Part 1: Roommates

Prowl had moved into the campus dorms a week before classes began, excited and anxious to be starting a new chapter in his life. He waited and waited for his roommate to arrive, and Jazz did, just a day before the new semester of classes started. Prowl was not especially enthusiastic about having to share a room with anybot; he had always valued his space and quiet time. But he figured the most logical thing to do would be to make the best of the situation. He was rather unprepared, however, for a roommate as outgoing and lively as Jazz.

The first thing Jazz did when he met Prowl was tackle him. Well, he didn't actually intend to tackle him, it just ended up that way, much to Prowl's embarrassment. Jazz entered their room for the first time and caught Prowl by surprise, and before the unsuspecting bot could even turn around Jazz rushed up and gave him a giant hug from behind.

"HI THERE ROOMMATE!"

Prowl was so shocked from the energetic greeting that he fell forward onto his recharge bunk, taking Jazz down with him. He was rather confused for a few seconds, and to make things worse his neighbors looked in to see what all the commotion was about. When they saw Prowl laying face down on the recharge bunk with Jazz sprawled on top of him, they burst out laughing and returned to their own rooms.

Jazz immediately got off Prowl and apologized. "Sorry mech, didn't mean to scare ya like that!"

Prowl turned over and stood up. "Umm…no prob-"

"Hey! What's this?" Jazz suddenly inquired about one of the ornaments on Prowl's desk. He picked it up and started turning it over in his hands. "Sure is pretty!"

"Be careful with that please!" Prowl rushed over to Jazz's side and elegantly took the trinket out of his hands. "It's a crystal from the gardens of Praxus, my creators bought it for me. It's very fragile," he said as he placed it back on the desk.

"So you're from Praxus? Cool, mech. Hey, can I ask you a question?"

"…Okay."

"Are doorwings really sensitive?"

Prowl stared nervously, not sure whether he should be more concerned about how to answer or what this new mech's intentions were once he got an answer.

"…Why are you asking?"

"Because it's one of those things I've always wondered about, ya know?"

"…"

"I'm not going to touch 'em! I'm just curious!"

"…Yes, they are."

"Wow! So it's true! Hey, can I ask ya another question?"

"You don't need to ask every time if you can ask me a question," Prowl said pointedly.

"Oh, okay. Well, do ya think ya could help me haul my stuff up? It's all still downstairs."

Prowl was just relieved it wasn't another question about his body. "Yes, I will help you."