Slag aka Language and Life Lessons

Summery: Don't teach Annabelle Lennox bad words... Her mother doesn't like it. One shot. Bayverse with G1 influence. Takes place after 07 movie, and Jazz is alive/back from the dead.

Disclaimer: Still don't own transformers... just a bar of soap.

AN: I blame this on crescent-moon-demon. She gave me the rabid plot bunny, and a chunk of the text.

Jazz stared as Maggie ran into the rec-room at breakneck speed and dived under a counter in the human section and hissed "I'm not here", just moments before Sarah Lennox came storming into the room.

"MAGGIE MADSEN GET YOUR BUTT BACK HERE!" Jazz and Prowl looked at each other as half the 'bots in the room stared in shock at Sarah, having never seen her in such a state before. Angry, yes. This however...

While Sarah searched the room for Maggie, Ironhide came in with Will and Annabelle. Annabelle giggling happily and grinning wildly, while Will looked decidedly amused. For once it wasn't him in trouble with his wife, though he did feel a bit sorry for Maggie... Not that he was going to do anything to help her, he didn't like the couch, it hurt his back.

Sarah found Maggie rather quickly, the latter bolted like a bat out of hell with Sarah hot on her heels and waving a bar of soap.

Jazz watched Maggie tear around the corner, screaming something about psychotic, paternal
instincts and had to ask "'Ey Will, this some sort o' crazy human tradition o' something?"

Will just shook his head as Sarah tackled Maggie and proceeded to shove the bar of soap in her mouth. "Sarah's on a language kick... As in... use bad language around Annabelle, and she'll kick your as... aft."

Sarah left Maggie spitting out bubbles from the soap while promising to watch her language around little ears, and made a beeline for her daughter. Of course, little Annabelle found this all quite amusing and while bouncing in her daddies arms, yelled out her new favorite word in her excitement. "SLAG!"

The entire room got very quiet and stared, even Maggie stopped trying to get the taste of soap out of her mouth.

Will's eyes went wide and Sarah rapidly turned on a sheepish looking Ironhide, who was trying to back out of the room unnoticed. Her voice deadly calm, Sarah glared at him "I might not be able to wash out your mouth..." her tone of voice promised much pain.

Jazz shook his head and looked at Prowl. "Remind me never to tick 'er off." Prowl nodded in response and watched as Ironhide bolted from the room while Sarah yelled something about removing his ability to swear.

"...Jazz..."

"Yes Prowl?"

Prowl knew Ratchet probably wouldn't have taught Sarah, so "...Do I want to know who taught her to remove vocal components..."

"... Probably not..."

"... We are going to be discussing this later."

Jazz looked a bit sheepish at being found out so easily. "Yes Prowl."