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Summery: (G1 fic) After going to Cybertron on a mission, Prowl had gotten captured by Shockwave when he just gotten there. The Decepticon that was left on Cybertron thought to test out a new computer virus Megatron had order him to create for the Autobots on Prowl. While the new virus start at Prowl’s systems, can Prowl escape?
“blah” – Normal human speck
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‘blah’ – Comm. Specking
One Of The Few
By Yami-Yugi
Chapter 7
Many days later Ratchet released Prowl from med bay but had asked Prime to put him on very light duty. The tactician was well enough to go back to some of his duties but still not well enough to go into battle yet. Even though he was back to helping out in the Ark, Prowl was still amazed that the twins still wasn’t causing trouble. Maybe I should get sick more often? he thought amused to himself as he sat at his normal desk working on paper work that had piled up while he was held up with that virus.
As he typed on his main data pad, he felt a hand rest on his shoulder. “How ya holdin’ up Prowl?”
“Fine, I should be caught up in a couple more breems.” He said as he worked.
Jazz suddenly stood in front of his desk with a smile on his faceplate. “Why don’t ya take a break?” he said.
“I don’t know...”
“Me and the twins are going to meet Spike, Bumblebee, and Sunscreen in the rec room to play a game. Why don’t ya come and join us?”
“But my work...”
“It will still be here.” said Jazz, still smiling “Ratchet did say for ya to still take it easy.”
“Well he did, but I don’t see...”
“Come on.” Jazz said as he grabbed Prowl’s hand and pulled the black and white Dustan to his feet.
“But Jazz...”
“It will be fun.” With that the SIC was pulled out of the room.
- - -
Optimus was walking down the halls towards the rec room. As he past... “Hey! Get off of me! You’re scuffing up my paint!”
“Don’t get mad this was your idea!” Sunscreen’s voice was heard.
“I would if Jazz gets his aft off my door wing.”
“Ya know I would if Sides get off of me.”
Curious now, Optimus came into the rec room. “What in Primus is going on in here...” To his optics meet with an image of a small Autobot pile up in the middle of the rec room floor. Sunstreaker was on the bottom of the pile, fallowed by Prowl, then Jazz, and then Sideswipe on top. Spike, Bumblebee, and Sunscreen was sitting on the sidelines.
“Oh hey Optimus.” said Jazz from his position in between Prowl and Sideswipe.
“Do I have to ask what’s going on in here?” Optimus asked a bit worried and confused.
“We’re playing Twister.” said Sunstreaker. That’s when Optimus notice the Autobot sized Twister matt below the pile of Autobots.
“Correction, we WERE playing Twister until Sideswipe couldn’t reach so we ended up like this.” Prowl said. Optimus could have sworn to Primus that he could hear some amusement in his second in command’s voice.
Optimus raised an optic edge as he looked towards the two small Autobots that sat with Spike. “We lost WAY before this.” explained Bumblebee.
Now Optimus looked worried as he looked at Spike. “Hey don’t worry, I was calling out the instructions.” said Spike as he held up the board that had the spinner that tells where to put what where. Optimus sighed in relief.
"Wanna play sir?" asked Sideswipe from on top of Jazz.
Optimus smiled a bit. "...No, maybe some other time. I was just curious is all."
"Okay suite yourself sir."
"SIDESWIPE GET OFF!" the others shouted.
"Okay okay!" he said, getting up. After Jazz finally gotten off he helped Prowl from his position off of Sunstreaker.
"Thanks, you guys, that was fun," Prowl smiled.
"See I told ya this is just what Ratchet ordered." Jazz said with a smile. Prowl nods. Optimus smiled a bit this.
"Well, the game was fun, but I should get back to my piles of paperwork," said Prowl.
"Awww come on Prowl, stay and play another round with us." said Sideswipe.
"I don't know...I should get back to work."
"Pleaseee Prowl?"
"No, I need to catch up."
Optimus watched Prowl leave and shrugged. "Well, even if it was only one round, it was enough."
"Okay now what?" asked Spike.
"We still play I guess," said Sunscreen. Optimus just smiled and went on his way.
Well at least things are slowly going back to normal around here.
- - -
Later on that day, Prowl finished up with all his back up paper work. He looked around his office for something else to do. At that moment the alarms sounded for another Decepticon attack. Prowl sighs. He wanted to join the battle to help but he still wasn’t cleared by Ratchet. He slowly got up from his chair and walked out of his office. He had to move out of the way of a wave of Autobots headed to the battle. Once the halls were empty again, Prowl sighs again.
- - -
Many hours later, after the battle, the Autobots returned to the Ark. A small group of Autobots walked into the Rec Room, they were met with a strange sight. There sitting on the Autobot size couch apparently in recharge, was Prowl and what added to the odd site was the TV that was in the room was playing an old movie. “Looks like Prowl was done with his work and decided to watch a movie but got either bored with it or tired and went to sleep instead.” said Wheeljack with a smile in his voice.
“Jazz,” started Ratchet “Get Prowl to his quarters so he won’t be disturbed.”
“Sure thing Ratchet.” He gently picked up the sleeping tactician and carried him back to his room.
"So when should you ask Prime to put him back to full duty?" Wheeljack asked his friend.
"Well..." Ratchet started. "I was thinking of asking about partial duty tomorrow. He's still not battle ready, but he should be able to compute battle strategies alright."
"Well he won't be bored any more when that comes to it." Wheeljack said with another smile. Ratchet just smiled a rare smile.
- - -
Meanwhile, Jazz finally got the sleeping tactician to his quarters. He carefully placed him in his recharge bed before closing the door to his quarters. Sleep well buddy. Jazz thought with a smile.