Evoke
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Last published Thu, Jun 8, 2017
"Red, why am ah doin this?" Jazz asked turning away from the computer. "Ratchet wants to be sure you and Prowl are alright now that Cerebrum's recovery is going well. He just wants you to do the log as a kind of stress relief." Red Alert explained. Jazz rolled his optics behind his visor. "Ah already said ah am aye-okay." Jazz insisted. Red Alert frowned, "Ratchet polished his wrenches this morning anticipating that answer."
Jazz stiffened.
"Well guess ah got some recording ta do!! Now shoo!" Jazz said waving a servo at the mech after changing his mind. The apprentice nodded satisfied with his response and left as Jazz had asked. The saboteur let out a sigh before pressing record:
"So ah guess ah need to get some stuff out about Prowl and Cerebrum. Not much ta say 'bout her though, we still bonding. Guess that means it's mostly 'bout Prowl then. Uh...how do I feel...we'll ah know there are very few surprises with Prowler now ah days. Now that's not ah bad thing, but it made the news about tha western base bombing all tha worse. Ah know a lot of good mechs like Cliff and lost their sparks in there, but Prowl always seemed...un-offline-able. Heh...guess that's why ah trusted him enough to become sparkmates, ah could depend on him. He'd always come back. So when ah heard tha news that he didn't make it out, ah just couldn't believe it. Ma Prowl, offline? Just didn't feel right. Now ah know why, he wasn't offline he was in stasis lock till Cerebrum found him. Thank Primus that little femme found him. Ah can see that Prowl cares for her and she cares about him. Heck it's hard not to see it. Prowl doesn't often show emotion. Well around others anyway. But when he heard the little femme scream that day ah saw a fire go into his optics. A vengeful, raging protectiveness for her. Then again ah felt tha same way when we rushed in and saw that beast Slackjaw attacking her. That piece of slag...ah hope he's rusting real bad in tha pits for what he did."
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I looked down at my freshly painted acrylic nails. My heart was racing and my palms were sweating. Although I was having a good time. It was time for me to get out with it. I needed to just spit it out. It's a question that's been lingering in my mind all night. It may ruin the night, but for the sake of my sanity I needed to ask Barron. Here goes nothing. "Barron, can I ask you a question?" I said as I twiddled my fingers together nervously. He nodded his head giving me his full attention. "What are we doing?" I asked softly. Barron rested his elbow on the table and shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know, I guess we are hanging out." He answered with no emotion. "Hanging out? You taking me to all these places is just us hanging out?" I said a little taken back. I was not prepared for that reply. I should have known. Have I been reading into this all wrong? ➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖ Farrah is single for the first time in her life and is maneuvering through life. She is finding out her likes and dislikes and shaping into her own person. With her group of friends, she is having fun, partying and having sex... a lot of it. For the first time she is truly happy. When she lands a job of a lifetime she cannot keep her eyes off of her hot boss Barron Lopez. Barron Lopez is a quiet man who is straddling the fence of being a workaholic. He has worked his company from the ground up and is now very successful. Everything is running smoothly until Farrah is hired as one of his employees. Barron struggles with crossing the line with Farrah but he cannot stop thinking about her. ➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖ *Mature Audience Only* Published ~ August 15th 2022 Complete ~ February 4th 2023
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