. Ratchet sighed, and finally ordered the hovering Datsun away, assuring him, "Of course you didn't mean to glitch the damn thing. No get out of my way."
The gunner stood forlornly in the hallway until the procession turned the corner. Then he shook himself and waltzed into the rec room. He gave a devil may care smile, at the only other bots in the room, Sideswipe and Sunstreaker. "I told you I could glitch him and not get blamed."
AN: Sorry its so short, but the bunny lost interest in actually glitching Prowl, and just wanted Blue to show off a little.