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Newly posted - the search engine didn't show the older picture and only my watchers could notice it so I found I had to upload it again, sorry to my watchers for the inconvenience! The original submission with the first comments can be found here: [link] Unfortunatly it seemes not even this helped

Sunstreaker sat there with his arms crossed, legs slightly spread, in the proud and self-confident way of his.
“Hey” Jazz said.

Sunstreaker nodded. “Hi Jazz.”

Silence. But Jazz was not willing to admit he was curious what this was about and ask. If Sunstreaker wanted something here, he should come over with it himself.
Only after several minutes the headstrong Lamborghini gave in and spoke first.
“I thought you would come over for a little” he stated.

Slowly, Jazz shook his head. “I didn’t want.”

“Are you coming now?”

“No.”

Though not one hydraulic in Sunstreaker’s face moved, Jazz saw from the heat that developed in his temples that he was angry.

“Where have you been” he asked darkly.

It offended Jazz slightly, as if he had to answer to him about his whereabouts! But he was sick of hiding and firmly said “At the Ambassador’s.”

Slowly, Sunstreaker shook his head. “I don’t get it. Why are you spending your time with a slagging decepticon?”

“Because I hope he will turn.”

Now Sunstreaker jerked visibly and finally leaned forth, nearly bringing them face to face. “Jazz! You can not be that naïve!”

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One picture that has been in the works for months. It was my "during phonecalls picture" and therefore evolved very slowly.
How do you like the two?

Woooooo background! Thanks to for one of the poster ideas

Fullview please! It's biiig

Description
Newly posted - the search engine didn't show the older picture and only my watchers could notice it so I found I had to upload it again, sorry to my watchers for the inconvenience! The original submission with the first comments can be found here: [link] Unfortunatly it seemes not even this helped

Sunstreaker sat there with his arms crossed, legs slightly spread, in the proud and self-confident way of his.
“Hey” Jazz said.

Sunstreaker nodded. “Hi Jazz.”

Silence. But Jazz was not willing to admit he was curious what this was about and ask. If Sunstreaker wanted something here, he should come over with it himself.
Only after several minutes the headstrong Lamborghini gave in and spoke first.
“I thought you would come over for a little” he stated.

Slowly, Jazz shook his head. “I didn’t want.”

“Are you coming now?”

“No.”

Though not one hydraulic in Sunstreaker’s face moved, Jazz saw from the heat that developed in his temples that he was angry.

“Where have you been” he asked darkly.

It offended Jazz slightly, as if he had to answer to him about his whereabouts! But he was sick of hiding and firmly said “At the Ambassador’s.”

Slowly, Sunstreaker shook his head. “I don’t get it. Why are you spending your time with a slagging decepticon?”

“Because I hope he will turn.”

Now Sunstreaker jerked visibly and finally leaned forth, nearly bringing them face to face. “Jazz! You can not be that naïve!”

---

One picture that has been in the works for months. It was my "during phonecalls picture" and therefore evolved very slowly.
How do you like the two?

Woooooo background! Thanks to for one of the poster ideas

Fullview please! It's biiig