Loved the human jokes. Dirt lol. Also liked how you turned it into a convincing myth for the culture.

"The inhabitants would eventually give it a name which meant, in two languages, "dirt." Unimaginative sods."

Your love of the mighty pun makes me think you are either a Pisces or a Gemini. Regardless of whether you believe in astrology or not, a statistically significant number of people born under both signs have a love of and instinctive ability to use these gloriously subtle and pithy constructions.

"Designation 'Jazz,'" said the mech. "Ye're Prowl."

"No. Painted to look like him."

ROFLMAO!

"Prowl had, in fact. The pretty, dainty horse-things with the horns in the center of their foreheads? They were gone now because Megatron had caught the largest herd in a blast, deliberately from what Prowl could see, and the surviving gene pool wasn't sufficiently diverse to support them. Result: fatal inbreeding. He nodded."

NOOOOOOOOOOO! Not the unicorns! [sob]

Beautiful. I'm intrigued - your knowledge and understanding of history is very very good, much better than mine. Are you a teacher? Or is it that you have a (n unfortunately rare) need to really understand your subject before writing about it?

I love this fic. I really, really do. The dry wit in your prose is wonderful, the nerdy bits are great, and the story itself is equal parts cracky, sweet, and awesome. I love Prowl and Jazz as much as any fangirl, but I never thought I'd read a fic wherein their love is so epic it brings about human civilization!

Hah, that was great! Definitely not my favorite of your When Prowl Met Jazz stories, but I'm sure in my top five. The idea of the Transformers landing on Earth before humanity even evolves in an interesting one, obviously interesting enough to have caught the fancy of actual television execs (watch out, Prowl, next you'll bump into Cheetor and Rat Trap) and makes for fun opportunities. Like Hound and Ratchet, busy observing the evolution of the human race. And Megatron, you wicked thing. You just had to go and make the unicorns extinct, didn't you?

Loved Jazz getting protective of his cute little friends, all for the sake of music. He knows his priorities! And thrown in with a dash of Jazz/Soundwave to make me squeal. Very disappointed to lose him, aren't you, Sounders? Well, uninvited trips into a mech's head will drive them away. But let's face it, Jazz is safer with the Autobots. And he'll have more chances to dance.

BRILLIANT! :D Loved that music preceded culture - fire, cooking, tools would all come with time but *music* was what made them more than just another ape. Great insight! And, of course, Jazz and Prowls were wonderful. :) ~ Eowyn77

I just adore these "finding unique ways to bring J&P together" fics. Makes me wonder what would have become of australopithecus without the gods who gave them fire?

The idea of ancient humans seeing TFs as god is a trope that just does something for me - puts me in this delicious happy place which I may need to write about as well some time.

Jazz dancing was adorable. Prowl with the lion was ADORABLE! Decepticon Jazz letting Kra krawl all over him was ADORABLE. So much love for this. Can't wait for the next one you come up with.

Ever considered an SG version where Prowl becomes a 'Con?

Aww :3 I really enjoyed that.

*laughs* Bad Jazz, Bad Prowl, breaking the Prime Directive this way~

But go and write all the Prow-meets-Jazz-for-the-first-time stories you want~ I enjoy reading them all!

:D Equation. Suuuure, Prowl.

And I LIKE your fascination for putting Jazz-and-Prowl's first meeting somewhere fun and interesting! And Prowl inducing fuel-pump palpitations in Jazz is both adorable and hilarious. :D

Also d'aaaw, poor Soundwave: too kinky even for Jazz!

Poor Soundwave. ...but at the same time, Prowl/Jazz is aymayzing. So.

...and so humanity's love of gemstones was born. This line- along with many others- just made me crack up.