The day in Detroit was brisk and chilly, which was normal in this time of year. Jazz was unsure of the weather when he first noticed it. He even got scared when he saw Prowl’s tree losing its leaves. Sari then explained it to him that it was a natural occurrence this time of year. It was normal for Prowl’s tree to lose its leaves. So when Jazz was brought out of his recharge in Prowl’s arms he felt something cold not only on himself but Prowl as well. He onlined, his visor looking sleepily around the room for the source of said chill. He could see the ground around Prowl’s tree was covered with this white powdery stuff. When he looked at his mate he could see a layer of white covering Prowl’s window that made up part of his chest plate. Jazz touched it, unsure of what it was and felt how cold it was. He couldn’t see it but he figured the odd substance was covering his window as well. “What in Primus....” Jazz started very unsure until Prowl slowly came out of his recharge and looked sleepily at him “Something’s wrong Prowler.”
“What do you mean Jazz?” the gold and black ninja asked, unsure of what the bigger black and white ninja meant.
“There’s white stuff covering your tree...”
“Humans call it snow.”
“Is it safe?” Jazz asked, unsure if he should touch it or not.
“Depends but usually it’s not.” Prowl said as he watched his mate go and check it out. “Seem the frost came too.”
“Frost?”
“It’s on your windshield.” Prowl said as he came over and gently place his hand on the cool glass which made Jazz shiver.
“You have some too.” Jazz added.
“Again it’s normal.”
“Normal? But...”
Prowl smiled a bit. “It’s not going to hurt you. It might feel uncomfortable but it’s not dangerous.” Jazz got unsure, about it. He didn’t want have “frost” on him all his spark life. Prowl must have felt how he was feeling through their bond. “It won’t be there forever so don’t worry about it.”
“That’s good to know.” Prowl smiled again as the two of them hugged. “Still feels odd though, ya feel cold.”
“I know how to fix that.” Prowl said.
“Oh? How?”
Prowl smiled and took a hold of Jazz’s hands. “Let me show you.” He said.
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He led Jazz through the base until they came to the wash racks. Prowl let go of Jazz’s hands so he can go and get the wash rack started. Jazz watched warm steam start to drift in the room from the warm water. Prowl came back over, takes his hands again, and led him into the spray. The warm water batted against their plating. Jazz sighed in content as the cold feeling started to slowly leave his frame. He couldn’t help but lean into Prowl, the smaller ninja leaned back using the wall for support for both of them. The frost was slowly melting off both of them. “I can get used to this.” Jazz said with a smile.
“We can do this all winter.”
“I think I can get down with that.”