We made it! .....barely....xD Pt. 3
Name: Christmas Miracles
Verse: G1
Rating: PG 13
Disclaimer: Not ours! The authors just like to play with the characters! ^^
Summary: Just another normal day at the Arc...wait, isn't it Christmas Eve tonight? Party!
Genre: Crack, crack, crack, fluff, crack, crack, fluff, fluff, did I mention crack? What about fluff? And more crack! ^^
AN : A Collaboration written with the amazing pxjloverkyotofor the December Challenge 2011. We used a couple of prompts to write this. It turned out longer then expected over 23 pages! This collaboration really brought us together more! We hope you enjoy and have fun while reading it because we sure did have fun while writing it! ^^
Hound x Mirage brought to you by pxjloverkyoto
Prowl x Jazz brought to you by pjlover666
Happy Holidays from pjlover666 and pxjloverkyoto ^^ xD
Part: THREE
Hound wasn't sure how he and Mirage had managed to escape the barrage of snowballs that came after Sunstreaker's first shot. One thing he did know; Prowl was going to be mad when he awoke…
"You know, maybe we should leave before anyone notices us…"
"Oh, don't be silly, so long as we stay out of the way no one will pay attention to us." The noble waved his hand dismissively, "Besides, I want to see what Prowl will do to the Twin Terrors when he gets up..."
But the chance never came as not five klicks later, Wheeljack came running and screaming like the Unmaker was chasing after him.
"Oh no! Oh no! It's gone! It's gone!" The scientist looked around frantically. "I've lost it!"
"As if we didn't know that already." Mirage whispered conspirationally to his mate, who was trying not to laugh too loudly; especially when Sides answered something similar.
"No, no! My weather machine gun! I've lost it and can't find it!"
"Oh wonderful, at least we won't have to worry about any more sudden snowstorms." The noble stated in a bored, nonchalant tone.
"That's not very nice, Raj."
The spy gave a sidelong glance at his mate, his tone as cold as the Rec. Room's current status, "In case you haven't noticed Hound; I'm not in a nice mood right now."
"But why? It's not like we're on a mission or anything."
"Because I hate the cold, and need I remind you who suggested Wheeljack to hit the gun against a table and cause all of this?"
"Oh, right. Sorry." The scout grinned sheepishly.
"Hound." The SIC called, snapping the scout's attention to him. "You're a tracker. Surely you can help Wheeljack find his missing gun. The rest of you that aren't on shift - resume cleaning the base." Prowl ordered, looking very…angry? No, that was too tame a word. Frustrated?
Yeah, frustrated was closer to the mark.
He was about to answer when he felt his mate's annoyance through the bond, but managed to calm him down, especially when he saw Jazz making pleading gestures behind his mate's back.
'Now, now, Raj. The sooner I can help find that gun, the sooner we can go to our quarters and get ready for the party!'
'Party? You're still bent on going? Look around you, Hound. The Rec. Room is a mess, there is no party.'
'Oh Raj, you forget who's in charge. Jazz and the Twins will have this place ready before you can shutter an optic!'
'Hmph, you forget that Jazz's processors are on other things at the moment."
'Well, just calm down, ok? I don't want my mate to spend Christmas Eve in the brig.'
'Oh please, you just don't want to sleep alone.'
Hound couldn't help but grin like an idiot at the teasing tone and the amusement that was flowing through the bond, 'You know too well, love.'
Sending a wave of love and affection to Mirage; Hound turned his attention to the frazzled engineer, whom he'd followed while 'talking' to his bonded. "Ok, 'Jack, just where did you last see your gun?"
"It was right on my work bench! I only turned around for an astro-second to get some tools to fix it with, and when I came back, it was gone!" The inventor wailed in frustration, his helm fins glowing a distressed yellow-orange.
"Now, calm down, 'Jack, I'm sure you just misplaced it. Or maybe it fell on the ground and got covered in snow." Hound tried to sooth the poor mech as he knelt down next to the bench Wheeljack had mentioned, ready to dig around and see if the gun was there…
When, at the corner of his optic, he caught something in the snow. Something that made his tanks sink.
Prints. Paw prints. That led from one of the ventilation shafts to the bench and straight back. Ohhh, this was not good…
::Umm, Prowl sir…we may have a situation…::
The groan he received in answer didn't make him feel any better.
== Later ==
"I can't believe this! First it was the snow in the Rec. Room, now we have to hake through some Primus forsaken forest, through mounds of slush and mud, after stupid Decepticons who can't keep their fragging noseplates out of our business!"
Hound only nodded in agreement and remained silent, lest the noble's fury be turned on him, also praying to Primus his mate remembered they were on a reconnaissance mission and that they had to be quiet. Although he hadn't gone farther than some whisper-yelling…
The noble continued to rant and grumble all the way and only stopped when they suddenly heard a raspy, familiar voice screech loudly and colorfully at someone.
"A weather gun? You brought us all this way, through bitter cold wind and frost for another FRAGGING WEATHER MACHINE? Wasn't the last one enough of a fiasco?"
"Oh, do be silent, Starscream. Your incessant screeching is giving me a processor ache." Was the resigned and plainly annoyed answer; it was obvious Megatron was used to this and just ignored his SIC when he got like this.
"My screeching? Are you sure it's not your over-inflated ego having run out of room?"
That remark garnered a few muffled chortles and a few brave, or stupid, Con's even out right laughed.
"Be quiet, all of you!" The enraged bellow did its job immediately, "I'll deal with you later, you glorified metal pigeon." The threat only got him a derisive scoff.
Hound and Mirage carefully got closer to the gathering of 'Cons, and silently listened in, trying to figure out just what the power-hungry leader was up to now. When they saw that most, if not all, of the Decepticons were present, they started to get a little worried.
'Well, there goes your party, Hound.'
'Yeah, I know.'
"Now, let's back to the matter at hand, shall we? Ravage, are you sure you saw this gun freeze mechs where they stood? I don't want a repetition of that Immobilizer disaster…"
The black panther cassette quickly nodded his head in assurance.
"Good, good! Now, mechs, the plan is quite simple. The Auto-dolts have surely realized their precious weapon is gone, and are on their way to retrieve it. I want the seekers to lead them to the canyons not far from here; there, I will use this freeze ray to take out them out one by one, leaving them sitting turbo-foxes ripe for the kill."
"That's what he said about the Immobilizer, too." The two hidden mechs heard one of the Con's closest to them mutter.
'Is it just me, love, or are Megatron's plans getting sloppy and predictable?'
'Not to mention desperate; lately, all he's done is steal our weapons to use them against us, I don't know if we should be honored or annoyed.'
'It doesn't matter; we know what they're up to, now we have to call it in to Optimus and Prowl.'
'Already on it.'
::Optimus, Prowl, this is Hound, we've got the Cons. What're your orders, sirs?::
"Sideswipe!" Prowl barked, "I told you to help Cliffjumper getting rid of the ice patch near the couch, not get rid of Cliffjumper." His wings twitched in annoyance.
"But Prowl!" The front liner complained.
"I don't care. Unless you want me to fulfill my threat from earlier and win a one way ticket to the brig you will stop this behavior immediately!"
"Aww, cut him some slack, Prowler." The Praxian turned to look at his mate who was walking on the ceiling using his magnets to stay attached. "You know he's just tryin' to impress Blue here." Jazz grinned at Prowls frowning face that actually seemed smiling from his view.
"Is that supposed to calm me down?" He crossed his arms and looked over at where the gunner was admiring an ice sculpture that Sunstreaker was currently making...of Prowl.
The SIC just shook his head. "I'm surrounded by sparklings." He muttered and looked over at his still hanging mate, "Jazz, for the love of Primus - there are easier ways to clean the icicles up. The last thing I want is you falling on your helm!"
"Pffft, you're just worried that if I fall 'facing is completely a big no-no." Prowl face-palmed as everyone turned to look at the TIC that was grinning while still upside-down and the mortified looking SIC.
Prowl's thoughts were distracted as his inner comm came to life.
::Umm, Prowl sir…we may have a situation…:: The unmistakable voice of Hound replied.
The Praxian could only groan, his battle computer coming up with various scenarios of what could have happened.
::What now?:: He asked and simply dared Sideswipe to throw the snowball at Cliffjumper.
::It would appear that the 'cons have gotten their servos on Wheeljack's gun. We found some paw prints and I'll bet Mirage's disruptor that they're Ravage's::
::I see. Do you think you can track Ravage?::
::Yeah, as long as the trail is still out there- ::
::Good. Then go with Mirage and see what they're up to. I'll inform Jazz that I'm sending two of his agents.::
::Understood sir. Hound out.::
The SIC looked at his mate again. "Jazz, come down here. We may have a situation."
"What now?" The TIC grumbled as he got rid of the last icicles hanging from the ceiling. With one swift acrobatic move he was right next to Prowl.
"Let's get Prime. I'll debrief you both then." Prowl looked around the Rec. Room for the Matrix barer. Jazz in the mean time beamed at him.
"Oh! Lover, I was thinking - we won't be able to clean up this snow 'till nightfall so why not have the party with it? We'll lower the temperature so it doesn't melt, resume decorating the room - "
"Wait, you still want to resume with the party even after all of this?" Prowl asked disbelieving as he motioned for Prime to join them.
"Yup - the bots have been looking forward to this for a long time. It would be really disappointin' if we decided to cancel it."
"That or the twins will secretly give high-grade to the others and play poker in Smokescreen's room." Both turned to look at Prime's big frame.
"They wouldn't dare. I warned them last time-" But Prowl was cut short as the comm line came to life once again.
::Optimus, Prowl, this is Hound, we've got the Cons. What're your orders, sirs?::
Prowl looked over at Jazz "You do realize that the party's canceled now?"
"Fraggin' cons, haven't they heard that during Christmas you're supposed to just kick back and relax?" The saboteur grumbled, activating comm-lines to call the soldiers to prepare for the incoming battle.
"Sadly, Jazz, there are no holidays in war." Answered Prime as more mechs started to gather around them.
::Hound, Mirage - hold your ground. Do not engage. I repeat; do not engage until we've arrived at your coordinates::
==Later==
"Are you sure these are the right coordinates, Jazz? It's not like the Decepticons to chose their battle ground to be the canyons." Prowl asked as Jazz drove next to him. Optimus like usual was up front with both Jazz and Prowl on each side slightly in the back and the rest of the soldiers tailing them.
"Yeah, Hound sent them and he's never wrong." Jazz answered, confident if his agents.
"Whatever the case, tread carefully Autobots. Ratchet made a simple request - let's try and keep it." There was an 'hmpht' from somewhere in the back.
"Uhhh sirs...?"
"What is it Sideswipe?" Prowl asked as he slowed down next to the fronliner.
"I think I found Wheeljacks devise..." He trailed off. No one herd who shouted 'Take cover' only that someone was shooting at them.
"This is why I hate fighting in the canyons!" Growled Sunstreaker as he dodged more shots.
"Bluestreak, can you pinpoint the sniper's position?" Prowl looked at the gunner only to find him already taking aim somewhere in the distance.
"Already on it!" And fired. It must have been a direct hit since the rain of shots stopped.
"Nice shooting there, kid!" Ironhide patted the gunners shoulder as more mechs came to congratulate him.
"It's not over..." Jazz muttered as he charged his weapon.
"Indeed. It was far too easy. Autobots, let's move ahead. Watch your back." Prime instructed as they entered the canyons. The bots were relieved to find Hound and Mirage intact but that joy was short lived when all of the sudden, Huffer fell down - frozen.
"It's the Immobilizer all over again, isn't it?" Whined Cliffjumper as he looked around. The twins took a defensive position, having each other's backs as the rest of the crew started to look for a cover.
"Ah have a bad feelin' Prowler..." Muttered Jazz, pulling out his blaster.
"Keep your optics open Jazz." Prowl muttered as well, acid pallet gun ready.
==Meanwhile, with the Decepticons==
"Fire again, Starscream! Before they figure out our position!" Megatron snaraled at his SIC while his army stood waiting.
"It's not working, my lord!"
"Nonsene! You're just not using it right!"
Skywarp leaned next to Thundercracker "Is it me or are they starting to sound like an old bonded couple with every passing day?"
The blue flyer just face palmed, "Now this is getting just embarrassing..."
"Oi boss? We should attack them! What are we waiting for?" Rumble looked at Soundwave. The cassette holder on the other hand just looked over at where his leader and SIC continued to fight each other, then looked back at his cassette and just shook his head.
"Fine! Then you fire the basted thing! After all, you're a gun as well!" Starsceam hissed mockingly and threw the gun at his leader only for Megatron to move aside. The gun hit a boulder as it fell on the ground. The war lord glared at his SIC.
"Starsrceam..."
"Umm, is it supposed to be doing that?" Skywarp asked and pointed to the gun that was trembling, sparks showering around it now and then.
"Suggestion : Flee. Reason : Wheeljack's invention."
"So you mean that it's..." Thundercracker started as he took a few steps back, reading himself to fly away.
== With the Autobots ==
"Is he going to be alright Ratchet?" Prowl asked. Huffer was almost unfrozen by now thanks to the medic.
"What was the point? We're all gonna deactivate anyway..." The minibot whined.
"He's going to be just fine." The medic replied.
"Wait - Ah can hear somethin'…" They all turned their attention to Jazz known for his keen sense of hearing.
"Ah hear shoutin' " He offlined his visor to get a better reading, when...
"Look!" Sideswipe shouted attracting everyone's attention. Jazz slightly hissed, startled by the front liner's shout. He's sensitivity was at 70 %. Any higher and he could have damaged himself.
Prowl was immediately at his mates side but wasn't comforting him - instead he was looking at where Sideswipe was pointing, ready to have Jazz's back until the ringing in his audio stopped.
"Are they attacking?" Hound asked.
"No..." Prowl trailed off, confused "They are running from something..."
"...Oh." They all heard the faint voice of Wheeljack.
"'Oh'. What does 'Oh' mean?" The medic got a hold of one of the glowing fins.
Ratchet got his answer when suddenly there was a big familiar BOOM and then everything went dark.
===Somewhere===
Prowl watched the recharging form of his mate in his lap. He gently brushed his knuckles over Jazz's cheek. He felt the part that was Jazz in his spark pulse stronger, indicating that the other mech was waking up.
Jazz groaned as he slowly on lined. His audios were still ringing. He felt a hand soothingly linger over his left audio horn and booted his visor.
"Welcome back." Prowl unmistakable smooth voice, along with his handsome face greeted him.
"Hey..." Jazz said but once his processor fully booted up and remembered what happened he shot straight up. "The 'cons!"
"Are dealt with." Prowl helped him sit up, the bot still trying to regain his senses.
Jazz looked around, finally observing where they were.
"Love...where are we?"
"What do you think?" Prowl answered, enjoying the rare moment were Jazz wasn't in control of the situation.
"Ah think it's a cave..."
"Yes, it is. Wheeljack's inventions exploded-"
"Like that's somethin' new" The saboteur crossed his arms.
Prowl smirked and resumed "But… it would appear that this time the explosion was of much greater magnitude so the canyon got completely filled with snow. A lot of bots are scattered here in the caves; trapped."
"For a trapped bot, ya don't seem very worried." Jazz observed with a raised optic ridge behind his visor.
"I have communications with Optimus. He is with the rest of the crew. It would appear that this cave has a big gallery and they all are gathered there." The Praxian placed a slight emphasis on the word 'all', waiting in silent amusement for his mate to catch on.
Jazz smiled, relieved that their friends are alright...Wait.
"What do ya mean by all?" He looked over at Prowl. Many thought that in their relationship, Jazz would be the devious one, the one with all the mischievousness. While that was true, no one knew Prowl as well as Jazz. And the saboteur knew that the Praxian had a rather...playful side. That side mainly forgave the twins most of the time they pulled pranks in the Ark. And yet he couldn't find himself but adore Prowl even more.
===Caves gallery===
"Remember, Prime. After tonight; we never speak of this again." Grumbled Megatron. He was sitting next to Prime. At the center of the gallery stood a burning Sunstorm, providing light and warmth for the bots scattered around.
"Speak of what?" Optimus pulled Elita closer. The two leaders looked around noticing how their soldiers acted.
It would appear that Skywarp and Thundercracker were sitting near the brilliant form of Sunstorm talking to the twins and Bluestreak and not trying to rip their guts out.
Starscream, or more like the scientist in him, had wondered off next to Wheeljack discussing the weather machine and comparing it to the Immobilizer.
Soundwave was listening intently to a story Blaster was telling somewhere in the back, while their cassettes chased each other, playing tag and acting like the younglings they still are.
It would appear that Smokescreen and Swindle were intently playing poker (and cheating) with some other bots and cons, while Ratchet and Hook discussed some medical stuff.
Ironhide and Chromia were showing off their cannons and instructing the younger bots from both factions how to use a firing weapon if they were out of ammo.
"You know, looking around, it almost makes you wonder why we're even fighting, doesn't it?" Optimus looked over at Megatron.
"On the contrary - this reminds me what I'm fighting for." The Prime just shook his helm in defeat and exasperation. He was not going to fight tonight. Not tonight.
Ho, ho, ho...
Shake up the happiness
Wake up the happiness
Shake up the happiness
It's Christmas time
Everyone started cheering when Blaster turned in his cassette mode, Soundwave holding him while the song played. No one noticed two bond mates hugging each other, invisible to the rest of the gallery.
"It would appear that you did get your Christmas party, love" Mirage whispered in Hound's audio.
"Looks like…and I couldn't think of a better one." He snuggled more into Mirage.
"Oh? But what about that glorious tree you got?"
"Tree? Just look around you Raj - it's not about the tree, the presents, the decorations...just look around you and feel Christmas for what it truly is..."
Once upon a time in a town like this
A little girl made a great big wish
To fill the world full of happiness
And be on Santa's magic list
Mirage smiled gently at his mate and leaned in to gently kiss him on the lips, the world oblivious to their presence.
===Somewhere else===
"So ya mean ta tell me that both sides...sides that have been fighting each other for millennia, are spending Christmas Eve…together?" Jazz whispered, disbelieving.
"It would appear that I was wrong." Prowl stated as he cupped Jazz's cheek.
"You? Wrong? Ha!" Jazz giggled as he straddled Prowl's lap, his forehead resting on Prowl's chevron.
At the same town miles away
A little boy made a wish that day
That the world would be okay
And Santa Clause would hear him say
I got dreams and I got love
I got my feet on the ground and family above
Can you send some happiness with my best
To the rest of the people of east and the west
"Miracles do happen on Christmas, Jazz." Prowl pulled the smaller mech closer. "You have to be truly blind not to see it." His hand lingered over Jazz's handsome face as he pulled his mates visor away, looking at his optics that were full of adoration.
"Well, Ah'm glad you're not blind anymore." Jazz off lined his optics enjoying the close proximity he had with Prowl.
"Impossible." Prowl whispered but Jazz heard him crystal clear. "Not with you lighting up my way..." He trailed off as lips met one another. But this time it was different. It was just as passionate and loving as the previous ones today...but it was deeper, more sensual...more drugging. A kiss where you could lose yourself.
Their ministrations grew. Slowly teasing and loving each other.
And as the 'party' continued on, two sparks became one, adoring the moment as they would want it no other way...
Outside the cave the world celebrated Christmas as snow slowly fell from the sky - either because of Wheeljacks's machine or simply because it supposed to snow - no one knew and no one cared as the night was covered in a white blanket.
===The Ark===
And maybe every once in a while
You give my grandma a reason to smile
'Tis the season to smile
It's cold but we'll be freezing in style
And let me meet a girl one day
That wants to spread some love this way
We can let our souls run free
And she can open some happiness with me
"I still can't believe no one's watching the monitors..." Red Alert, who was defragged just before Ratchet left with the others was slowly dancing with his bonded. The two of them currently the only residents of the Ark.
"Not tonight Red, not tonight..." Inferno whispered as the two of them danced next to Hounds tree in the still snow covered Rec. Room simply enjoying the others company...
Ho, ho, ho,
Ho, ho, ho,
Ho, ho, ho,
It's Christmas time
~Finis
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