Fic: The Peril of My Spark (chapter 5)
Title: The Peril of My Spark
Chapter: 5/17
Fandom: Transformers
Rating: M
Warnings: Off-screen violence, light smut, spark interfacing
Relationships: Prowl/Sideswipe/Sunstreaker
Characters: Jazz, Sideswipe, Sunstreaker
Summary: G1. Earth. Prowl is slowly dying. There is something that could save him, but is he ready to do it?
Chapter 5 of 17
Jazz went to the brig. He was there to set the twins free, but before that he wanted to have a serious discussion with them. After the surprise Jazz found that he wasn’t so astonished about the fact that Prowl liked the twins than he had first thought. The red and yellow frontliners had more than met the optics. Even if the twins were undisciplined and rowdy they were also loyal, brave and stubborn. All of those were qualities he could also associate with the tactician. Contrary to the second in command earlier, he hadn’t believed for a moment that the twins hated Prowl. Sideswipe and Sunstreaker grumbled at the discipline, but they also respected the tactician. But was there more? He had no idea.
“Good morning”, the saboteur started with a bright smile.
Red frontliner turned on the berth and sat up. “What brings you here? Surely not our lovely personalities.”
“Prowl”, Jazz’s answer was short and to the point.
“So, something is wrong?” Sunstreaker asked.
“Yes, but it’s personal. Prowl will tell you if he wants to.”
“He is in no danger, right?” Sideswipe asked carefully.
“No, he is in no immediate danger”, Jazz said and leaned on the wall.
“But he is in danger”, Sunstreaker said not letting the matter drop.
“As I said, it’s something he will tell himself if he wants to. Not me. But you don’t have to worry about that”, the saboteur answered the yellow frontliner’s indirect question.
Sunstreaker didn’t look satisfied, but he didn’t push Jazz. He felt his brother’s calming hand on his shoulder. If the saboteur didn’t want to tell, he wouldn’t tell. It was that simple.
“Well, what did you want to talk about?” Sideswipe asked changing the topic.
Jazz gazed the twins closely. He had promised to Prowl. Better get to the point. “What do you two think about Prowl?”
“What?” The red frontliner asked.
“It’s a simple question. What you think about Prowl?”
“Why you want to know?” Sunstreaker asked suspiciously.
“Humor me.”
The twins looked at each other and Jazz was aware that a silent conversation was raging. The saboteur had time to wait.
“Ok. We’ll play your game”, Sideswipe said after a while.
“But only this one time”, Sunstreaker continued.
Jazz smiled. It was one of those I’m harmless and innocent smiles, but the twins didn’t buy it.
“We respect him. He keeps us alive during battle, and he is always fair when we do something that requires disciplining”, the red frontliner started.
“Which is often, when my brother is around”, Sunstreaker added.
“Hey”, Sideswipe protested. “It’s not my fault every time.”
“He seems cold and distant, but we know he’s not like that. He occasionally smiles while you and Bluestreak accompany him. Sometimes he even laughs”, Sunstreaker said.
“He might smile to you too”, Jazz shut down the bars in front of the cell. “You are free to go.”
“What?” both of the twins uttered at same time.
“You have already suffered your sentence. You are free to go”, the saboteur repeat.
“No. The smiling part. Why would Prowl smile to us?” Sideswipe asked and Sunstreaker nodded.
“Think about that. And remember, if you hurt him, no piece of you will ever be found”, Jazz said and walked away.
“That makes no sense”, red frontliner yelled after him.
“What do you think he meant? And why would we hurt Prowl?” Sunstreaker asked his brother.
“I don’t know. I hate it when Jazz is cryptic”, Sideswipe blurted and sat down.
“He said that Prowl might smile to us. What does that mean? That Prowl likes us?” Sunstreaker said and started pacing around.
“I don’t know. Although … he did crash when you said that we like him”, red frontliner remembered.
“Yeah. He had thought that we hated him. How could he think something like that?”
“Well, we are always in trouble and we complain when he punishes us. And we are not the most easy bots to get along with. You are always angry and I keep causing trouble. But hate is such a strong word.”
“Maybe he’s insecure”, Sunstreaker said and stopped pacing.
“Yes. Emotions aren’t his strongest aspects”, Sideswipe nodded.
“So Prowl likes us and I mean like like, or that’s how I would decode Jazz’s words. It would also explain his threat”, the yellow frontliner said and sat down next to his brother.
“We like Prowl as you said to him earlier, but do we like him like that?” Sideswipe asked wondering about it as he spoke.
“I don’t know. I have never thought about it. He is a sight for sore optics though. I would love to play with his doorwings”, Sunstreaker admitted.
Red frontliner gave a laugh. “You have a thing with the wings. I know that. But forget the doorwings. What you think about Prowl himself?”
Sunstreaker leaned on the wall and off-lined his optics. He wasn’t good with his emotions. That was something he and the second in command had in common, but they channeled it in different ways. The tactician isolated himself while he and his brother got troubles.
“Prowl wants us both. He understands us when most bots don’t”, the yellow frontliner said. He and his brother were close. They had had their share of lovers, but those never lasted. His partners were always jealous about the time he spent with his brother. Sideswipe was the other half of his spark and always would be. Nothing could change that. “What do you think?”
“You know me. I have an authority kink”, red frontliner said. “Seriously though he is interesting. I wouldn’t mind getting to know him better.”
“Are we really contemplating this?” Sunstreaker asked.
“Yes we are and I at least know what I want to do”, Sideswipe said and grinned.
“I suspect I’m thinking the same thing, but how do we approach him? I seriously doubt that our lovely tactician will take the initiative.”
“I have an idea, but first we have to get out of here. Who would want to spend their free time in the brig”, the red frontliner said and stood up. “Let’s go.”
Next: The twins enter Prowl’s office with a surprise gift.
Chapter: 5/17
Fandom: Transformers
Rating: M
Warnings: Off-screen violence, light smut, spark interfacing
Relationships: Prowl/Sideswipe/Sunstreaker
Characters: Jazz, Sideswipe, Sunstreaker
Summary: G1. Earth. Prowl is slowly dying. There is something that could save him, but is he ready to do it?
Chapter 5 of 17
Jazz went to the brig. He was there to set the twins free, but before that he wanted to have a serious discussion with them. After the surprise Jazz found that he wasn’t so astonished about the fact that Prowl liked the twins than he had first thought. The red and yellow frontliners had more than met the optics. Even if the twins were undisciplined and rowdy they were also loyal, brave and stubborn. All of those were qualities he could also associate with the tactician. Contrary to the second in command earlier, he hadn’t believed for a moment that the twins hated Prowl. Sideswipe and Sunstreaker grumbled at the discipline, but they also respected the tactician. But was there more? He had no idea.
“Good morning”, the saboteur started with a bright smile.
Red frontliner turned on the berth and sat up. “What brings you here? Surely not our lovely personalities.”
“Prowl”, Jazz’s answer was short and to the point.
“So, something is wrong?” Sunstreaker asked.
“Yes, but it’s personal. Prowl will tell you if he wants to.”
“He is in no danger, right?” Sideswipe asked carefully.
“No, he is in no immediate danger”, Jazz said and leaned on the wall.
“But he is in danger”, Sunstreaker said not letting the matter drop.
“As I said, it’s something he will tell himself if he wants to. Not me. But you don’t have to worry about that”, the saboteur answered the yellow frontliner’s indirect question.
Sunstreaker didn’t look satisfied, but he didn’t push Jazz. He felt his brother’s calming hand on his shoulder. If the saboteur didn’t want to tell, he wouldn’t tell. It was that simple.
“Well, what did you want to talk about?” Sideswipe asked changing the topic.
Jazz gazed the twins closely. He had promised to Prowl. Better get to the point. “What do you two think about Prowl?”
“What?” The red frontliner asked.
“It’s a simple question. What you think about Prowl?”
“Why you want to know?” Sunstreaker asked suspiciously.
“Humor me.”
The twins looked at each other and Jazz was aware that a silent conversation was raging. The saboteur had time to wait.
“Ok. We’ll play your game”, Sideswipe said after a while.
“But only this one time”, Sunstreaker continued.
Jazz smiled. It was one of those I’m harmless and innocent smiles, but the twins didn’t buy it.
“We respect him. He keeps us alive during battle, and he is always fair when we do something that requires disciplining”, the red frontliner started.
“Which is often, when my brother is around”, Sunstreaker added.
“Hey”, Sideswipe protested. “It’s not my fault every time.”
“He seems cold and distant, but we know he’s not like that. He occasionally smiles while you and Bluestreak accompany him. Sometimes he even laughs”, Sunstreaker said.
“He might smile to you too”, Jazz shut down the bars in front of the cell. “You are free to go.”
“What?” both of the twins uttered at same time.
“You have already suffered your sentence. You are free to go”, the saboteur repeat.
“No. The smiling part. Why would Prowl smile to us?” Sideswipe asked and Sunstreaker nodded.
“Think about that. And remember, if you hurt him, no piece of you will ever be found”, Jazz said and walked away.
“That makes no sense”, red frontliner yelled after him.
“What do you think he meant? And why would we hurt Prowl?” Sunstreaker asked his brother.
“I don’t know. I hate it when Jazz is cryptic”, Sideswipe blurted and sat down.
“He said that Prowl might smile to us. What does that mean? That Prowl likes us?” Sunstreaker said and started pacing around.
“I don’t know. Although … he did crash when you said that we like him”, red frontliner remembered.
“Yeah. He had thought that we hated him. How could he think something like that?”
“Well, we are always in trouble and we complain when he punishes us. And we are not the most easy bots to get along with. You are always angry and I keep causing trouble. But hate is such a strong word.”
“Maybe he’s insecure”, Sunstreaker said and stopped pacing.
“Yes. Emotions aren’t his strongest aspects”, Sideswipe nodded.
“So Prowl likes us and I mean like like, or that’s how I would decode Jazz’s words. It would also explain his threat”, the yellow frontliner said and sat down next to his brother.
“We like Prowl as you said to him earlier, but do we like him like that?” Sideswipe asked wondering about it as he spoke.
“I don’t know. I have never thought about it. He is a sight for sore optics though. I would love to play with his doorwings”, Sunstreaker admitted.
Red frontliner gave a laugh. “You have a thing with the wings. I know that. But forget the doorwings. What you think about Prowl himself?”
Sunstreaker leaned on the wall and off-lined his optics. He wasn’t good with his emotions. That was something he and the second in command had in common, but they channeled it in different ways. The tactician isolated himself while he and his brother got troubles.
“Prowl wants us both. He understands us when most bots don’t”, the yellow frontliner said. He and his brother were close. They had had their share of lovers, but those never lasted. His partners were always jealous about the time he spent with his brother. Sideswipe was the other half of his spark and always would be. Nothing could change that. “What do you think?”
“You know me. I have an authority kink”, red frontliner said. “Seriously though he is interesting. I wouldn’t mind getting to know him better.”
“Are we really contemplating this?” Sunstreaker asked.
“Yes we are and I at least know what I want to do”, Sideswipe said and grinned.
“I suspect I’m thinking the same thing, but how do we approach him? I seriously doubt that our lovely tactician will take the initiative.”
“I have an idea, but first we have to get out of here. Who would want to spend their free time in the brig”, the red frontliner said and stood up. “Let’s go.”
Next: The twins enter Prowl’s office with a surprise gift.