Prowl Gets the Constructicons a Job
The Constructicons are being interviewed to be a part of the Reformation, giving Cybertronians jobs and a stable income to Earn Citizenship on it
Scrapper: I don't wanna work for one or either of those some tiny fleshbags...
Prowl*Prepping them for the interview*Yes, but you don't have any skills aside from construction
Bonecrusher: I told you, I could TOTALLY be a lawyer!
Prowl*Smiles at them once he made them all buffed, and clean*You get the job, and we can "Celebrate" after
Long Haul: Uh-huh, and if we don't get the job, are we still gonna 'Celebrate' after?
Scavanger: Alright, Good talk, coach, thanks
Project Manager!Y/n: So you think you guys got what it takes?
Hook: I'll tell you what we got, Your Carrier's p*ssy on my breath
Project Manager!Y/n*Eyes go sharp, and tone goes cold seeing the giant green crew robots*No one ever talked to me that way before
Mixmaster: That's because usually everyone's mouth is full of your Carrier's box
Project Manager!Y/n*Smiles maliciously and grabs your stamp and slams it hard on their papers, making the crew jump at that as you, with a level-headed voice*...Your hired
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Prowl*On a call with you explaining all the things they did on the interview and feels his spark speed up knowing you were his best hope to get them a job*S-so they weren't hired?
Project Manager!Y/n*Doesnt speak for a hot minute but then starts to have an evil laugh*Those gentlemen wanted to get FIRED, Officer...The only reason I hired them is that they'd be ABSOLUTELY miserable working for me~
Project Manager!Y/n: I will ENJOY breaking them into model citizens. They are talented individuals; even for bringing me these diamonds in the rough, let me take you out for lunch. After all, I still owe you for saving me from being robbed!
Prowl*Coughs into his fisted servo as he doesn't want to admit he was stalking you, a random human he overheard you lecturing other humans on driving laws and got instantly infatuated by you*I-I am simply doing my part to protect the peace...
Project Manager!Y/n: Please?... I really want to thank my hero-
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Prowl: I have to pay Y/n protection, so everything you owe me, you owe them
Scrapper: How do you figure that?
Prowl: Simple. The food chain.*brings down a chart* See, on top there's Y/n!-
There on top of the chart is a picture of you smiling, with a great background and wearing your normal non-office clothes
Bonecrusher*Seeing the picture*-Isn't that a picture they posted on their private account?... How did you get a picture with no access?
Prowl*Chooses to ignore that comment and points at the picture below of him*There's me, and there are regular civilians
Prowl: No. There are minibots; there are scraplets...
Scavenger: Then there's us?
Prowl: I'm gettin' there. There's coral, there's rocks, there's whale poo, and then there's you lot
Long haul: That's messed up!
