Transformers One-Shots

I Fight For You

A/N: HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!!!!! I'm so sorry about not posting anything lately but a lot of stuff has been happening so I haven't had time. But I'll keep trying, planning, and writing I swear upon the Allspark! I want to say thank you to JediWolfGirl for giving me the idea for this one shot so go check out her stories on Wattpad and read and review! Also let me know in your reviews if you want me to make this a collection of one shots with other pairings.

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I DO NOT OWN TRANSFORMERS

"Ey Prowler! Here's da reports you've been bugging me fo'"

Prowl's door wing twitches as the saboteur saunters into his office and drops a data pad in his lap. It was literally in his lap! Looking up from his screen he saw Jazz was sitting on his desk, leaning towards him with his helm resting on his servo. Snapping his wing up into a sharp V, Prowl narrowed his optics at the bot.

"Get off my desk"

At this the bot just grinned before leaning in even closer towards Prowl.

"Naw, ah kinda like it up here. Never been this high up befo'."

Not looking up from his screen Prowl replied. "That statement is false. You have been sitting in places with greater height than my desk."

"Really? Like where Prowler?"

"My destination is Prowl. If we are referring to height as the distance from the bottom of your pedes to the ground, the C-17s we travel in when answering a possible Decepticon disturbance achieves greater height than my desk. You also obtained a great height when foolishly challenging Megatron atop a skyscraper in Mission City. A greater height was also achieved-"

"Rhetorical question Prowler. Anyway, you free tomorrow?"

"No."

Frowning, Prowl also saw that Jazz's day was occupied as well with two patrols, monitor duty, a medical check-up with Ratchet, and co-teaching a training session with Ironhide. This gave the silver spy about two hours to himself for the day.

"From what this schedule displays neither are you. Now if that is all I have other matters to attend to. I'll be sure to look over your report."

Allowing himself a quick glance at the silver bot he saw the mech's posture was slightly deflated, his lip plates had a downward tilt to them. But, to use human terminology, in a blink of an eye he had regained his carefree attitude.

"Yeah that's true. Thought ah do got bout two hours to mahself, care to catch a few cubes and kick it in the lounge?"

Prowl grimaced and shook his helm. "No thank you, I dislike the lounge and I have a sufficient supply of energon cubes in my office. Good cycle."

With that Prowl turned back to the monitor screen, signaling the end of the conversation.

Sighing quietly, Jazz hopped down from Prowl's desk grinning.

"Suit yourself Prowler. If ya change your processor you know where to find meh."

Prowl gave an acknowledging flick of his right wing as he continued to type until he heard the swish of the door opening and closing after Jazz. Pausing in his typing Prowl looked back at the door from where Jazz had left. Checking his chronometer, he decided to take a short break and took the cube Jazz had left for him.

Taking a sip of the plain energon, Prowl sat back in his chair and began to process. He was well aware of the motives behind Jazz's line of questioning. Tomorrow was the human holiday called Valentine's Day where the human's celebrated their love and affection for their mates. To Prowl the holiday was highly illogical. There shouldn't have to be a specific day where you make your affection for your mate known, you should do that on a regular basis otherwise what is the point of tying your life to them if you only show affection for them once a year?