Tales from the Med Bay - Prowl

Tales from the Med Bay - Prowl

Disclaimer:

The Transformer universe is owned by Hasbro. I don’t own them, just borrow them to use and abuse, pat their heads and send them home. I make no money from this story. (I wish!!!) I do own a crowd of party Dragons who would enjoy eating and drinking you out of house, home and castle!!!!

Personal Disclaimer:

Dragon would like to point out that she doesn’t condone the use of violence, torture or coercing in any way, shape or form in real life. But these stories are straight out of her warped imagination and she is happy enough to write about it!!

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This should have been for Valentines Day, but I didn’t think of it until today!!! There’s implied slash, but no actual.

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Prowl sat stoically on the med bay table, trying to ignore the warm, pleasant sensations that flooded his neural net.

“For the love of Primus!! Quit twitching!!!” Ratchet snarled.

“I assure you I am trying Ratchet. But even with the sensitivity turned as far down as I can get it to go, it’s difficult.”

Ratchet sighed; he knew that this must be embarrassing for Prowl. ‘I wonder how many pictures of this there are?’ He thought. He would have sworn that there had been more than of a touch of hysterical laughter in Primes voice as he’d gently told his second that his decals had been…………….. Retouched!!

Instead of the normal police decals that usually graced Prowl’s door wings, they now sported pink teddy bears holding red hearts with the words. ‘I love cops’

Ratchet couldn’t stop his lip components quirking into a grin. After all, today WAS the 14th February, St Valentines Day. The Autobots had adopted the day and its ideas as they had a lot of the unusual holidays and customs of their adopted home.

But who had been able to enter the 2IC’ quarters and paint the teddy bears?? There were two contenders. Sideswipe and Jazz, but could either of them paint this well? So maybe that brought in another contender? Or the two acting as one?

Although outwardly, Prowl was the image of calm, inside he was seething. Which one?? Which one?? It wasn’t the decals, privately Prowl thought they were cute. Not that he would ever admit it!! But who had entered his quarters and painted them on??

As a saboteur, Jazz had the skill, but then again, so did Sideswipe!! Primus forbid that Jazz should ever decide that Sides would make a wonderful addition to his little team of infiltrators and spies!!! And the three main suspects were each other’s alibis!!  Jazz had been on patrol with the twins…………………. Hadn’t he??

Hummm!! Yes. He would need to be ……………… interrogated!! Although Prowl was certain that chaining your prisoner to a bunk, writing your name in Energon all over his body and licking it off, wasn’t in any Autobot interrogation manual!! Maybe it should be??

And if it proved not to be him, he was sure he could come up with a……………… suitable punishment for that red pitspawn. Maybe he should be interrogated in the same fashion? That was a technique that Prowl hadn’t tried before. His optics narrowed. Painting? Artist? Were the three of them in it together??

“There you go Prowl.” Ratchet patted his shoulder. “All done. You don’t need your decals repainting. This stuff of Jacks took the new paint off cleanly. Know who it was?”

“Not yet.” Prowl stood, twitching his wings. “But rest assured, I will!!”


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Hee Hee Hee!!!! Why do I think Prowl’s going to just love this interrogation??  And so will the one or should that be three who are to be interrogated???  O_o !!!! If this technique gets out, the queue of ‘bad guys’ will be round the block!!!