A.... Pirate

Chapter 14

Prowl walked close behind you was you marched through the crowd of bots helm held high. You stiffened hearing an eerily familiar voice. You yanked your helm around with wide optics seeing your old captain. He was much more scarred up than last time you lied optics on him, but then again you did leave him in an exploding ship. He shouted at the mechs on either side of him. Quickly you grabbed prowls wrist and bolted. You wove your way nimbly through the crowd not sure where you were going. You didn't dare look behind  you but you could hear the bulky Mechs shoving through the crowds after you. 

You whipped down an ally and slipped into an open door and slamed it shut. You placed the deadbolt lock in and slammed your back in the door and slid down onto your aft. You heaved vent Prowl taking a knee beside you. Your optics snapped to the other door when it creeked open. The femme raised her helm to see the both of you and covered her intake with a servo not holding a box of different fabrics. 

You just wanted to meld into the door, or even deal with the Mechs out there wanting your helm then face her. Any one but her. Her beautiful features scrunched as she stared at you with teary(o/c) optics. She slipped her servo down off her intake smearing the dark red coloration there. 

"(Y-y/n)?" She's spoke trying to blink tears from her optics 

"Yeah I didnât come back fer chit chat. I came t' escape th' cruel offlinin' that faced me outside." You snarled standing 

Prowl stood with you and she looked him up and down and smiled slightly. 

"Is This your mate?" She's asked looking back to you 

"Thatâs on a needs t' know basis. 'n ye. Do nah. Needs. T'. Know." you growled 

Prowl finalły spoke up, "(Y/n) who IS this?" 

"This Prowler, be Aspen, me pleasure bot carrier." you growled lowly glaring at them femme 

She beamed slightly and placed the box down and walked to him extending a servo, "As you heard I'm Aspen, little (n/n)'s carrier." 

He took her servo, "Prowl." He looked a You, "(n/n)?" 

You rubbed your optics, "A squiffy nickname from when I was a wee one." 

Aspen laughed happily, "It's good to see you again (y/n)." 

You grunted in response, "Im gonna see if I can get th' arrangements fer a space bridge back. Stay here." You turned to Aspen  "Donât. Try t' frag 'im."

With that you slipped out into the ally. 

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Prowl POV 

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Aspen clicked her glossa slightly, "Would you like to come in for some warm oil?" 

I reluctantly followed her into the main room seeing a patchy couch. Aspen gestured towards it. 

"Go own sit." She walked over to what I could only assume was a kitchen, "I haven't had many guests 'round so I didn't have anything ready." She pulled a drying cloth off a lamp and the room brightened more, "So are you and my daughter friends?" 

"You got it right the first time." I spoke awkwardly 

"Oh! My little scraplet snagged herself a mate!" I blushed softly and cleared my throat pipes As she continued, "Let me tell you what a surprise she was when I found out she was growing in my tanks." 

I spotted a cracked datapad next to me. I picked it up and smiled softly at the little (y/n) smiling up with a ball. The top half of the datapad was broken away blocking whatever bot was there in the photo with her. 

"Her sire and I tried to make it work for awhile for her, but he ended up leaving either way." She chuckled pulling down a few glasses, "He's an absolute glitch leaving my little Energon muffin. He tried to fight for her for awhile, but ain't no way in pits I'm letting a little femme on that ship filled with his "trinkets" (y/n) wouldn't have faired well there anyway." She scoffed, "My Daughter got his spite and battle skills, while she got my stubborn take-no-scraps attitude." 

I hummed as she placed a glass in front of me placing the glass down on the table in front of me. She plopped herself down in a chair holding the glass close to her. 

"Because of my... profession... I had to leave my muffin alone for several hours. It tore me up inside. I never wanted that for her. Never...." she blinked, "My sister was gonna take her from me... and I would have let her too before she offlined." 

"Did she ever talk about her school life?" I asked curious 

"She was usually in recharge by the time I got back. So we never had much time to talk. Maybe that's why she hates me... I don't blame her. I would hate me too."