Double the Police Staff

"Bluestreak?" Prowl asks, more to himself then anyone. "I'm sorry if you are a human and mistake frame-sharing for siblinghood. But I see where your coming from, I've been to Earth and I'm not ignorant." He let out a long huff. "No. He was an adequate sniper and he did his job as best he could with his... mouth."

Prowl felt like a small weight was in his spark chamber and quickly added something before the conversation died. It didn't cause the pressure to leave.

✪✪✪✪✪✪ = Stop being so perfect

"We both are..." The darker Prowl said and wrapped his hands around his alternate self.

"Release me or I'll start treating you worse then I already do." He mumbled and continued skimming his datapad.

While Prowl might not properly be either of them, Prowl spent time on Earth and had studied that races habits. The human female was always more interesting and he actually felt a pang of something when he’d see a “mother” and “offspring” be happy and give hugs. With certain Fathers, he felt the same, but Mothers just seem the natural caregiver in society… Maybe it was overexposure… But Prowl could not celebrate either of these with a clear mind, he wasn’t either of them.

But Ostara still bounces on his in it morning of this day, shouting out the ambiguous “Happy Guardian Day!” and is holding a 90% sweetened energon cube. Prowl might not be able to drink it because of said sweetness, but it’s Ostara that really counts.

// Mun is fine! Mun is just distracted with out platforms and their classes and appreciates everyone caring and checking in! I’ll at least try to do one or two a day, if I don’t do not be worried!