Speedwriting Prompt Fills

by Exactlywhat

Well... I found the TF Speedwriting Community on LJ, and sorta kinda maybe started writing some. Figured most of these are pretty much one-shots, and it'd kinda be a waste of space to post them all as separate stories. So, here they are. *Note: this will always be marked as complete (even though it isn't), because every fill is its own story, and this isn't one continuous story.

64. I'm Sorry

Title: I'm Sorry

Rating: K

Continuity: G1

Characters: Hound, Jazz, Mirage

Disclaimer: Don't own.

Prompt: #4. Inappropriate sympathy Notes: Also inspired by this: ht tp:/xkcd 945/

"Ooh, buddy, Ah'm sorry," Jazz said sympathetically as he eyed Hound's now neon-pink paint-job.

Hound shook his helm, spattering pink droplets everywhere, and Jazz ducked behind his raised arms. "What are you sorry for, Jazz? You didn't do it. This is pretty clearly Sideswipe's work. Heck, I saw him running around the corner."

Jazz eyed Hound, giving him a thoughtful little half-smirk. "Nice o' ya t' say so, mech, but Ah know what Ah did. Anyways, see ya!"

And the saboteur wandered off down the hall, whistling through his vocalizer, a habit he had picked up from Sparkplug. Staring after him, Hound stood, frozen in the hallway, still dripping pink paint.

Mirage found him there a moment later, walking around the corner kliks after Jazz had passed. He was staring over his shoulder, frowning in the direction his superior had been going.

"Hound? Why did Jazz look so... evil- Oh, my goodness..."

The once green mech vented (more pink paint spattering the walls) and shook his helm. "I have no idea. But I think your commander had something to do with it..."

"It would not surprise me. He has been in a rather cheerful mood."

Hound just rolled his optics. "Help me get this off?"

"Always."

"Wait, what? 'Always'? You expecting this to happen again?"

"Hound... The skunk? Tree sap? Mud?"

"Uh... okay. Point. Now, let's go before it dries."