A.... Pirate

Chapter 8

You smiled softly and nuzzled closer to your Aunt's chassis. She rubbed gently at your back and gaze around the empty apartment. She looked down at you concern in her optics.

"Where is your carrier?" She spoke softly stroking your helm

You smiled, "Ma had t' go work wit' another client!"

Your aunt rubbed your cheek with a thumb, "And she left you here alone?"

You smiled and nodded, "Mmhmm!"

She sighed heavily, "Did she at least feed you?"

You paused and shook your helm and rubbed your tanks slightly, "I be mighty starvin'.."

She hums and lifts you up, "Then let's get you something to eat."

You smiled happily and nodded as she placed you on the counter as she searched the stained kitchen for food.

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You purred softly nuzzling close to Prowl's chassis as he over your shoulders and upper back as he laid propped on a tree. You lay between his stabilizers your arms holding him close and soaking up his warmth. You looked up at him over the brim of your hat to see his optics memorizing every detail of your form. You smiled gently at him.

"... I be sorry Prowler.." you spoke softly

"It doesn't matter. It was my fault." He replied rubbing your shoulders

"No, th' first time was nah yer fault... th' first time, I was scared. I was frightened by th' aspect o'... I guess becomin' like me carrier, or nah seein' wha' th' universe had t' offer..." you paused taking a vent, "I be sorry fer all th' scrap I put ye through... I be sorry fer bein' a yellow-bellied cur 'n nah facin' me problems... I be sorry fer hurtin' ye..."

Prowl gently shushed you, "I didn't understand why you did what you did, and I might never fully understand, but I'm willing to forgive and give you another chance."

You stared at his face, "Wha' do ye mean by that Prowler?"

He heaved a shivering vent, "(y/n), I have known you for a very long time," this sounded familiar a growing feeling of Déjà vu filling you, "And, we've grown closer... (y/n) I want to see you smile every solar-cycle. To make you laugh at any opportunity, to show how much I love you." Your optics widened, this was his speech from his first proposal to you

"I... I was angry when you first left... I couldn't understand why you would ever do something so stupid, I swore to myself that I was over you." He looked at you with a small smile, "But when you came back around I realized that wasn't true.. having you in my onlining made me fall in love with you all over..." you kept your optics fixated on your face, "So, (y/n), " he reached up to touch your face, "Can I call you my sparkmate?"

You looked away teary opticed, "P-prowler..." you didn't know how to respond in a the same poetic manner so let's screw the mood, "Let's play a game. Winner dates th' scallywag~" you spoke looking straight at him

Prowl stared at you his helm tilted his dermas tilting slightly, "Did you just use a pick up line?"

You paused a looked away, "I  be a piece o' trash..."

"As someone who cares deeply about the environment I am obligated at pick you up." You shot your helm to him a dark cooler filling your face, "Is sometime tomorrow ok?"

You laughed flusteredly at him, "Yer smile be th' most beautiful curve on yer protoform.~" if he wanted a challenge than he would get one

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"Lets learn t' play a woodwind instrument together, I'll blow ye finger." You laughed at the overly flushed Prowl trying to hide his face in his servos

"Sssttoooppp!!" He stammered

"'tis wha' ye jus' asked t' be yer mate Prowler. 'n if ye haven't gotten th' hint I would love t' be yer love." You snickered nuzzling under his chin

He sighed loudly, "I don't regret it.... I'm sure the others will be happy your home."

You smiled softly, "I suppose we should get headed back that way huh?" You spoke standing

Prowl soon stood up as well and you handed him the visor you held in your servo. He smiled warmly at you and transformed and you followed suit. You felt happily to drive beside him again.