Author: TacticianZephine PM
Perceptor found some interesting new critters to study.Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Prowl - Chapters: 5 - Words: 2,749 - Reviews: 4 - Favs: 5 - Follows: 7 - Updated: 03-06-12 - Published: 02-19-12 - id: 7851965
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Sooo... I kind of had this idea awhile ago, and I'm just now getting to posting it.
Hey, guys, I'd reeally, really appreciate it if you guys could take a look at something else I've put up, because really no one's been looking at it. It's my other fic "Debbie Sue". No one's really looked at it, and I'd really appreciate if people would review that one. It's a little neglected.
Reviews here are appreciated too, but that other one's been up longer.
"WHERE IS HE?"
Optimus jumped a mile and a half and his rifle went off, firing six useless shots into the air. The humans all flung themselves to the ground, curling up into balls and covering their heads as Lennox yelled "HIT THE DIRT!"
Now, Optimus Prime was not an easily frightened mech, nor was he jumpy, really. Nothing surprised him terribly, not after all of the years he'd had to spend on his toes.
But Prowl never yelled that loudly.
"Geez, what was that?" Epps asked, glancing over at Lennox.
"No clue, but it sounds like Prowl's pissed."
"PERCEPTOR!" Prowl roared again. He, Ratchet, and Ember appeared, all looking furious. It took Lennox a minute to realize why they all looked so angry.
They were each bearing a number of puppies.
Sitting along Ratchet's shoulders were none other than a German Shepard, a mastiff, a Doberman Pinscher, and a black lab.
Similarly on Prowl, sat an Alaskan Malamute, a yellow lab, a bulldog, and an Czechoslovakian Wolfdog. Atop his head sat some a St. Bernard.
Perched on Ember's shoulders were five different types of huskies, and on top of her head were a Canadian Eskimo dog and a Laika.
"My paint will be smudged for weeks!" Ember was saying. Her small entourage barked in agreement.
"Um... what's with all the puppies?" Lennox asked.
"Oh, there's seven more in the Science Lab, they wouldn't follow us," Ratchet snapped. "There's an Afgan Hound, an Irish Wolf Hound, a Great Dane, a Scottish Deer Hound, a Dalmatian, a Blood Hound, and a Shar Pei."
With a nod of agreement, Ember knelt to let her group of puppies get down, and they clustered slightly behind her. Wheeljack appeared from the R&D Lab across the compound. Prowl was the first to spot him, and when the engineer noticed Prowl, he sprinted back toward the entrance.
Prowl snarled. "WHEELJACK! WHERE IS HE?"
Wheeljack continued to run. Prowl looked at Ember and barked something in their native Cybertronian. The dark female took off after the engineer. Wheeljack glanced over his shoulder and sped up. The group of puppies trotted after her, hopelessly far behind.