wishseeker | Prowl's Stalker (Reply)

Prowl's Stalker

Summary: Prowl has a stalker, Jolt offers advice, Wheeljack helps him to feel better.
(A gift for my friend's birthday, based off our RP)
Characters: Prowl, Sideswipe, Bluestreak, Jolt, Wheeljack, Ratchet
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Implied Slash
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Prowl frowned as he stood in the doorway to his quarters and slowly backed out processor aching as his logic center attempted to crash. 'Bluestreak, can you please come and place Sideswipe in the brig; I need to go to the medbay.'

After a moment he heard Bluestreak reply, ‘Sure thing Prowl what did he do this time? You aren’t hurt are you, because you said you are going to the medbay and I don’t want to see you hurt? Where is he?’

‘In my quarters, you don’t need to worry about bringing your own handcuffs,’ he replied turning off his comm. pressing a servo to the side of his helm he tried to relieve the processor ache that was building. He just hoped Ratchet or Jolt could do something for the pain.

Jolt looked up as Prowl entered, “Hello Prowl,” he noticed how the SIC was gripping his head. “Is your processor acting up again? Ratchet warned you about over working.”

Prowl shook his head and winced taking a seat on one of the repair berths. “I haven’t been able to work much at all thanks to Sideswipe, he just won’t leave me alone.”

Jolt moved to grab a scanner, “Here let me see what I can do. Ratchet won’t be back for a while and I’m sure you don’t want to wait.” He began his scan, “So Sideswipe has moved on to harassing you now?”

“Yes, and I don’t understand it. I have told his attention seeking behavior has to stop and now he has moved on from pranking the entire base to,” Prowl stopped flustered. “Just this afternoon I spent an hour explaining to him that his actions were improper and unwanted.”

Jolt cocked an optic ridge as he ran the scan, “Let me get this straight, Sideswipe is lonely and seeking attention and since you are the only mech on base that gives him any attention on a regular basis he has turned his focus to you. Instead of ignoring him and waiting for him to move on you spend an hour giving him your complete attention?” Finishing the scan he made a few adjustments and stepped back.

Realization dawned on Prowl and his doorwings drooped, “I’ve fragged up this haven’t I?”

Jolt bit his lip; maybe he shouldn’t have said anything. “Just a bit, I’m sure you will be able to figure it out.”

Prowl sagged further his arms crossing across his chest, “I think I’m losing my touch.” This would have never happened had he been on top of his game.

Jolt hesitated unsure what he should do, he hadn’t meant to make the SIC feel bad. His processor was scrambling for a way to make him feel better when the door to the medbay opened. Wheeljack stepped in and looked over, tilting his head in question when he spotted Prowl. Jolt opened a comm. line and rushed to explain. ‘Sideswipe has been harassing him again and he’s depressed and I think I made it worse’. He wrung his hands but was surprised when Wheeljack just walked up to the SIC and slung him over his shoulder.

Prowl protested loudly but Wheeljack just hefted him more securely and made his way to the lab, ‘I’ve got it Jolt.’ Jolt was never happier that the lab was sound proof.

When Ratchet came back he couldn’t help but wonder why Jolt kept glancing nervously towards the lab. Sometime later Prowl stalked out of the lab doorwings high obviously pleased with himself. Wheeljack shuffled out sheepishly after him and discreetly requested some paint. Ratchet ignored the paint that was missing from the scientist’s wrists as he handed the other the paint. He didn’t want to know.