I Have No Excuse

Untitled Part 27

The fact that there was a written language was something that really made the place explode with excitement. Percy and Jack were down studying the symbols and making copies of them for further examination later. A new goal was added to our little list now. Get Prowl to write down more symbols. We knew how to spell coral now in their language, but I very much doubted that we would ever be able to say it. Hopefully they could at least be able to understand what we say even if they couldn't figure out how to speak our language.

However it seemed that language was just harder to teach now since he was thinking that we didn't know what we were doing instead of the other way around. Blaster found that just hilarious. Everytime I tried to teach him a word Prowl would look at me like he couldn't believe how stupid I was. So far he hadn't carved down another 'word' to show us. He just wrote down the same one and pointed at it as he stared at me.

"What? I don't understand what ya want me to do here. What do ya want?"

Prowl just pointed at the three symbols again.

"Yeah I get it. It's coral. I know what those three symbols mean now. Great, but what do ya want me to do with it?"

He tapped them a few times and I gave a dramatic and exasperated sigh as I ran a hand down my face. And Blaster was laughing at my misfortune yet again.

"What? Why don't You try to figure out what he wants. Huh?"

"No thank you. I am content just watching."

"I can see that, but I really could use some help here. I don't speak... I don't speak Prowl."

"You don't speak Prowl?" He laughed again. "I'm pretty sure this looks more like mime. And since he can't speak you have to give him credit for trying to teach You. You were a bad student with human teachers."

"Shut. Your mouth."

"You asked."

"I asked for help in trying to figure out This. Not comments on my school efforts."

"Or lack thereof."

"I will shove ya in the tank. I swear it. I am This close. This Close."

Prowl just simply waited for our little argument to end and my, to his view, pointless gestures. Then he was back to pointing at the symbols.

"What do ya want me to do? I can see it."

Prowl just huffed before he pointed to our little box next.

"What? Yes it's a box." I pulled it closer.

He pointed at it again. I pulled out the coral piece.

"This?" I asked only to get a growl. "Ok no. Shut up, Blaster."

The process of me pulling out items and him growling at me continued before I got to our notebook. That was when he pointed to the symbols and then to the paper.

"Ya want this? Ok. Whatever."

I offered it to him and he just shoved it back with that look again. Then he repeatedly pointed to the symbols and to the notebook a few more times.

"What? I don't get it. What do ya want from me?"

"Oh geez."

"What now? If you're not going to help ya might as well shut up."

"I think he wants you to practice."

"What? Oh come on. Ya can't be serious. Come on, Prowl. I get it. I know what it means now. I swear."

"He doesn't know that. As far as he knows you still don't get it and you're just throwing a fit because you don't want to learn."

"For the love of- Fine."

Prowl settled into Blasters lap more comfortably when I copied the the symbols down.

"There. See? Ya happy?"

He tapped the paper.

"Go on. Write it again." Blaster teased.

"Uuuugggh. You're killing me, Prowl."

Of course Prowl didn't seemed too bothered by my whining. I had written it down enough times to fill the page before he was finally satisfied. I thought I was in the clear before he carved different symbols into the coral chunk. Then he pointed to the sample of seagrass we brought up and to the symbols. Then to to the paper again. He waited with an expectant look. Blaster cracked up as I whined to Prowl who was immovable in his decision as usual. So I was stuck writing down symbols until I finally got an excuse to leave. Never had I ever been so relieved to leave before.

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The next morning I came in to find Blurr arguing with Arcee.

"What happened now?"

"Jazz! Your little pet mer stole my candy! It was horrible! I set it down on the cart to head up and feed Bee and the twins and I come back to find it gone and Bam! I look over and he's on the steps with my snickers bar!"

"You shouldn't have candy in here anyway. He could have choked on the wrapper." Arcee breathed a sigh through her nose.

"But he's still a thief and I swear the green Accuratius brats were laughing at me!"

"They probably were because you were stupid enough to get robbed on land by a creature with no legs. How you didn't hear him get out I have no clue."

"Ya know Prowl can get out and I told ya before that he likes candy." I smirked and he pouted. "Hey if ya eat in front of him and don't share he's gonna snatch it. I learned that back when I first met him."

"It's not fair."

"It was fair."

"How?!"

"You brought in candy, which you're not supposed to do. You didn't hear a mer jump up and drag himself down the steps and to the the cart, snatch a candy bar and make his way back to the steps while you were about only ten feet away. It's fair. Now we need to tell Ratchet and Aid that you were stupid enough to bring in candy and let Prowl get ahold of it. Candy can't be good for him."

"But- but- but-" Blurr sputtered as Arcee dragged him off.

Yeah... I would always love this place.