The next orn Prowl woke early not wanting to get up, his spark ached worse than ever so instead he curled up on his berth. Sharpshot entered his room "Prowl are you awake?"
Prowl answered "Yes Creator."
Sharpshot sat on the berth by Prowl's pedes "Prowl I may not know why you enjoy going to the crystal park so much when you seem to return miserable. But if it makes you happy, I do not see why you can not visit for a few more orns until Greystorm is a youngling."
Prowl sat up smiling "Thankyou Creator!"
He got up and practically sprinted down the stairs towards the park, his spark pulsed faster "Jazz." He entered the park "Jazz!" He was nearly at the hide away "JAZZ!" The visored mech seemed to know he was coming he was out waiting as soon as Prowl neared Jazz tackled him in a hug. They rolled from the force, Prowl grew embarrassed remembering yesterday but instead of feeling awkward like he expected he found himself smiling up at Jazz "Missed you."
Jazz rubbed their noses together "Missed ya more Prowler."
Prowl sighed contently. "Prowler."
"Yes?"
"'M starvin."
They both laughed.