P.S. I Love You Part 3Minor slash warning, shounen-ai content. He wandered the halls, contemplating what was said to him, not sure what he would do as he let his feet carry him where they pleased. He sighed, feeling confused and even more embarrassed than he had been before he talked to his superior. He wished slightly that he could go back and erase what he had done, for he was sure that the cop had managed to see past his words. Jazzs mind kept flitting to different circumstances and with every new thought it made him more and more uneasy about what he had wanted to do. Only a tiny portion of his conscious told him that Prowl would accept what he wa
P.S. I Love You Part 2Minor Slash warning, Shounen-ai content. Morning came earlier than Prowl wanted it to, but he knew he couldnt stay in Recharge forever. His circuitry slowly coming back online, it alighted his other senses as it went, bringing up his optics first. Needless to say, he got a nice recharge, but something kept disturbing his subconscious as he slept. Those words kept going through his head, spreading warmth every time he thought about them Looking behind him he saw the wall and nothing more; the Energon having worn off hours ago, and with it, the slanted writing had vanished. Sighing, he wished he knew who had written it. For
P.S. I Love You Part 1Minor Slash warning, Shounen-ai content. The wind so cold, the night so young. The ark was quiet, for once, or at least as quiet as a base can be with giant robots inhabiting the vicinity. An over-stressed cop, second-in-command, sat near a console, Teletraans security screens blazing in the darkened room. Prowl had inadvertently turned off his optics, his circuits throbbing and threatening to go on the fritz again. He needed to recharge; he could feel the strain on his receptors that staying awake for two nights in a row had done. He had a cup of Energon next to him, and sure, that would give him a boost, but he knew that nothin
P.S. I Love You Part 4Minor Slash warning, Shounen-ai content. The ark was in chaos as Prowl raced out of the Medbay, Ratchet staying behind to tend to Ironhide. Autobots were running here and there as shots were fired, echoing in the large room. A missile flew past the cop and he dove for cover back into the Medbay entrance as the explosion rocked the old volcano from top to bottom. Looking up he saw a Seeker disappear around the corner toward the entrance to the base, followed by Hound, a large piece of the Seekers wing in his grasp. Status report, soldier! Prowl yelled at the army mech as he came out, his optics scanning for danger. He