It is a slow day at work. Hello Kitty was talking about a photo shoot she did over the weekend in the breakroom. Prowl is bored. He investigates and finds this photo of Kitty in a cupcake. Ugh. Cuteness. Disgusting. He scrolls to the next image.
A bikini photo? Just what kind of photo shoot WAS this?
The COOKIE MONSTER??!! Prowl is furious. This… this… this is scandalous. Fucking slut. Kitty is not supposed to be getting close to anyone. Anyone other than Prowl, that is. What could a cookie monster possibly do for Hello Kitty anyway that Prowl could not do? He marches off to find Kitty immediately.
He approaches Kitty at her workstation. Calls her a whore. Demands to know what else she did with the Cookie Monster.
He doesn’t wait for an explanation. Grabs Kitty by the cord. He plans to spank her from now until kingdom come and he doesn’t care whether the boss hears it or not. Kitty squeals in anticipation. Prowl looks down and notices something new… a new tattoo? Kitty purrs when he questions her… Prowl will be so pleased. She’s gotten her own insignia! Prowl takes a closer look.
Decepticons!! Stupid Kitty. What the hell have you done??!! Prowl is furious. Not only has she taken stupid swimsuit photos; not only has she had illicit relations with the Cookie Monster; but now she’s gotten a Decepticon tramp stamp? Prowl turns to leave. This is too much.
Kitty pleads with him to stay and wraps her cord around his leg. She doesn’t know what she was thinking. No one can twist her cords quite the way that Prowl can. No one can plug into her quite as well. No one will tolerate so much cuteness the way that Prowl will. She begs for him to stay, says she will do anything… ANYTHING.
Prowl studies her for a moment. He cannot fix the Hello Kitty porn. He cannot fix the Cookie Monster affair. But the tattoo he can fix. He grabs her by the cord and pulls her away. Kitty whimpers at his roughness.
They return an hour later. Lunch is over. Neither have eaten and Kitty is sore. Prowl has, during their lunch break, replaced her tattoo with the correct one. A less offensive one. He tells her to consult with him the next time she decides to get a tramp stamp.
She throws herself at him, promising she will try not to be so stupid next time. He stands there and lets her fawn over him momentarily as he inspects his handiwork. He would have preferred her skin to have remained virgin… but if she had to have a tramp stamp, at least this time it’s the correct symbol.
And really… the more he stares at it, the more it grows on him. He promises to punish her further later, for the Cookie Monster and Porn antics. Kitty purrs with anticipation and gets back to work.