Title: How Jazz meet Jazzy
Disclaimer: All characters Jazz, Elita One, Chromia and Bumblebee all belong to Hasbro. Were Jazzy belong rightfully to Beegirl2014.
The halls of Iacon Autobot base were filled with activities as soldiers moved about the halls taking reports or supplies to their superior officers or inventory storage gracefully avoiding two femmes who were moving down the hallway. The one leading had a date pad in her snowy white servo looking over the date of the new recruit who had just recently joined the Autobots ranks who from the looks and optimistic greeting mix with her warm response to them showed her commander she was going to get along well with the crew.
The new Autobot was a young femme named Jazzy who look most like Jazz, the TIC of Autobot army in color and size but had long, dark grey, metallic hair that end behid her back with bangs brush to the right side of her bright aqua visor who was humming a small tone to song that was currently being played on the PA system. They came to a stop allowing the rosy pink armor femme to type in her key code getting the door to swish open. Stepping into the office, Elita waved Jazzy in as she walk over to her own desk.
“First off, since you just join. You will basic training and weapon handling under my SIC Chromia. She will show you the ins and outs till your training finished. Now, it said here you wish join Special Ops.” Elita One said placing the date down on the desk as she moved around to sit.
“Yes, ma’ma!” Jazzy said brightly watching as the older femme give off a soft hum noise.
“Well, that will be a bit difficult but from what I seen from the tests. I’m sure you make into Special Ops in no time. Now, take this and follow the directions to docking bay where Chromia is waiting for you. But before you leave, do you have any questions?” Elita One asked hand over a new date pad to the black and white femme.
“Ah, well…not at the moment.” Jazzy said taking the date pad looking over it.
Elita nodded, “If you do have one later on don’t be afraid to ask me, Chromia or anyone else. I get the feeling many bots were will be happy to help you.”
Jazzy smiled, “Thanks, I’ll be sure to remember. Oh, but there is one thing. The broadcasting you have going. This is a usual activity?”
“Yes, Blaster likes play a couple of popular Iacon songs and few from other places.” Elita said, “It helps lift the spirts around here.”
“Is it a regular occurrence?” Jazzy asked hoping so. She would love to play some of her famous songs for them along with possible DJ from a party or two.
Elita nodded, “It is. So long as Blaster plays at least a couple of classical songs. Best way to avoid Prowl ire.”
“Who Prowl?” Jazzy asked giving the till of the helm.
Elita give a small laugh, “Just wait an hour or two the twin terrors should pull their latest prank by then.”
“They sound fun.” Jazzy said
“They can be at times. But if you like to join the broadcast just stop by the communication center and speak with Blaster. I’m sure he would be happy to have you join him and his cassettes.” Elita said giving Jazzy direction to the communication center.
“Thanks, I’ll be sure to stop by there later.” Jazzy said giving Elita a small good bye as she now head off to docking bay were Chromia was waiting for her.
It didn’t take long to find the docking bay thanks to the guiding direction on the date pad were she found a southern blue femme talking to a bright yellow mini bot who was pushing a small crate who just happen to see the long metallic hair femme enter the docking bay. Giving a friendly wave to her alerted the blue femme to her arrival.
“Hi, I’m Jazzy. I was told to meet Chromia here?” Jazzy asked getting the blue femme to smile at her.
“I’m Chromia, it nice to meet you. This young mech here is Bumblebee. Elita told me I will be training you the next few weeks.” Chromia said extending out a servo to greet Jazzy.
Bumblebee extended his servo out quickly to Jazzy with a slight flush face, “Hi,I’m Beebumble….no, I’m Bumble…no…bee! No, wait…it’s ah, Bumblebee. I’m Bumblebee.”
“It’s nice to meet you, Bumblebee. Is there anything I can do?” Jazzy asked giving a smile to Bee as her optics looking at the recent supplies that had just arrived.
“Yes, see those smaller creates over there.” Chromia said pointing to even smaller boxes that had been place to the side.
“Yeah,” Jazzy said nodding.
“Could you take them to storage room A23?” Chromia asked
“Sure, no problem.”
“Thanks, just go two quarters down then right then left and you’ll come to storage room A23.”
Jazzy turn to the creates with Bumblebee coming over to help her stacking three of them on top of one other handing them over to black and white femme. Giving the yellow mech a thankful smile Jazzy turn walking out of the docking area following the directions Chromia had given her.
Unbeknownst to her in storage room A23 a certain yellow gold orange cyber cat was taking a nap on top of crates. Aduio ears twitching from time to time to sounds of passing bots yet never waking from his deep stasis nap.
The door to storage room A23 open as Jazzy enter the room then not seeing the cyber cat cassette as her own crates were blocking her sight. Giving a small grunt she leaned a little to the side to do a quick scan of the room finding an empty spot where she could put her crates down. Not seeing or noticing right across the empty spot Steeljaw was napping away. As she started to place the crates down the bottom slip out of her servo causing her to shout out as she quickly tried to catch the bottom crate.
A loud crashing noise had Steeljaw jerking his head up blinking his optics a few time as they tried to adjust as a slim feminine figure let out a stream of curse words as the crates scattered at her peds. Tilting his head Steeljaw let out question growl watching as the femme became stiff and rigid. Turning her helm slowly Jazzy could feel her spark beating faster as a other curious growl filled the room.
Outside the storage room Jazz bobbed his helm to the music playing in his audio ears when a black and white frame crash into him. Servos and peds scrapping at his armor as said bot tried to climb on top of him wrapping their arm around his helm now causing him stumble a bit.
“Don’t let it get me!” shouted Jazzy clinging to Jazz.
“Whoa there, sweet bot. Calm down and tell Jazz what going on.” Jazz said realizing this femme was scared out of her armor reaching into his sub space from his gun in the chance of danger.
“There inside the storage room!” Jazzy shouted pointing to the room she had just ran out of.
“What is it?” asked Jazz walking slowly and carefully to the room Jazzy had point out seeing she was still clinging to him.
“One of Cybertron most vicious and dangerous creature to ever exist!”
Jazzy shook her helm, “Worse than a decepticon.”
Jazz become quit at this his thoughts running as he tried to figure out what on Cybertron could be more dangerous than a decepticon. His question was answered when the door to the storage room open as Steeljaw came out yawning.
“Steeljaw?” Jazz said just as Jazzy screamed again.
“It going to kill us!” Jazzy shouted jumping off Jazz landing on both of her peds then rushing across the hallway pressing her back against the wall.
“Wait, this what scared you? Ah, Steeljaw here wouldn’t hurt a cyber-fly.” Jazz said reaching down and giving a scratch behind his ear laughing.
Jazzy frowned at the laughter as her spark wince in stinging pain turning her optics away from him. Jazz once done with Steeljaw turn around to properly greet her only to stop and take in her body language. His time in special ops had taught him many skills one of them being able to read a other bot body language.
“Hey, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt…” Jazz started to say when Jazzy give him a small smile.
“It’s fine.” Jazzy said giving him a false smile, “Just a sparkling hood fear I carried. Silly I know, but I should probably get back to docking bay. Chromia is waiting for me.”
“New here?” Jazz asked trying to keep the awkward conversation going.
“Yes, I’m Jazzy.” Jazzy said giving him a friendly wave.
“Well isn’t this a coincidence, my designation is Jazz.” Jazz said reaching a servo out his spark skipping a beat when the visor wearing femme took his servo, “Come on, I’ll walk you back to the docking bay.”
This time seeing the sympathy and reject his actions had cause Jazzy give him a real smile, “Thanks, appreciate it.”
Putting his gun away Jazz offer his arm to her now which she took letting him press against her own frame now taking in now how it fit perfectly with his own. It was odd to him as such a thing had never happen before yet as he and Jazzy walk on talking, moving in synch it was almost as if they were just one. Back at the docking bay Jazz ask her if she would like to join him later in the rec. room for a cube of energon. Wanting to keep talking and spending time with this visor mech Jazzy agreed. With a smile and squeeze of the servo Jazz head off to his office just to do a side quest to find out more about this newly femme named Jazzy.
When it came time to take a lunch break Jazzy followed Bumblebee to the rec. room were Jazz said he would be waiting for her. She spotted him in the far back holding a table and two cubes. Standing on the tips of her peds Jazzy waved her servo getting Jazz attention. Her spark flutter once again when the visor mech smile at her returning her action. Crossing the rec.room she sat right next to Jazz who pass her a cube.
"I wasn't sure how you like to take your energon, so I got aluminum and copper mix." Jazz said as aluminum and copper mix was a common mix for energon.
"Thanks." Jazzy said taking the cube and opening it.
She took a slip letting the aluminum and copper spread over her glossa before swallowing. Letting a soft sigh as her frame relax from a long hard day of work but it was worth it.
"How has your day gone?" Jazz asked moving a bit closer.
"A little confusing and exhausting but everyone been helpfully to me, well, expect this one red mini bot named Cliffer or was it Jumpercliff?" Jazzy said through not really caring after such a rude welcome from the red bot.
Jazz shook his helm bring a servo up and wrapping it around one of hers, "Don't mind, Cliff. He all bark and no bite. Eh, most of the time."
Jazzy laugh turning her servo so her fingers inclosed around Jazz's, "No harm done. Bee told me he like that with every newcomer."
"If you like I can talk to him." Jazz offer never moving his servo away.
"I'm a big girl, Jazz. If he keeps giving me trouble, I'll just team up with the twin terrors." Jazzy said with a smile.
"Ha, now that make Cliffjumper run for the hills then!" Jazz said laugh at the thought.
The rest of the evening Jazz and Jazzy spent the rest of the time talking and laugh about their follow Autobots and their personalities. Never once moving their servos away from one other as they continued to talk enjoying one other company.