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Pairing prowl with Jazz and Bee With an old friend *smiles*

Transformers is property of Hasbro. The story and Character Short Circuit belongs to me and will not be used in any way be another person without my permission.
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Bumblebee woke in the Medibay by the soothing words of Jazz.

“Your lucky to have such good friends.”

Bee dug his face plate into the pillow and started to cry. The memories leaked back into his processor.

“Ratchet! Get the slag up.” Jazz yelled. “somethings wrong with Bumblebee.”

Ratchet shot up from his desk and come over to the recharge berth. He gently sat down putting his hand on his shoulder. For once that cranky old bot showed that he cared.

“your safe now,” Ratchet said in a gentle calm tone. “your with people who care.”

Bee turned around gripping Ratchet in a hug.

“Prowl wanted to see you as soon as you woke up.”

“I can't face him, not yet” Bee started to cry even more.

“don't worry your processors,” Jazz added. “i was worried sick about you.”

“Jazz stay out of it,” the medic growled.

“sorry, I was just trying to cheer him up.”

“where is Wasp.” that question was the last one Ratchet thought he would hear from the little bot.

“he is being held down in the basement,” the medic muttered. Trying to stay off that subject. “i had to put him into stasis because he wouldn't stop yelling Bumble bot. I presume thats you.”

“yes,” he admitted. “he was a fellow student in the elite guard boot camp. I always thought he hated my processors, but now I'm not so sure. For so long all he thought of was killing me, but now that he knows the truth I don't think he is all that bad anymore.”

“that is not for you to decide,” Prowl said as he came into the room.

He had a slight twitch in his servos and an annoying looking posture. When Bee saw this he knew what was coming. He let go of Ratchet and turned on his face again, curling up in feital position, crying into the pillow again.

“i knew I should have meditated before confronting something like this,” Prowl said.

“what is your malfunction you self centered protoform,” Ratchet growled activating his electro magnets.

“yea Ratchets got a point. Your being a little sparkless.” Jazz added again.

“Ratchet off line Jazz and leave. I need some time with Bee.”

“you will have to crush my processors before I let you alone with him.” Ratchets tone was offensive.

Prowl ignored him and walked toward the berth.

“I will give you enough privacy to talk but my audios will be on high. Jazz what did I tell you now slagget go into recharge.”

“Fine, man you need to let out some steam.”

Ratchet went to his desk to continue paper work which was piled high enough to last him hours. Bee didn't even look up at him. He just stayed in that position knowing that their relationship was all over. Tears were now soaking the large pillow.

Prowl walked slowly to the berth and sat beside the yellow ball ghosting his servos down his back. Bee shivered and gave a slight sigh.

“I need to know what happened to you. I'm....... well I'm happy to at least see your OK.”

“OK.....OK!, I'm far from OK. I was captured, raped........”

He started crying again.

“I was out cold for only hours after the capture and you think I'm OK!”

“You have been off line for 3 earth days.”

“What!”

Ratchet jumped up, hearing prime yelling down the hall

“stop! Now is not the time to see him!”

the doors to the medibay slammed open and a youngling about the same age at Bee ran in horrified at what he saw Prowl doing. He charged the nodes in the tips of his digits and fired thin yellow E.M.P beams at the ninja bot. Prowl tried to dodge the beams but only escaped five. He was hit in the chest by the other five, knocking out his main systems. He fell to the ground and went into an emergency reboot which could take hours.

“What the frag, who are you!” Ratchet yelled, charging his electro magnets.

The youngling bot ignored him and walked to the berth, laying close to Bee. The yellow bot didn't bother to look at who it was, nor did he care, until he felt servos wrap around his waist. He reached back feeling dull spikes at his elbows. His hopes jumped. He moved his digits to feel the top of the young bots head to confirm his suspensions. When he felt multiple spikes he flipped around giving the bot a massive hug.

“Your here.”

“Well after hearing what happened how could I stay away.”

“How did you know about what happened?”

“optimus called me as soon as Ratchet found you in that cave.”

“Bumblebee who may I ask is this,” Ratchet said in a tone almost annoyed  and confused at the same time.

“Its the one bot I'd trust my spark with.”

“My name is Short Circuit.”

“And you two are.........?”

“Well....... about that..... uhhh....... we were first friends when we first could walk. Then we kind of got into something and one event lead to another and we became bond mates.” Bee said

“And with our parental units being friends they approved of us being together.” Ratchet almost started twitching after Short Circuit finished talking.

“Before you continue to talk let me look at your voice processor and fix it.”

“Don't! There is nothing wrong with it. The almost echo in my voice has been there since my sparkling years.”

“well your stalling my processors.”

“well why do you think he was named Short Circuit.” Bee interrupted.

“as I was saying, I was so tired of feeling an ache in my spark for the longest time so thats why I begged Ultra Magnus to stay here with you guys.”

“Bumblebee did you not tell him about Prowl.” Ratchet muttered, not looking forwards to the broken optics he would need to replace.

“But you gave your spark to prowl.”

“no I didn't I only bonded with wires,”

“besides Ratchet, Prowl has a bond with Jazz already."

"wow this is a mess." Ratchet sighed. "How do you tend to run this past prowl."

"I'm not worried about it now."

Optimus interrupted them when he came in.

"You! you have been here no more than a few cycles and already your causing trouble, and disobeying orders." prime was serous and that didn't happen often.

"you were not expected for another 2 weeks and your room isn't finished."

"He will not need it," Bee interrupted. "He will be staying with me."

"I'll get another berth then."

"that also will not be needed." Short Circuit smirked, making Bee smile.

"As long as i get alone time with my little Bee thats all i need."

"Well get your afts out of here before Prowl wakes up." Ratchet added to what prime said.

Short Circuit picked up his little bug and went to his room, following the directions given to him by the one in his arms.

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"I can take prowl to his room too." Jazz squeaked.

"Why you little........wait you weren't recharging. you disobeying little toaster."

"stop complaining, what do you think will happen when prowl wakes up!"

"Go.......But don't"

"yea yea no bonding," Jazz retorted.

"Now get out of here before i turn you into a toaster oven."

Jazz took Prowl to his room, locking the door behind them.

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"So what has my little bot been doing wile we were apart?"

"well......thinking about you, i got some new booster jets. i met this cute little girl named Sari."

Bee stopped when Short Circuit layed him on the berth. he without hesitation climbed in with him snuggling close.

"what were you doing?" he said in a teasing tone.

"I took lessons that the boot camp offered me and am working along side Ironhide with high defense technology. Right now the only thing i perfected was my E.M.P. digit nodes."

"shhhh..... lets talk less now."

Shorty was wide eyed when Bee suddenly kissed him. the kiss deepened when their glossas intertwined each other.

"st....stop Ratchet said you cant bond with me yet." Shorty said breaking away.

"Well i guess your right. I'll save the fun for tomorrow night. you better be ready for five years of spark ache for you all at once."

"good night my little bug," Shorty said in a tone of anticipation.