ArtsyMagic
artsymagic.bsky.social
ArtsyMagic
@artsymagic.bsky.social
25F. Aroace. Currently hyperfixating on Transformers and Pokemon. Likes reading, writing, video games, fashion, animals, sweets, anime, manga, and comics. I'm a proud nerd!
The Structies grin, overjoyed that the Crystal Serenade is working! He's singing back! Sideswipe watches them depart with a wave and a wide grin, his datapad recording the whole thing to send to Sunny, Blue, Jazz, and everyone. Spike watches in confusion, Cliff in horror, Bee at his finished pizza.
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The Structi-Notes singing while dragging their prize away: We promise this date will really be tops!~
Prowl, sirens going off, and still struggling, is unaware he's also started singing as he's being carried off (i.e kidnapped) like a bride in the night:
IF I M NOT BACK BY 10, CALL IN SPEC-OPS!~
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Long Haul slings him over his shoulder, Hook wrapping his line around him so their prey doesn't escape them. Silly Prowl, the Courting Chase comes later in the Praxian Courting Ritual, and the Constructicons are dedicated to doing this right by the book! But they love the enthusiasm!
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Sides, very much enjoying this: Keep him out as late as you want! He needs to get laid!
Prowl, whose tac-net is struggling to keep up outside of a brief plan of vengeance on Sidewipe later, is pushed into the Constructicons' arms. Scrapper, Mix, and Sav take him by the hands, BC grabs his thighs as
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Sides never passes up an opportunity to mess with Prowl! With a slag-eating grin, he pushes him by the shoulders towards his 6 Suitors.
Sideswipe: Look, Prowl, you haven't had a date in like, millions of-ever! Now you have 6 at once! Enjoy!
Prowl.exe has stopped working: Uh, w-w-wait, wait, Wa-WAIT-
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Prowl: M-my apologies, I can't go out with you tonight... I have an important debrief with them tonight.
Cliff: But we're going out with Spike tonight.
Bee: But we weren't on shift tonight?
Prowl with all the sarcasm he can muster: *Sigh* Thank you.
It's at this moment, Sideswipe chooses to enter.
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Structi-Notes: Why don't we eat here?~
Prowl and Cliff, utterly horrified and feeling as if their sanity is crumbling right before their eyes, also harmonize: NO!
Cliff pulls Bee away from the Cons while Prowl tries to somehow salvage this after his plan has crashed and burned.
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Mix: Yum
Scav: Yum
Bonecrusher: Yum
Long Haul: Yum
Bumblebee: Yuuum!
Cliffjumper looks on, horrified that Bee is suddenly harmonizing with the Constructicons of all cons, and even more so that he now has others who like his crazy food experiments. The Ark won't be safe after this forbidden meeting!
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Scavenger backing him up: oregano~
Bumblebee looks up in surprise but smiles at the help, getting excited that finally someone gets his cooking hobby! Mixmaster had also been experimenting, and the Structies have also fallen for Earth cuisine.
Bee: I'll add a sprinkle of Romano Cheese~
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Spike looks on with a cookbook and various energon jellies and edible Earth ingredients + less-edible ones.
Prowl: Wh-
Bee in the COOKING ZONE: Tomato
Cliff: Tomato
Bee: Gasoline
Cliff: Gasoline
Bee: Energon Jelly
Cliff: Energon Jelly
Bee: Pesto
Cliff:...Whatso?
Mix: An organic blend of garlic,~
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Prowl backing slowly away to the 3 at the counter: But I have to speak with Bumblebee and Cliffjumper about their scouting patrol toni-
Prowl trails off as he gets closer and registers the strange sight before him. Bumblebee and Cliffjumper in Transformer size Kiss the Cook aprons and chef's hats.
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He peeks over his shoulder in a nervous sweat and spots Bumblebee, Cliffjumper, and Spike standing around a counter near the back with some unknown goopy substance that can't possibly be edible and that he can't seem to identify. Perfect! The plan begins to form in his mind.
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Scav: ...4...
Crusher:...5...
Haul: and 6!
Prowl is frozen and struggling to form words after that display.
Prowl's eye twitches as he forces a smile: W-well, I-I would love to but...
He has to get out of this! and fast! The Tac-net gets to work crafting an escape when the Canteen's doors open.
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Scrappert: We're here to ask you to a Drive-In and dine tonight!~
Structi-Notes as Backup: Bum bum bum bum~
The moon is up, and the feeling's just right...~
Structi-Notes: Hmm, Hmm, Hmm, Hmm~
Scrapper: ...and when we see you, we feel so alive!~ Let's get a spot for 1~
Hook: ...2...
Mix: ..3...
December 4, 2025 at 6:49 AM
Prowl through grated teeth, trying not to glitch: Y-Yes, well, I thought I'd ditch-LEFT you all at the Ark's landing bay. I assumed you were still at the job site. W-what are you doing here?
They must have finished earlier than expected.
Scrapper bows as he answers, leading them all in song form.
December 4, 2025 at 6:49 AM
Prowl's doorwings shoot up in fear and surprise as he turned to face them, his back pinned to the Canteen doors. He has to calm down and remind his Battle Computer not to shoot them all now. He knows Optimus would be disappointed if he destroyed their hard-earned peace, as much as he wants to.
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Meanwhile, Prowl is running and panting, having finally lost the Constructicons and made it to the Cafeteria as he tries to open the doors with his Officer Code. He fails to notice the Sextet in matching green and purple pinstripe paint sneaking up from behind.
Structi-Notes: Hello, Prowl, Hello!~
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Which brings us to one night with Bumblebee, Cliffjumper, and Spike trying to fuse Pizza with Energon in the Cafeteria to make an unholy combination. Cliffjumper watches, a disturbed yet intrigued look on his face at the unholy creation. He's been forced to be a taste tester after losing a bet.
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Prowl is horrified and doesn't know how to respond to 6 ex-enemy combatants aggressively courting him post-war by following and serenading him. The only helpful piece of advice the Tac-Net gives him? Run, or just accept his fate because he has only a 3% chance of managing to succeed at the former.
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The Constructicons researched the best forms of music on Earth they could use as a group, and it seemed these Barbie Shop things are absolutely perfect. Though they had to practice to get all 6 of them in sync since it's typically a Quartet. Finally, the Structi-Notes are ready to court their Prowl!
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affections without repercussions. They've collectively decided the best way to court a Praxian would be to follow tradition and serenade the Bot with Crystal Serenading. All Praxians love this, according to that one talkative guy Bluestreak, who just wants Prowl to get out more with the war over.
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date her in that one episode. Now imagine this scene right after the war: The Bots and Cons are still adjusting to peace and working in the same base. The Constructicons, having harbored a major crush on the Autobot's Second in Command, are thrilled to finally court the object of their combined
December 4, 2025 at 6:49 AM
Watched a funny Transformers edit of that one Suite Life of Zack and Cody scene where Mr. Moseby was teaching London to drive, only it was OP and Sideswipe. Now I can't stop thinking about Prowl as Carey and the Constructicons as the Barber Shop Quartet (only it'd be a Sextet) who tried to all
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