Robocity World ~ View topic - [Fanfic] TMI (PG-13, Featuring Prowl, Jazz, and Rebecca)

This little piece is the result of a silly comment I made to LuanaTF on Deviantart. If I was an awesome artist like her, I would have drawn a picture, and it would have been a funny picture, but since I can't draw, I wrote, and it ended up being not so funny. I used the bits of information I was able to glean from various Robocity artworks to form the characterizations you see here. As a result, Prowl decided to show how unhappy he is. Poor guy... Sad

The title is TMI, which is short for Too Much Information, for you non English speakers. People often say stuff like "TMI!" when their aunt starts talking about her bowel surgery or something... Wink

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TMI

Prowl drifted slowly back to awareness. This afternoon nap had been a great idea because he had been blessed with a miraculously untroubled period of rest. Unfortunately he knew that this good mood was not going to last, and his nightmares would return all the stronger the next time he dared to close his eyes. But, for the moment he felt comfortable, relaxed, and sort of lazy. It was a nice feeling.

He'd initially gone to bed in order to feel sorry for himself. Jazz had been out with Rebecca, and since it was still early he figured they were still out somewhere, doing whatever boyfriends and girlfriends did. His 'brother' was spending so much time with that... that girl, and Prowl didn't know what to do with himself when left to his own devices. He didn't have a lot of friends, and was often very lonely.

Prowl shifted on the bed and he heard a sound.

"Shh..." Jazz whispered, "you'll wake him up."

"Then stop tickling me!" the low voice of Rebecca answered, with a soft giggle.

"I thought you liked it," Prowl's adoptive brother murmured.

"Mmm..." Rebecca purred, and a huge, ominous silence filled the room once more, broken once in a while by faint, wet-sounding noises that made Prowl's insides turn unpleasantly.

They couldn't be doing what he thought they were doing!

Very carefully he crept to the edge of the bunk bed and hung his head over, then pulled back sharply, with more than he ever wanted or needed to know about his brother's love life searing his optics. No one had been naked, which was a small mercy, but the sight of Rebecca cuddled entirely too comfortably atop Jazz as they exchanged wet, sloppy kisses was more than he could bear.

Prowl grabbed his pillow and jammed it over his head, trying to will the awfulness to go away. He was so embarrassed! His face felt like it was on fire, and his optics were beginning to fill with tears he didn't quite understand.

"Mmmf... Did you hear something?" Rebecca asked.

"What you heard was me!" Prowl growled, still under the pillow. "I'm awake now, so can you please take your make-out session somewhere else?"

"Eheheheh, errr, sorry?" Jazz chuckled uncomfortably. "You were sleeping so well for once that we didn't want to wake you."

"I wish you had!" the younger robot muttered. "I think I've gone blind!"

There was the sound of someone climbing the ladder to his bunk, and from the quiet footsteps Prowl knew it was Rebecca, because Jazz was heavier, and he always clanked. A soft hand brushed his leg, making him jump. "Prowl? Are you alright? I'm sorry we made you uncomfortable."

"Just leave me alone," he said miserably, "please."

Awwww! XD Ahahah, believe it or not, a situation that's sort-of like this will actually happen in the comic I'm doing! xD Well, will be more dramatic and not so funny in the comic, but... Gosh, I love this fic you wrote!!!! X3
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Ahahahah!!!! XD Don't worry, the Robocitans MUST obey their creator ;P And if their creator says the fans can write the silliest fics ever... well, they gotta accept it! XD

Don't worry, go ahead and have fun ^___- I'm having fun too!
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Good writeing, heh heh! I use to try to write fanfics, but none ever seem to turn out.
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