Insanity [Jazz]

[Christopher Prime]

Chris sighed, hanging around the lounge on the base calmly. He was tired and worn out from the events of the last few days. He had nearly been killed in a battle against the Decepticons, and Jazz was his real Father. That took a lot out of people, a lot indeed. He sighed, relaxing a bit, he sat himself on the couch.

He hadn't seen much of Optimus or Jazz, even when he got home from school that day. Which truly was unusual in his honest opinion, sighing, he turned on the TV and began watching. "Probably giving me my personal space." He murmured, shrugging to himself.

[{{J|azz]>]

Jazz however, had pulled up in a very crooked manner just outside, honking his horn three times for Chris. And even that, he sounded like someone born without rhythm trying to beef box. How strange today was apparently.

[Christopher Prime]

Chris jumped halfway through the TV show at the sound of honking. He guessed by the sound of the honking it had to be Jazz. He sighed, getting up and leaping to his feet, he began walking from the door. Noticing the Pontiac Solice parked there, he yawned slightly and looked at him. "Hey Jazz, what's up?" He asked.

[{{J|azz]>]

Jazz, still parked horribly crooked, was snickering giddily down below. "I gotcha a present come get it! Hurry up I don't want it lubricating on my seats." Jazz muttered the last part to himself. He tried to back up but ended up ramming the nose of the car into the side of the building. "Ow!!!" He backed up, hitting something else with another ow then drunk, giddy laughter.

[Christopher Prime]

Chris watched Jazz blinking slightly, for a minute he had to wonder, but realized Jazz had been drinking he sighed, grabbing one of the doors and openeing it. The last thing he knew he had been tackled to the ground. At first he wondered if Jazz was an imposter, then the licks to his face came. His eyes looked up to see a German Sheperd puppy.

His mouth gaped open for a moment when the puppy stopped licking his face. Taking it up into his arms and standing up, he had to stare at Jazz's Solace alt mode. "Jazz are you serious?" He asked, scratching the ear of the puppy. He'd always wanted a dog, but Optimus had a dog policy. Or at least that's why he thought he had never gotten one. "How did you ever convince Dad?" He asked, smiling.

[{{J|azz]>]

Jazz had stood up, unfolding into his Autobot form and nearly stumbling backwards a bit til he finally was able to stand with a slight sway. "Happy birthday!" Jazz said with his arms up in the air for some reason.

Blinking then as he put them back down he scratched his chin in light thought before shrugging with exaggeration. "I didn't."

[Christopher Prime]

"Jazz, my birthday was last month." Chris chuckled a little bit, looking up at Jazz. He hadn't been there for his birthday for some reason, he forgot why. But better late then never. "But you weren't there so I won't complain." He laughed.

When Jazz told him he hadn't told Prime, he wasn't sure whether or not to be nervous. But he didn't care, he was too happy with having a dog. "I'll tell him later." He then looked up "How did you know I loved German Sheperds?" Stupid question, Jazz was his Dad that was stuff he probably payed attention to.

[{{J|azz]>]

Jazz threw up both hands again, waving them around wildly as he spoke. "I saw this duck in the display window at a store and thought OH CHRIS WOULD LOVE THAT. But then I went in and saw the puppy and decided you'd like him better instead." He ended the sentence with a flinchy shrug, stumbling to the side.

He nearly bumped into a mail box before stepping back forward. "Eh, 'scuse me miss." He kept swaying with his arms at his sides, dangling loosely as he waited for something, maybe an action, maybe for the mail box to say ''that's alright'' or maybe well anything, who knows.

[Christopher Prime]

"Wow, I think that's a good call." Chris laughed pretty hard at the duck comment, but just stared at the mailbox comment. He started laughing his ass off after a few moments. Only getting control a few moments later. "Woooow Jazz you feeling ok." He asked still holding the puppy.

[{{J|azz]>]

Jazz really needed to quiet down before he woke everyone up, but he didn't really think about that. He had just slipped and tripped backwards to land on his 'arse' with an, "Oooooooooow." Before standing back up and putting a finger to his lips. "Shh you'll wake somethin up." But then he looked over at Chris and the puppy and smiled. "Yep, better than ever. Do yeh like the duck?" Jazz had already forgotten he got the puppy instead and was not addressing it as ''the duck''.

[Christopher Prime]

"Jazz..." Chris was about to call him on his drinking, but looked at Scruffy. He didn't know if he had gotten the puppy pre-drinking, and the duck thing was just because he was getting to the point of being drunk. He smiled. "First of all it's a puppy." He chuckled, and then added "And I love him... He reminds me of that dog I used to play with in the park." He set the puppy down, petting him calmly "Thanks." He smiled up "I think I'll call him Scruffy." He sighed, smiling, Scruffy had been the name of the stray. And in a way, it was in memory of that old dog he used to love.

[{{J|azz]>]

Jazz remembered Scruffy, he had lubricated on his foot which didn't make him very happy at all really. He was just starting to settle a bit off his slight ''buzz''. "I hope he keeps yeh company, you're training him." Jazz was trying to stand straight without swaying but was having an epic fail in such.

[Christopher Prime]

"Sobering up eh?" Chris asked, smiling up at Jazz a bit, he held Scruffy calmly, and hugged Jazz with his free arm calmly. He set Scruffy down, telling him to sit, the puppy oddly enough obeyed wagging his tail. "You know, despite what you thought, you're a good Dad.." Of course, so was Optimus, but he just felt like he'd say that. Jazz really had been a good Dad to him even if the mech didn't think that way. After all, he had been there his entire life.

[{{J|azz]>]

"Tryin." He replied with a couple blinks to get his eyes working the right way again. He had only JUST realized how he had just been in front of Christopher and then knew how much a bad a influence that would be, he didn't want Chris drinking, or smoking, or doing drugs.

Interrupted from his worry thoughts, he looked down to see Chris hugging him and leaving the comment. Jazz felt a new emotion that was a blend of a couple more, but he wasn't exactly sure what. Kneeling down so that he could be closer at height with Chris, not exactly at his height however and ruffle his hair carefully with a finger. "And you're a good kid, don't you forget it."

[Christopher Prime]

Chris smiled up at Jazz a bit. Of course, he had been drunk once, and Jazz had needed to drive him home following it. Then, regretebly, had taken the blame. Chris felt bad about that but it was in the past. "Oh by the way, did you see my new car?" Chris smiled. He was happy, his Dad had finally gotten him a new car to replace the one that he had pretty much wrecked, or rather the drunk driver had.