Transformers Oneshots: Fail Series

FAIL SERIES: G1/IDW Prowl x cybertronian oc femme

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There were several names no Cybertronian wanted to be named. Glitch was definitely one of them.

Not only was it an incredibly rude insult, it just didn't sound nice.

Nevertheless, Glitch was the name of a shy femme only a few vorns out of the Preparation Center on Cybertron.

"Don't worry! You'll be just fine!" Her dear friend Galaxa told her.

Glitch smiled softly. She had had jobs before but never one this important. She would be working right at the main Autobot headquarters.

The building was underground to protect it from Decepticon bombings and was well hidden.

Glitch entered with Galaxa who already worked there. "You'll be in the office across from me so if you get stuck with something, I'll be right there to help out," Galaxa told her friend. "But don't worry, it's mostly just filing reports and relaying messages. Nothing you haven't done before."

Glitch nodded. "I just hope I don't make any mistakes... this place is so important to the war," she said.

The journey down to the offices wasn't too long. There was plenty of lighting and false windows to help keep the place from seeming like a dungeon.

"That's Springer. He's usually out fighting so you probably won't see much of him," Galaxa said pointing out a tall green mech.
"And that's Jazz. Don't worry about him, he's super forgiving whenever any of the filing bots mess things up and is just overall a nice bot." She pointed to a black and white mech with blue racing stripes and a visor over his optics.

Glitch listened and tried to remember as much as she could. She was always hearing the names of famous Autobots but had never seen most of them. She thought Springer looked intimidating but Jazz did look like a nice bot.

Glitch settled into her small office quite easily and got to work. She got through the reports faster than she thought.

The doorway to Glitch's office was always open so she had a view of the hall. Different bots walked back and forth. She saw a lot of Jazz but noticed another bot.

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"Wait, Wait, wait... are you taking about Prowl?!" Galaxa said.

"Umm, maybe? I don't know his name," Glitch answered. She had told Galaxa about the bot she saw in the hall. She found herself describing him so fondly. They both walked home for the day from work.

"Glitch..." Galaxa moaned, "no... no, you don't get it. He's Prowl. Ice cold workaholic, second biggest afthole in the Autobot army, the first being my ex of course."

"No. Maybe that isn't the bot I saw..." Glitch said.

"Describe him again."

"Well... Mostly white paint scheme but black midsection, tall but not towering, automotive alt I'm assuming by the wheels, strong and commanding but handsome faceplate, and the most piercing blue optics I've ever seen," Glitch said almost losing herself in her flowery description.

"Red horns coming out of his helm?" Galaxa asked.

"Oh. Actually, yes!"

"Uh Huh... devil horns..." Galaxa said with an all too knowing tone.

"Aw, do you really think he's that bad?" Glitch said.

"Yes. And anyone who's spent any amount of time with Prowl will agree with me, except probably Jazz but that's just because he's too pure for this world," Galaxa said.

Glitch sighed softly. She didn't like to believe the worst of someone she hadn't even met. Maybe Galaxa just didn't know Prowl that well?

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The next day came and Glitch was back in her tiny office. She filed the reports but also spent time watching the different Autobots walk past her office.

Glitch turned around and unplugged a data drive from the panel behind her. She didn't hear the bot walk in her office...

"Ahem. You're the new filing bot? Glitch, right?" She heard and turned back around quickly. Glitch stared up with large optics. Prowl stood in front of her holding what must've been a half a dozen data pads.

"I Uh... uh huh," Glitch said. She nodded. "Yes, sir, that's my name."

Prowl just set the data pads down on her desk. "I hope you don't live up to your name..." Prowl mumbled but Glitch heard. He left the room before she knew what happened.

Glitch sank down in her seat in embarrassment.

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(THE END!!!!!!

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Poor Glitch, Prowl can be a bit mean.

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