Chapter 3, yaaaay!! Alright I should have got this done sooner, but school started, so I've been kinda busy. Any way thanks 'HURRICANE' Hannah and 09Camarochick for the reviews!
Ugh, I hate saying this buuut, Firefly95 doesn't own Transformers Animated, just Firefly, Silver Angel, Prowess, and DJ who is mentioned in the story. Ok with that over with, lets get on to the story!
Chapter 3: New Rooms
With Optimus leading, the group of Autobots soon arrived outside some kind of old building. They all transformed and Optimus opened the door and stood to the side saying as the femmes passed, "Well, here we are, I know it's not much, but it's the best we can do right now."
Firefly smiled, "I kind of like it, it's got a homey sort of feel to it, ya know?" She said while walking over to the couch and casually sitting on the arm of it. "It's definitely a break from all the high techiness of Cybertron."
Ratchet grunted, while Optimus smiled slightly, "I'm glad you like it, we've already prepared three rooms, so you can go take your pick. Bumblebee, Prowl, Can you take these ladies to choose their rooms?
The two nodded and Prowl motioned a bit awkwardly for the two to follow them down the long hallway leading to the Autobot's quarters.
Firefly, being the talkative little bot she was, struck up a conversation with Bumblebee. "So," she began, "Are there any places around here where we can go racing sometime?"
"Slag yeah!" Bumblebee exclaimed excitedly, none of the others around here liked to race, so an opportunity like this was just too good to pass up. "When Sari gets here I'll get her to show you our favorite race track!"
Firefly quirked an optic ridge, "Who or what is a 'Sari'? She asked confused.
"She is our little human guide for this planet." Prowl explained, "You'll probably meet her soon."
Firefly was about to say more, but didn't get the chance because they had already arrived at their destination, a hallway with many rooms on either side.
"Sooo, which ones are ours again?" The young femme asked.
"These three on the left here," Prowl said, "You can chose which one fits your needs the best."
Prowess walked forward, stepping carefully around Prowl as she did so and nudged Firefly forward, "Lets go, we can talk more later," she dipped her head slightly to the two mechs and walked off pushing Firefly along, with the purple femme yelling, "See ya later!"
"Wow," Bumblebee said, "That Prowess sure ain't real talkative, is she?"
Prowl rolled his optics, "Just because someone doesn't enjoy wasting their energy talking like you do, it doesn't mean they're not friendly."
"Geez, chill! I didn't know you liked her! Sorry!" The little yellow bot said putting his hands up in the air in surrender.
Bumblebee's last comment caught him slightly off guard, "What are you talking about?!" He exclaimed, "I don't like her! Prowl hurriedly turned around and started walking away to hide the blush creeping up his cheeks.
"Riiight," Bumblebee said sarcastically, "I'm sure the way you've been staring at her aft since she got here is just to find out whether or not she owns a robokitty."
Prowl stopped for a moment to turn to his comrade, "You walk a fine line between bravery and stupidity, Bumblebee." He said, and muttered to himself, "I wasn't staring at her aft the whole time."
Bumblebee snickered when he just barely caught the last part, "That's what you think."
Prowess sighed; Firefly was taking forever to choose a room. "My room has to reflect my personality, when others walk into it they have to be able to tell what kind of 'bot lives in it."
Prowess arched an optic ridge, "And, other than me and Angel, who exactly are you going to let into your room? She grumbled.
Firefly gave her friend a withering look, "Funny. Well for starters, Bumblebee seems pretty cool, anyway why do you care?"
Prowess tensed at the smart remark, "Fire, why wouldn't I care? You're one of my best friends."
Firefly paused, something like that coming from Prowess, who always seemed so passive and uncaring, was rare. "I'm sorry Prowy, but just because you don't trust mechs, don't mean I can't."
Prowess let out a low hiss of anger, "I told you I never wanted to talk about that ever again!" she snapped.
Despite Prowess slight aggression, Firefly didn't back down. This was how it always went; Firefly brought up Prowess' sad past, Prowess got angry and defensive and refused to talk about it, Angel got in between the two, and Prowess stalked off to do whatever ninjas did when they were angry. "Prowess," she began, "You know the longer you go without talking about what happened, the more it will haunt you and change you even more! She yelled not caring if anyone heard her. Prowess needed to hear this and Angel wasn't here to stop her.
Prowess glared at her friend, "its ancient history! Gone and over! I already told you I DON'T want to talk about it and you can't make me!" She yelled. "If you cared about me at ALL would respect my reasons about not wanting to talk about my past!"
The anger in Firefly's optics disappeared and she said quietly, "Prowy, I do care about you, you and Angel. You're like the sisters I never had, and I just don't want you to die alone just because you think all mechs are the same. Because, they're not, sure some are real jerks like Sentinel, but some are really sweet and cool like Jazz and DJ. If you just gave yourself a chance to love and be happy again, you might find you like it." She said, "These are good 'bots here and I feel sure that none of them are like those who hurt and broke you."
There was true concern in Firefly's optics and Prowess couldn't take anymore, she had to get away. Fire, I just can't do that right now, maybe sometime in the future, but I…I just can't. She whispered as she walked out the door to the room at the far end of the hall to meditate and just forget.