Charmed Life"I really hate math, you know," Spike grumbled sourly to the towering green mech sitting next to him. "I really appreciate the help, Hound. Thank you." They were sitting in the Autobot lounge, Spike's books spread out on an enormous table and Spike arranged comfortably next to them. Hound sat in a chair next to him peering closely at the tiny book containing Spike's math lesson. Charmed Life9 years ago in General Fiction
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"No problem, Spike. Glad I could help. Math is pretty universal, you know."
"Just be glad he ain't studyin' some dead language, like Latin." Their heads turned at the jovial voice and watched Jazz, Sideswipe, Sunstreaker and Bluestreak enter the lounge.
"Or Earth History," Sideswipe added.
"I heard Bumblebee once got stuck helping you with Human Anatomy," came from Sunstreaker.
Bluestreak giggled at the thought as he crossed the room and got a ration of energon from the dispenser. "He told me it was f
Jazz vs Scary LadyThe opposing parties met on the field of battle, exchanged polite but somewhat frosty greetings, and lines were promptly drawn as the face off began.Jazz vs Scary Lady6 years ago in Fan Fiction
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Autobot Jazz, third in command, officer in charge of Special Operations and a decorated hero several times over, sat cross-legged on the floor, a large (by human standards) table between him and the enemy, his two allies seated to his left and right, while their opponent sat opposite from him at the other end. Carly, nervously chewing a thumbnail, looked about as white as a sheet. Spike meanwhile, alternated between uncomfortable fidgeting and throwing worried glances at his fiancée.
From the other end of the table their opponent, five foot, two inches of exquisitely dressed elderly matron crowned with snowy white hair swept up in a tight bun, glared back at them all in turn. Jazz repressed a slight shiver as the cold green eyes swept over him. Carlys anxiety was definitely not unfounded. He was over four times the womans