Chapter 3) Matchmaker
They spent the day cleaning the base, Sentinel, Blurr, and the twin jets both left after clean up, but Prowl was a little bit off.
"You okay?" Dark asked.
"Uh, yeah! I'm-"
"Don't lie to me," Dark smirked.
Prowl sighed in defeat.
"I… I did it with Bumblebee."
"AWW! Congrats!" Dark smiled.
"No, it's just….. I been…. In love with him for some time, and it's just sad that he doesn't feel the same way; the only reason he did it-we did it was because of the highgrade," Prowl looked down.
"Who says he doesn't like you?" Dark asked.
"I, well, I assume tha-"
"Don't assume things, try and figure out," Dark cut him off.
"What if I'm too afraid to tell-"
"I'll help you," Dark smiled, "I'll hang with him, you know, see how he thinks of you."
"Really?" Prowl asked.
"For sure! And I won't tell him how you feel…. Yet."
"N-no! Imma beat ya!" Bumblebee pushed down on the acceleration button.
"NOPE!" Dark passed first on the finish line.
"Wha-what!" Bumblebee stomped.
Bumblebee and Dark were left at HQ while the others patrolled.
"Hey, Bee, what do ya think of Prowl?" Dark asked.
"Uh…..he's a stick in the mud, but he can be fun, I can't really look at him the same way after… last night….. but… never mind," Bumblebee frowned.
"What is it, Bee? C'mon, you can tell me," Dark encouraged.
"Well…. Uh….. I… love him," Bumblebee mumbled.
"AWWWWW!" Dark exclaimed feeling a happy couple on its way.
"But, I wish we didn't do it last night," Bumblebee frowned.
"Why?" Dark asked.
"Because, I was into it, Prowl was too, but it was 'cause of the highgrade," Bee explained.
"Oh how wrong you are, Bee," was what Dark wanted to say, but instead, intended a surprise for the scout.
"But…. Don't tell anyone!" Bumblebee stuttered.
"Of course I won't!" Dark smiled, and as he went to greet the others from patrol, she smirked and whispered, "Not."
"You seem to be in a good mood today," Optimus purred into her neck, servos wrapping around her body.
"Hmmm, that's because I've been playing matchmaker," Dark smiled.
"Really? Who's the new couple?" he asked.
"Soon to be Bumblebee and Prowl," Dark replied.
Optimus chuckled, "you know what organics say, opposites attract."
Prowl paced back and forth by his tree, when Dark entered, he jumped to her.
"Dude, if you're wondering, he's in love with you, and you should probably go frag him, he's-"
Before she could finish, he was already down the hall to Bumblebee's room.
"You're welcome?" Dark shrugged.
"Oh, hey, Prowl," Bumblebee said as the ninja-bot walked into his room.
Prowl locked the door, and put the mode to sound proof.
"Prowl, what are you doing?" the yellow scout asked.
"Something I've wanted to do for a few cycles now," Prowl replied.
"Wha-what?"
Before he knew it, Bumblebee was on his berth with Prowl on top of him, licking his neck.
"Pr-Prowl!" Bumblebee moaned.
"Yes?" the ninja replied.
"Gotcha."
Prowl was one the bottom now, the yellow scout licking the inside of his port.
He began to moan.
Dark walked passed Bumblebee's room looked under the door.
He saw a dark body on the floor with yellow servos all over it.
"I'm good," she smiled.