Fic: The Peril of My Spark (chapter 6)
Title: The Peril of My Spark
Chapter: 6/17
Fandom: Transformers
Rating: M
Warnings: Off-screen violence, light smut, spark interfacing
Relationships: Prowl/Sideswipe/Sunstreaker
Characters: Prowl, Sideswipe/Sunstreaker
Summary: G1. Earth. Prowl is slowly dying. There is something that could save him, but is he ready to do it?
Chapter 6 of 17
Two weeks had gone by and Prowl hadn’t heard anything about the twins. Those two were in angel-mode. Not a single fight or prank had happened. The tactician resigned himself to his lonely fate. He had broken the twins if they didn’t have the courage to do anything in fear of having to face him. At least the second in command could think of no other reason for the twins to suddenly act like model soldiers. Prowl knew he shouldn’t have let Jazz talk to the twins, but he had his own weak moments and that had been one of them. Why had he done that? He should have known better.
The tactician read a report about an explosion in Wheeljack’s laboratory. Even if the twins were behaving, life in the Ark had continued normally. That meant regular explosions in their chief engineer’s lab and the occasional brawl. Cliffjumper, who usually annoyed Sunstreaker, had gotten in trouble with Tracks.
A knock on his door stopped his thoughts in their tracks. It was too early for Optimus to visit and Jazz was on a mission. The second in command put the report back on his desk and took a better posture.
“Enter.”
The door opened and a familiar black helm peeked through the opening.
“Hi, Prowl,” Sideswipe said and stepped inside with a cube of energon in his hand and Sunstreaker in his wake.
The tactician was surprised when he saw the twins after so many days of silence, but he hid it behind an expressionless mask. “How I can help you?” the second in command asked. Prowl was happy that his voice didn’t show how nervous he suddenly was. What did the twins want? Had they come here to mock him.
“It’s mid-shift break and we didn’t see you in the rec room”, Sideswipe said.
“So we decided to bring you energon”, Sunstreaker continued.
The tactician checked his internal chronometer and the twins were right. It was mid-shift break. He had worked through it numerous times. His work never ended.
The red frontliner put the cube down on the desk. Prowl look at it feeling confused. Nobody brought him energon besides Jazz. Well Bluestreak did some times. Was this some kind of prank?
“You can drink it. It isn’t poisoned”, Sideswipe said.
“It’s not a prank”, Sunstreaker continued sensing the second in command’s reluctance.
“Thank you”, the tactician said and slowly took the cube in his hand. His processor worked full time. There was a great probability that this was a prank, but Sunstreaker seemed honest and maybe a little bit unsure or nervous. Even if the twins usually bent the rules as much as possible, they were usually honest. Of course they never admitted to anything, but there were always certain rules when they did pranks.
The tactician decided to trust the twins and took a sip of energon. It tasted the same as always. The twin’s happy expressions confused him. Sideswipe and Sunstreaker seemed honestly happy about such a little thing.
“We have a gift to you”, red frontliner said after Prowl had drank his energon. Sunstreaker took a black and white package from his subspace.
The tactician regarded the twins suspiciously. First energon and now a gift. What was going on?
“Why?”, Prowl asked, but accepted the gift politely.
“You’ll know when you open it”, Sideswipe said impatiently. “So open it.”
The second in command felt both bots gazing at him intently and knew that they waited for him to open the gift right away. For a moment the tactician though about putting the package aside and opening it after his shift was over without extra optics, but something in the twins gaze made him hesitate. They looked unsure and somehow Prowl didn’t want to disappoint them.
“It’s not a bribe”, Sideswipe said when the second in command didn’t open it.
“Thank you.” The tactician didn’t know what else to say. He nodded to the twins and started to open the package. Checkered black and white paper was bound with red and yellow ribbons. The second in command was careful. He didn’t want to damage the paper. After a few moment he had a black and white metal box in his hands, but he didn’t see anyway to open it. He looked up and saw how they grinned at him, but in good way.
“It’s a puzzle. You had to figure out a way to open it”, Sunstreaker said to the confused commander.
“Ah”, Prowl said and directed his attention back to the box. He rotated it in his hands and started to scrutinize everything.
Sideswipe sat down in a chair in front of the second in command’s desk, the tactician didn’t seem to mind. The red frontliner pointed to chair in a corner to his brother. Sideswipe didn’t want to talk and disrupt Prowl’s concentration. Not that it would have. Head tactician was accustomed to directing a battle in chaotic conditions. A little talk wouldn’t have bothered the second in command, but red frontliner wanted to be polite.
The tactician looked focused and relaxed. His demeanor seemed more soft than usual. Was this the Prowl that Jazz and Bluestreak got to see Sideswipe wondered and his brother had similar thoughts. The brothers looked at each other and nodded. They had made the right choice.
After a while there was a small click and the box opened. A smile formed on the second in command’s face. It was small, but it was undeniably a smile. Sideswipe was so happy he thought that he would explode. It had been his idea to put their gift in a puzzle, and after seeing how earnestly the tactician had examined the box, he couldn’t help but smile himself too. Without looking at his side he knew that his brother had the same smile on his face.
Prowl opened the box carefully and picked up a round metallic board with checkered pattern. The second in command placed the board on his desk and looked at the twins.
“There are also pieces”, Sideswipe said.
Inspired by red frontliner’s words the tactician looked in the box and there was a false bottom. Prowl lifted up the bottom and saw three sets of pieces which were obviously chess pieces. He took the biggest one in his hand to study it better, and almost cried out in surprise. It was Optimus. He took the next one and recognize it to be Elita. He went over all the pieces and he recognized every single one. All three set were similar, only the color was different. The second in command was speechless.
“I don’t know what to say”, he said after a while.
“Say yes”, Sideswipe said.
“Yes to what?”
“Come with us to rec room after your shift so we can play a three person chess with you new set. We even went through the trouble of learning the rules.”
“Why ask me?” Prowl asked.
“Don’t be stupid Prowl. This is a our way of asking you to a date”, Sunstreaker blurted out.
“To a date?”
“It’s human slang. We want to court you”, the yellow frontliner clarified.
“Yes. What do you say?” Sideswipe asked.
“I don’t want you to ask me on a date only because Jazz-” The second in command started, but Sideswipe interrupted him.
“Stop. This has nothing to do with Jazz. Yes, he helped us notice certain things, but this is just us in action.”
“We want this”, Sunstreaker added.
The tactician looked at the twins and then at the game board and chess pieces. The twins wanted to go to a date with him. He didn’t know what to think. He was so happy that he hadn’t crashed - yet. This was what he had wanted. Why the hesitation?
“And this is something you both want?”, Prowl asked just to be sure.
“Yes.”
“Yes.”
Both answers came at same time and in a steady voice. The second in command could tell that the twins were serious. They looked at him shyly. It was an adjective that the tactician wouldn’t have used in connection with the frontliners. Maybe they too were nervous. So his answer mattered for them he thought. He looked at the two bots in front of him and decided it was time to be brave. Jazz was going to be so proud of him.
“Yes. I’ll accept the invitation”, Prowl said officially.
“Good”, Sideswipe said and was relived. “So we meet you at the rec room after your shift?”
“Yes. I’ll look forward to it”, the tactician said honestly.
“We won’t bother you anymore. See you later”, Sideswipe said and stood up.
“What my brother says”, Sideswipe growled and follow his brother example.
After the twins left Prowl put the board and the pieces back to were they belonged. He moved the box to a corner of his desk, so he had proof that the last half hour really had happened. He was going on a date with the twins. The second in command smiled at himself and continue to working. He had a very good reason to be ready when his shift ended.
Next: Prowl’s and the twins’ date at the rec room.
Chapter: 6/17
Fandom: Transformers
Rating: M
Warnings: Off-screen violence, light smut, spark interfacing
Relationships: Prowl/Sideswipe/Sunstreaker
Characters: Prowl, Sideswipe/Sunstreaker
Summary: G1. Earth. Prowl is slowly dying. There is something that could save him, but is he ready to do it?
Chapter 6 of 17
Two weeks had gone by and Prowl hadn’t heard anything about the twins. Those two were in angel-mode. Not a single fight or prank had happened. The tactician resigned himself to his lonely fate. He had broken the twins if they didn’t have the courage to do anything in fear of having to face him. At least the second in command could think of no other reason for the twins to suddenly act like model soldiers. Prowl knew he shouldn’t have let Jazz talk to the twins, but he had his own weak moments and that had been one of them. Why had he done that? He should have known better.
The tactician read a report about an explosion in Wheeljack’s laboratory. Even if the twins were behaving, life in the Ark had continued normally. That meant regular explosions in their chief engineer’s lab and the occasional brawl. Cliffjumper, who usually annoyed Sunstreaker, had gotten in trouble with Tracks.
A knock on his door stopped his thoughts in their tracks. It was too early for Optimus to visit and Jazz was on a mission. The second in command put the report back on his desk and took a better posture.
“Enter.”
The door opened and a familiar black helm peeked through the opening.
“Hi, Prowl,” Sideswipe said and stepped inside with a cube of energon in his hand and Sunstreaker in his wake.
The tactician was surprised when he saw the twins after so many days of silence, but he hid it behind an expressionless mask. “How I can help you?” the second in command asked. Prowl was happy that his voice didn’t show how nervous he suddenly was. What did the twins want? Had they come here to mock him.
“It’s mid-shift break and we didn’t see you in the rec room”, Sideswipe said.
“So we decided to bring you energon”, Sunstreaker continued.
The tactician checked his internal chronometer and the twins were right. It was mid-shift break. He had worked through it numerous times. His work never ended.
The red frontliner put the cube down on the desk. Prowl look at it feeling confused. Nobody brought him energon besides Jazz. Well Bluestreak did some times. Was this some kind of prank?
“You can drink it. It isn’t poisoned”, Sideswipe said.
“It’s not a prank”, Sunstreaker continued sensing the second in command’s reluctance.
“Thank you”, the tactician said and slowly took the cube in his hand. His processor worked full time. There was a great probability that this was a prank, but Sunstreaker seemed honest and maybe a little bit unsure or nervous. Even if the twins usually bent the rules as much as possible, they were usually honest. Of course they never admitted to anything, but there were always certain rules when they did pranks.
The tactician decided to trust the twins and took a sip of energon. It tasted the same as always. The twin’s happy expressions confused him. Sideswipe and Sunstreaker seemed honestly happy about such a little thing.
“We have a gift to you”, red frontliner said after Prowl had drank his energon. Sunstreaker took a black and white package from his subspace.
The tactician regarded the twins suspiciously. First energon and now a gift. What was going on?
“Why?”, Prowl asked, but accepted the gift politely.
“You’ll know when you open it”, Sideswipe said impatiently. “So open it.”
The second in command felt both bots gazing at him intently and knew that they waited for him to open the gift right away. For a moment the tactician though about putting the package aside and opening it after his shift was over without extra optics, but something in the twins gaze made him hesitate. They looked unsure and somehow Prowl didn’t want to disappoint them.
“It’s not a bribe”, Sideswipe said when the second in command didn’t open it.
“Thank you.” The tactician didn’t know what else to say. He nodded to the twins and started to open the package. Checkered black and white paper was bound with red and yellow ribbons. The second in command was careful. He didn’t want to damage the paper. After a few moment he had a black and white metal box in his hands, but he didn’t see anyway to open it. He looked up and saw how they grinned at him, but in good way.
“It’s a puzzle. You had to figure out a way to open it”, Sunstreaker said to the confused commander.
“Ah”, Prowl said and directed his attention back to the box. He rotated it in his hands and started to scrutinize everything.
Sideswipe sat down in a chair in front of the second in command’s desk, the tactician didn’t seem to mind. The red frontliner pointed to chair in a corner to his brother. Sideswipe didn’t want to talk and disrupt Prowl’s concentration. Not that it would have. Head tactician was accustomed to directing a battle in chaotic conditions. A little talk wouldn’t have bothered the second in command, but red frontliner wanted to be polite.
The tactician looked focused and relaxed. His demeanor seemed more soft than usual. Was this the Prowl that Jazz and Bluestreak got to see Sideswipe wondered and his brother had similar thoughts. The brothers looked at each other and nodded. They had made the right choice.
After a while there was a small click and the box opened. A smile formed on the second in command’s face. It was small, but it was undeniably a smile. Sideswipe was so happy he thought that he would explode. It had been his idea to put their gift in a puzzle, and after seeing how earnestly the tactician had examined the box, he couldn’t help but smile himself too. Without looking at his side he knew that his brother had the same smile on his face.
Prowl opened the box carefully and picked up a round metallic board with checkered pattern. The second in command placed the board on his desk and looked at the twins.
“There are also pieces”, Sideswipe said.
Inspired by red frontliner’s words the tactician looked in the box and there was a false bottom. Prowl lifted up the bottom and saw three sets of pieces which were obviously chess pieces. He took the biggest one in his hand to study it better, and almost cried out in surprise. It was Optimus. He took the next one and recognize it to be Elita. He went over all the pieces and he recognized every single one. All three set were similar, only the color was different. The second in command was speechless.
“I don’t know what to say”, he said after a while.
“Say yes”, Sideswipe said.
“Yes to what?”
“Come with us to rec room after your shift so we can play a three person chess with you new set. We even went through the trouble of learning the rules.”
“Why ask me?” Prowl asked.
“Don’t be stupid Prowl. This is a our way of asking you to a date”, Sunstreaker blurted out.
“To a date?”
“It’s human slang. We want to court you”, the yellow frontliner clarified.
“Yes. What do you say?” Sideswipe asked.
“I don’t want you to ask me on a date only because Jazz-” The second in command started, but Sideswipe interrupted him.
“Stop. This has nothing to do with Jazz. Yes, he helped us notice certain things, but this is just us in action.”
“We want this”, Sunstreaker added.
The tactician looked at the twins and then at the game board and chess pieces. The twins wanted to go to a date with him. He didn’t know what to think. He was so happy that he hadn’t crashed - yet. This was what he had wanted. Why the hesitation?
“And this is something you both want?”, Prowl asked just to be sure.
“Yes.”
“Yes.”
Both answers came at same time and in a steady voice. The second in command could tell that the twins were serious. They looked at him shyly. It was an adjective that the tactician wouldn’t have used in connection with the frontliners. Maybe they too were nervous. So his answer mattered for them he thought. He looked at the two bots in front of him and decided it was time to be brave. Jazz was going to be so proud of him.
“Yes. I’ll accept the invitation”, Prowl said officially.
“Good”, Sideswipe said and was relived. “So we meet you at the rec room after your shift?”
“Yes. I’ll look forward to it”, the tactician said honestly.
“We won’t bother you anymore. See you later”, Sideswipe said and stood up.
“What my brother says”, Sideswipe growled and follow his brother example.
After the twins left Prowl put the board and the pieces back to were they belonged. He moved the box to a corner of his desk, so he had proof that the last half hour really had happened. He was going on a date with the twins. The second in command smiled at himself and continue to working. He had a very good reason to be ready when his shift ended.
Next: Prowl’s and the twins’ date at the rec room.