*There's a desk here*
*Flip it?*
@prowl-desk
"..Where did this desk come from??"
"No idea. Kinda looks like-"
*HEAVY PEDESTEPS*
"AAAAGH"
Prowl flips the desk.
Bumblebee and Jazz stare at him.
"dude what the fuck"
"..Prowler. Spark of my life. Do I have to drag you back to therapy."
"..i don't know what came over me. It was like I wasn't in control of my body.."















