Bumblebee's Thoughts on Prowl

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I never thought this could happen. I could never even imagine this ever happening. It’s as if I’m offline and walking in a dream, except this is no dream. It’s more like a nightmare.

How could Prowl leave us? How could he sacrifice himself like that? Couldn’t there had been another way? If only I had been there with him, then I could have tried to talk him out of it. Primus, who am I kidding? Prowl would have never</b> listened to me.  He’s too hard-headed! Why are you laughing? Oh, I see. You think I’m the hard headed one of the group. Okay, maybe I made a couple of rash decisions, but I never was stupid enough to travel to the moon by myself to try and capture Starscream!

You’re laughing! Why are you laughing?  Oh, yeah, I did go and try to battle Starscream by myself that one time. Haha, okay, I admit it. I can sometimes be a glitchhead. But so was Prowl.

You know what Jazz told me when I was upset about Prowl on the way to Cybertron? He told me that Prowl was a lot like me before he started training with Yoketron. Can you believe it? Old dark and silent was just as big of show-off as me! Jazz said that we could have easily passed as brothers. I can believe him. Prowl has always seemed like an older brother to me. Perhaps that’s why it hurts so much that he’s gone.

But it didn’t start out that way. Slag no</i>; it didn’t start out that way at all! Prowl hated me! Of course, Bulkhead and I didn’t make such a good impression on him either. How was I supposed to know that he was mediating? I didn’t even know what mediating was? Besides, who the frag lands on a rock in the middle of space and just sits there? And sits there! Doing nothing…at all</b>!  You’d have to offline me first! So you can see how the misunderstanding took place.

Like I said, Prowl hated me…and everyone else on the crew as well. Sure he helped out, but you can tell that he didn’t like it. I didn’t like it either. Back then, that was the one thing we had similar. I tried to be friendly with him. I really did. I tired to talk to him, but all I got was the cold shoulder in return. On top of that, when I did ignore him and go goof off with Bulkhead, he would yell at us as if we were lower than him!

No, I didn’t like him, but I did respect him. I mean, come on! Even if he was a grouch, how can you not love the ninja skills and those star-tossing thingies? He was a good fighter, I will admit, but I would have liked him more if he didn’t act as if he had something stuck up his tailpipe all the time.

Prowl also didn’t like being on a team. That was pretty apparent once we landed on Earth. He always acted as if we were just burdens that got in his way. Well, he changed his mind pretty quick when that giant bug monster almost slagged him. We almost lost Prowl that day. Even though we still weren’t actually friends, I didn’t want him to go offline. Like it or not, he was still my teammate. It was only thanks to Sari that he made it through his injuries. It was at that moment that I knew that I had the right choice in bringing Sari with us and to this day, I’ve never regretted that decision. I don’t think Prowl did either.

Prowl became more of a team player after that and became attached to Sari and the rest of the humans and organic life on Earth. Of course, I loved Earth as well, but he liked the earthy Earth, not the cool stuff like video games, movies, music, just flowers and trees and junk like that. Now that I’m looking back, I can kind of see why Prowl was interesting in all that, but back then I thought it was just weird. I mean, why stare at grass growing all day when you can be racing a visual car on a game while gaining high points on the hidden bonus round? He was so obsessed with all the Earth nature that he chose to stay in a room with a giant tree growing out of it!

Yes, I know. He was a bit weird.

You’re laughing again. Stop laughing! I’m not saying anything funny! Jeez, what’s with you organics?

At our new home on earth, I decided to make a fresh start with Prowl. Optimus told me that he had risked his life to help rescue me when Starscream had knocked me out. You can say that I owed it to him to try and get him to have fun with the rest of us. Sari was a great help with that. She introduced us to all sorts of Earth games like twister and scary stories…which didn’t scare me at all! Stop staring; I was just surprised when Sari pulled that trick, not scared!

Anyway, Prowl still acted like a jerk and only wanted to mediate and be still. I didn’t understand what was important about being all boring and still. I was the fastest thing on wheels! I was all about being as quick as cheetah not as still as stone. However, it was thanks to Prowl’s whole “stillness” lecture that I was able to save our home when all the machines started going haywire. I think that was the first time Prowl and I actually ever had to work together. Afterwards, he even loosened up and played a round of Twister with me. That was the first time we ever acted like real friends…brothers even.

It felt nice….really, really nice.

Of course, even though we were friends, we still fought….a lot.

A whole slagging lot! More than you would ever believe!

Like the time I had to team up with him to go out into the wilderness to look out for Cybertronian signals. He thought nature was so great, but we almost got turned into barnacle zombies out there! Again, Sari had to save our tailpipes. He also broke my MP3 player! He never paid it back, though I could care less about it now.

Another thing we constantly fought about was my talking. Yes, I talk a lot, but that’s because I have stuff to say! I like having people listen to me, but apparently, Prowl didn’t like to listen to me. He bet that I could stop talking for ten minutes. Boy, did I prove him wrong! I stay silent for almost two whole hours!

What’s with the coughing fit all of the sudden? Maybe you guys should go see Ratchet or, better yet, Red Alert. Ratchet’s probably still talking with Arcee. He hasn’t left her side since we rescued her. She’s a pretty femme and nice too. I think Ratchet really likes her. Who knew the old warhammer had a soft spark for a cute, pink femme? Do you think they’ll be sparkmates? Ew, poor Arcee! Primus have mercy on her.

Please don’t tell Ratchet I said that!

Also he, along with Bulkhead, kept making fun of my height the first time we met up that Meltdown creep. Prowl’s wasn’t the tallest of bots either, if I may add. He also hit me in the back of the head for battling that mutated organic human…I think it was a human. It kind looked more like those little toad-creatures that Sari’s scared of.  Except it had a mustache. And could talk. It was weird. But that’s beside the point.

That point is that even though Prowl and I never actually seen eye to eye about some things, we still looked out for each other. He was the first bot I thought of to call when Black Arachnia attacked me and he came just like I knew he would.  Prowl was always there to watch my back just like I was always there to watch his.

Oh ho! I see a smirk spreading across your faces. You think Prowl was the perfect warrior that never made mistakes or got into trouble? Think again! Prowl got into loads of trouble! Almost as much as I did!

Like when he disobeyed Optimus and stole the Dinobots and placed them on that island without ever telling Optimus. Boy was Boss-bot ever mad when he found that out! Of course, he was angry at me too that day, but not for the same reason. Oh, I did tell you about when he travelled all the way up to the moon to try and capture Starscream? I did? Okay, then how about when he teamed up with Lockdown and got all those upgrades? I wasn’t there at the time, but Bulkhead told me that all those upgrades went to his head. Ratchet told me that Prowl had been acting worse than the way I did when I got those rocket boosters!

I guess Prowl and I were more alike than we ever thought. Both of us had horrible backgrounds. You know the story about Wasp, right? I’m sure you do. Everyone knows about it by now. At Autobot Camp, I had been tricked by my supposed friend, Longarm, into believing that another Autobot, Wasp, was a traitor. It was because of my stupidity and naïve-ness that Wasp, an innocent bot, got sent to the stockade. I made myself a life-long enemy that day. Even now, that mistake still follows me.

Prowl’s past ended just as tragic. He was deserter that didn’t want to take either side in the war. In my opinion, that was pretty stupid, but Prowl thought differently than most bots.  When he was captured by the Autobots, the ninja master, Yoketron, took him in and helped train him. I don’t know all the details, but I know that Prowl really cared for his teacher and was devastated when he went offline after a Decepticon attack. Those Decepticreeps stole all of Yoketron’s protoforms and left Yoketron for dead. Prowl was there when by his side when he went offline. He now wears Yoketron’s armor and wears it proudly, but it must have hurt him a lot. Almost as much as it hurts me thinking of Prowl right now.

If you’ve never lost anyone close to you, then you have no idea how much it hurts. It’s like your spark is being ripped from your chestplate and crushed into a million little Allspark fragments. Sometimes, it hurts so much that I just want to crawl into the darkest, loneliest corner, curl up and go offline right then and there. I’ve always wondered why Sari and organics cry, not just when they’re sad, but when they’re happy too, or angry. What’s the point? Unleashing little drops of water will do nothing to help you.

But it does. It’s their way of unleashing all the emotion that they’ve built up whether it’s out of happiness, anger, or grief.  If they don’t, then it just keeps on building up until their systems overload from everything. Crying is their way of staying sane.

How I envy them. Sari’s crying, I know. She cried the entire way to Cybertron. Of course, she tried to hide it, but I saw them. I held her close and we both mourned for our lost comrade together. Optimus, Ratchet, and Bulkhead are mourning in their own ways, though Optimus is keeping a strong front. He’s not only the leader of us, but all the Autobots now, at least until Ultra Magnus is better. He has to be strong for the sake of all of us. I can honestly say that I’ve never been more proud to have him as a leader.

Why are you crying? You didn’t even know him! At least, not in the way that me and my team did. I suppose it’s okay to cry, I guess.  At least you’re showing that you cared. Everyone else is celebrating.  Megatron is captured and the war is seemingly over. Why shouldn’t the Autobots be celebrating? Too bad, none of them know how high of a price my team had to pay. Prowl sacrificed himself so that these bots could live to celebrate.

None of them will ever know the pain of losing not only a teammate, but also a friend and brother.  They would never know how heavy a burden it was to have to carry their fallen comrade’s coffin on their shoulders. They will never know much it hurts knowing that you have to go on living while Prowl is stuck in the Well of the Allspark. I know it’s supposed to be a place of happiness, but wasn’t Prowl happy here with us? Why did Primus have to take him away from his friends and family?

Why did you have to go, Prowl?

Why did you have to leave your little brother behind?

You guys came here so that I could tell you my opinion about Prowl.  Hopefully, I’ve told you that and much more. Prowl was probably the bravest, most noble bot that I ever had the honor to met and become friends with. When I was at the brink of death, he stay by my side and I only wished that I could have been for him.

The Autobot Council is holding a funeral for him tonight you know. I, as well as the rest of my team, are also getting rewarded for our efforts in Megatron’s downfall. I’ll finally be an Elite Guard member, though the title seems kind of empty now. Prowl’s earned more glory than any of the Elite. You guys can come, you know. The Cybertronians aren’t as scared of organics as they used to be.  Just stick close to me and Sari. Don’t pay too much mind to the funeral. Sari and I decided that once we go back home, the team will hold our own little funeral for Prowl.  

According to Sari, some humans like to plant a flower or tree to honor those they’ve loved and lost. I want to find one like the one in Prowl’s room, the one he was so obsessed with and took such great care of.  I’ll plant it and look after it just like Prowl did with his, and it’ll grow up to be as tall, strong, and silent as Prowl was.  I think he’d like that a lot.

So there you have it. Everyone on Cybertron is going to remember Prowl as the noble, courageous warrior that sacrificed himself to save his team and earth. But you know how I’ll remember him?

I’ll remember Prowl as the teammate that I could always rely on, as the older brother that I constantly fought, as the friend that I had fun with, as the nature-obsessed fragger that bored me to death, as the stealthy warrior that had enough bravery to face any obstacle. I’ll remember him as all that and more.

Hopefully, if Primus is willing, I might grow to become half the bot he was. I’ll always remember everything he taught me and try to become an Autobot that he can be proud of. Even though he’s gone, I can still sense him watching over me, just like he did when he was alive. I know he’ll always be watching over me as well as the rest of his team and family.

Perhaps, one day when I’ve become as ancient as Ratchet, there’ll be something (or someone) that I’ll be willing to sacrifice my entire spark for just like Prowl did. I’ll be waiting for when that day comes, because when it does, this speedster will not stop searching until he finds you….

My comrade….

My teammate….

My friend……

My brother…..

I’ll remember you always…

Prowl.