Hello there! This is a plot bunny I adopted from Witch08 MONTHS ago, and it's been floating around for a while now, why did I spend so long on it? The bunny didn't want to start here, it wanted to go right to the good part, not that I blame it, (though it sure as hell annoyed the crap outta me [its pissed me off so much I'm swearing in English]) but it was…annoying to say the least.

Starshooter: hey, this is three-and-a-bit pages, that's short

Me: read above, and you aren't even in this story! What the pit are you doing here?

Jazz: Ah invited her, which reminds me, you totally butchered mah accent!

Prowl: I'm not sure whether or not that's a bad thing…

Jazz: Prowl!

Prowl: what? And you CAN say my name properly!

Starshooter: course he could, he just wants to-

Me: *threating* Starshooter…

Starshooter: annoy you

Me: *as other bicker* anyways, read on, and I hope you enjoy it!

Prowl looked out of the shuttle window at the city below.

Iacon was a large city. No doubt about that, commonly referred to as the 'Autobot City', and for good reason too. As it was so large, so vast, many Autobots and Neutrals sought refuge here from the Decepticon uprisings.

"We`re nearly there"

"Thank you"

"Meh, just doing my job, and anyways, Praxians gotta help each other out"

The silence continued.

Once again, Prowl stared out of the window of his transportation, wondering, remembering.

"Hey, we`re almost here" that was enough to drag Prowl out of his silence, and back ot reality.

"Thank you"

Still, the silence continued, even as the transport landed on the runway.

"Here you go"

"Thank you"

"Just doing my job, anyways, what kind of Praxian would I be if I didn't take another Praxian to their destination? Especially if my path already took me here"

"Either way, you still have my thanks"

"Don't mention it"

And with that, the shuttle door closed, and the driver took off into the busy traffic.

"You that new recruit?"

"Pardon?"

Prowl turned to see a black mech standing behind him. Tall, wide, and with an impressive display of weaponry, Prowl got the impression that there was something going on that he wasn't in on.

"Are you that taction from Tyger Pax?"

"Yes"

"Well then, I`m Ironhide, weapons specialist and temporary Second In Command"

"Why temporary?"

"The original mech is MIA, presumed KIA, me and Jazz are snowed under with data pads"

Prowl nodded his helm sympathetically, he knew all about the evil that was data pads.

"I could help"

Ironhide looked at him doubtfully, a look prowl recognised.

"I may not look like it, but I used to get all the data pads that the other inhabitants could dump, which cam to about 95% of all data pads"

"Wow…"

"You get used to these things"

"So, you really don't mind…?"

"I made the offer didn't I?"

"Prowl…Prowl…Prowlie…Prowler…*evil chuckle* ma black and white squishy o doom?...ok Prowl, not funny…this isn't funny….Prowler…Prowlie…*BOOM!* Wheeljack just blew up his lab again…*TWINS!* correction, the Twins pulled another prank…Prowler…Prowl…*hhmm* hey prowl, can I `face you senseless on your desk?"

"Mmm"

"Ok then, will you strip fist or me?"

"Mh"

"Good point, ah should get tha camera first as proof"

"Eh"

"Still on single syllables? Good, cause yall be unable to do anyh=thing else one ahm done with ya"

"Meh"

"…Did you just say 'meh' Prowler?"

"Mhmp"

"You must really be outta it?"

"Plh"

"Thas a new one"

"Hmp"

"Ok, this is getting freaky, do ah have ta get Ratchet?"

"No"

"Ok, tha it, ahm taking ya too the medbay"

"NO!"

Jazz jumped backwords and tripped at that, he wasn't expecting such a reaction after all hed said and done.

"I said, no, Jazz, you don't have to get Ratchet, or take me to the medbay"

"Are ya sure? I said a whole bucha stuff and you didn't react, pit, there was even an explosion!"

"An explosion?"

"Yeah, the Twins pulled another prank"

"I`ll be back"

Jazz watched as Prowl raced out of the doorway and towards the "crime scene", undobatbly trying to figure out how much time in the Bring the twins would get, and exacly how much more paperwork he would get now, for some reason he took as much paperwork as he could, and Jazz was one of the only bots who still did all their paperwork themselves.

"Yah do tha Prowler" he said softly

"Ahll be waiting for ya"

So, did you like it? No likely? I've had so much trouble with this fic it isn't funny So, you like? No like? The first bit was a flashback, I just didn't want to make it obvious. So, PLEASE R&R, I need it real bad, and it feeds the bunny's I need to feed!

Also, I know I killed Jazz`s accent, please don't hurt me! *hides behind Prowl*