TFA-The Bee and The Wolf 3 **OLD**

Chapter 3
“You can’t be serious Ratchet!” Prowl barked, there was no way he was in love with Bumblebee, it just couldn’t be true!

“I’m old Prowl, not stupid!” Ratchet snapped, “I’ve known you had feelings for the little guy for a while know, and I knew you’d catch on eventually.”

“I’m telling you Ratchet, there’s no way possible…” Prowl said shaking his head but Ratchet interrupted him.

“Then explain why your spark hurts when you see him with Blurr,” Ratchet said smartly and Prowl realised that he might be right, “Wouldn’t you sooner take a chance, rather than look back and regret saying nothing?” Prowl’s processor was aching. Why did he have to make all these decisions so suddenly?

“You right,” Prowl sighed, “Thanks Ratchet.” Ratchet put his servo on the younger mech.

“That’s OK,” he said softly, “Good luck kid.” Prowl walked out of the med bay processor still spinning. What do I do now? he wondered. Did he just go up to Bumblebee and say, Ratchet said I’m in love with you? He shock his head, that was too blunt. He was so wrapped up in his thoughts he didn’t notice Bumblebee coming the other way up the hall and he bumped straight into the smaller bot knocking him over.

“Hey!” Bumblebee pouted, “What’d you that for Prowl?” Prowl snapped out of his thoughts at the sound of Bumblebee’s voice and mentally slapped himself for not watching where he was going.

“Sorry,” he said helping Bumblebee up, “I was…lost in thought.” Bumblebee smiled.

“Oh that’s OK,” he said, already forgiving him. He is just to cute, Prowl thought smiling. He felt shocked with himself. Did I just think that?

“Earth to Prowl,” Bumblebee said waving his servo infront of Prowl’s face and Prowl jumped out of his chain of thought, “What do you think?”

“About what?” he asked confused and Bumblebee sighed.

“I asked if you wanted to come for a race with me and Blurr later,” he said irrated that Prowl hadn’t listened, “But you obviously don’t want to.” He turned around to storm off but Prowl put his servo on Bumblebee’s shoulder.

“I’d love to give you a race Bumblebee,” he said convincingly, “When and where?” Bumblebee spun around happily.

“At sunset,” he said happily, “Meet us outside Sumdac tower!” And with that Bumblebee ran happily back into the front room. Prowl’s spark turned to anger as he remembered he was racing with Blurr and Bumblebee, and that Bumblebee had asked Blurr first. Upset that he wouldn’t get time alone with the young bot he stormed off into his room, feeling more confused than ever. But Prowl hadn’t seen Bumblebee’s optics widen as he put his servo on Bumblebee’s shoulder, and the bot shiver at his touch.