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Back home, a month after the battle in Egypt, Sam tossed and turned within his bed, eyes screwed shut and letting out frustrated grumbles as multiple thoughts raced through his mind. On how he could not get into any college or get a job interview and worse cannot get over the breakup with Mikaela which together sucks. “Ugh!!” punching his pillow in frustration.
Outside. Picking up his human emotions Bumblebee right away drove out of the garage and transformed out of alternative mode went to bedroom window with a concern robotic whirl.
“It’s nothing Bee, I'm fine” Sam huffed.
“What's the matta?” Bee using his multiple voice impressions and sound effects.
The autobot using an Italian voice impression, Sam cannot help but lighten up, turning onto his back, staring up at the ceiling. “Ever since we got back from Egypt, life has been very complicated.”
Receiving a sad whirl from outside.
“Oh, no no Bee it is not because of you, Prime or the others.” Sam quickly replied he did not mean it like that. “Without you guys my life would have been boring and I would have got my ass kicked everyday by Trent DeMarco if you guys did not show up” said gratefully.
Bee let out a happy mechanical whirl, grateful also that the human came into his life too.
Sam smiled for a moment then sighed softly “though it would be nice to get into college, learn new things, make new friends and party you know?” his inner nerd and young adult excitement stirred about but it died when the thought of Mikaela popped into his mind, turning back onto his side. “And….I miss dating Mikaela…” being his first ever girlfriend, face heating up as he confessed his feelings to the autobot who was listening intently outside.
Bumblebee taking in everything, it warmed his spark that his human is comfortable to share everything and anything with him, although it strained him also because he too had something to confess….fiddling with mechanical fingers.
“But hey we still are friends and we text each other once in a while. Plus she has Wheelie and Brains to watch after her.” Sam tried not to sound sad.
Though Bumblebee knew his human was sad his voice laced with emotion, he wanted to reached his hand into the window and comfort him…and…? ‘no! not that’ shaking his head not finishing that thought.
“Speaking of Brains because he decided to live with Mikaela I have to buy another laptop, a used one on EBay.” Sam let out little huff in annoyance, having to clear out all the viruses “Welp, time to try get some shut eye. thanks for listening Bee, you are good friend.” Yawning, “Goodnight.” closing him eyes, pulling his blanket over himself.
“Good night partner” Bumble using western cowboy voice impression.
Sam hummed, smile appearing on his face. Being a human having giant alien robot as a friend he felt like that boy in that movie Iron Giant mind drifting off in childlike wonder, helping him fall asleep.
Meanwhile outside, Bumblebee using his hyper cybertron senses, listening to sounds of his human steady heartbeat and gentle breathing turn into light snores. Confirming that his human is sleeping, he took a couple steps back and began to panic, hands going to his head. ‘I need to talk to Optimus about this! I cannot keep this a secret any longer’. Tip toeing out of the back yard, not wanting to wake the up the sleeping form, whilst trying not to crush any plants or break any yard ornaments. Knowing that Sam parents will give him crap for that, especially the mom who takes great care of the objects and plant life. As soon as his mechanical feet touched the pavement, got to the driveway he wasted no time transforming into his yellow Camero form and drove off, speeding away into the city, zooming pass multiple vehicles heading towards the NEST base, miles away outside the city.
Upon arriving.
“Open the gate for the Camaro” a NEST soldier spoke through a walkie talkie. Seeing the speeding yellow camero approaching. Before the gate can properly open.
Bumblebee transformed into alternative mode and jumped over the fence. Parkour style.
“Aw come on you have go through the gate.” Solider shook his head seeing the autobot rush inside the base. “Alien robots” he sneered.
When inside the base, Bumblebee
scanned the area for any sign of Prime, ignoring his fellow Autobots and soldiers greetings.
Who were surprised to see the yellow transfomer since he never visited the base at nights, always stayed and slept at Witwicky house unless—
“Bumblebee what’s wrong?! is Sam alright?!” Ratchet asked in worry, thought of the worst.
Ironhide near by polishing his countless weapons immediately stood up.
Using his comms to communicate to the medical officer. {Sam is fine he is sleeping. I need to speak with Prime. It is kind of urgent}
At first Ratchet was sceptical seeing the somewhat panic team member, though the look in his blue optics gives confirmation that the boy was indeed safe and that’s all that mattered {he is outside on the roof} used his comms.
{Thank you} Bumblebee nodded in appreciation.
Ratchet watched the yellow autobot make his way towards the roof top in a rushed manner. Causing him to raise mechanical brow.
/Is Sam in danger?/ Ironhide speaking
In Cybertronian in order not to catch any human soldiers unwanted attention, though some were already staring at them in curiosity.
/no Samual is fine but something is troubling our fellow team member/ Rachet crossed his arms.
Ironhide sat back down once he knew the human was alright, though scoff at the idea of Bumblebee being troubled, being autobot who occasionally acted like a sparkling, who knows what could be troubling him, whatever it is, it must be stupid. Going back to polishing his weapons.
Bumblebee passing by multiple corridors, one containing Sideswipe in his sliver grey Chevrolet form, sleeping. Another containing the twins Mudflap and Skids who were watching the super-bowl on a huge flat Tv screen, the two taken a liking in human customs. Such sports, gaming, comic books and other forms of entertainment. “Sup bee” “Yo bee” both twins replied in unison, neither of them taking their optics off the screen. Oblivious for the fact the yellow bot was here late in the night.
Bumblebee totally ignored them, there was no time for their shenanigans. Though he immediately was stopped when a rough metal hand grabbed his shoulder and forced him to turn around.
“what are you doing here, shouldn’t
you be sleeping back at your garage at your person house” Jazz groused rudely.
Bumblebee optics glared at the sliver white autobot who turned into Pontiac Solstice, did not like way he called Sam a person. Sam wasn’t just any person!, feeling a little protective, though…“It’s none of your business” he replied using a mixture of intimidating voice impressions.
This caused Jazz to frown. Not like he cared about the human or the yellow autobot, nor about their sick relationship. A Cybertronian and a human being friends, it is already bad enough they have to form alliances with them, the mere thought of it caused him to make a low growl.
Bumblebee pushed the metal hand off his shoulder, hearing that growl, that was his cue to leave quickly because he had no time to scuffle with the other Autobot right now.
“Hey! I wasn’t done talking to you!” Jazz calls after him.
Bumblebee getting away quickly out the other’s sight.
Jazz just growls and then scoffs “whatever” rolling his huge metal shoulders.
Making his way up towards the roof top.
Soon as he stepped outside, feeling the cool night air against his metal surface, he was greeted by the sight of the Cybertronian leader and long time friend, whose optics were looking up at the stars, probably looking up at home, planet Cybertron.
Right away the leader greeted him. “What brings you here my friend” Aware of the fact that the yellow autobot is here being after midnight.
At first Bumblebee did not answer it felt like there was a wedge stuck inside his throat.
“Is the boy alright?” Optimus prime had to ask, even though he already knew the answer.
Bumblebee using his comms {yes, Sam is fine, I need to talk to you about something serious}
“what could it be my friend?” Optimus head tilted in concern.
Bumblebee had to take in a deep breath, before breathing out /pet bond/ used his actual voice, spoke in cybertronian.
After that it was dead silent….
Only on rare occasions the yellow autobot ever use his actual voice to speak in cybertronian. Thats how you know this is serious matter.
And serious matter indeed…..Optimus optics narrowed dangerously at him.
Making him shrink back like a scared sparkling.
“Inside now!” Optimus ordered.
Bumblebee did not hesitate to listen with his head down followed the leader inside the building. It was obvious the leader was angry. Like real angry. Passing everybody like they did not exist.
Even Jazz who saw the pair did not dare to approach.
As soon as Prime entered into his personal room where he slept, right away transformed into his Semi truck form to think deeply.
Whilst Bumblebee just stand there, awkward and scared. Unsure about what the leader is going do to him.
After a couple minutes, which like decades for Bumblebee.
Optimus, calmed down enough to turn back into alternate mode, standing tall over the yellow autobot.
Who instinctively shrink back as if he was expecting a hit.
Optimus sighed deeply, mechanical hand going to the bridge of metal nose. “Friend, how could you do this.”
Bumblebee responded with innocent whirl.
“you are supposed to be the boy’s temporary guardian and nothing more” Optimus greatly disappointed.
Which caused Bumblebee to slumped his shoulders in guilt.
“Poor boy.” Optimus optics looking off to the side. There’s always something happening to this earthling. Seems like his life cannot catch a break. However, focusing his attention back to his yellow friend who was supposed to be loyal and follow orders! “Why did you do it.” voice threatening.
Bumblebee optics widen, mechanical hands going up in defence. /I don’t know/
But the leader demanded a proper answer, optics shining dangerously, long time friend or not.
Bumblebee gulped took an step back /I did it because I cannot let Sam go. I care deeply about him/ he admitted.
Hearing the sincerity in his friend voice, Optimus anger depleted, optics dimming, they have been long time friends ever since they lived on Cybertron, he would thought the yellow autobot being older would know better, though does tend to act like sparkling. Sparkling who never learns! “When did this happen.?”
“ever since you assigned me to be his guardian” Bumblebee recalled, thinking back when he was first tasked to watch over his human. Watching him from afar cant help but admire his human personality and quirks. Sam was smart, brave, awkward and so adorable. Just like when he was chasing him across the city riding his mother pink bike-
“Friend?, friend?. Bee!”
Optimus voice snapping out of his daydream. Bumblebee hand rubbed the back of his head, “Sorry” awkwardly apologized.
Ugh…his long friend was indeed a sparkling. Getting easily distracted especially during a serious situation like this. Optimus should have assigned Jazz in the first place instead of his friend otherwise this would have never happened. Actually, never mind, Jazz would have lost his patience and temper would have end up killing the boy. Optimus let out heavy exhale, his friend on the other hand he trusted the most, though this time unfortunately his friend failed him much to his disappointment. “Well we have to inform the boy and the others about this.”
Bumblebee had no choice but to nod.
“I personally will do it.” Optimus offered. Knowing how difficult it is going to be to explain. Also knowing it is going to cause uproar between the other autobots, it wont be surprising if a fight breaks out and for the boy his life is never going to be the same. Optimus escorted his yellow friend out of NEST, there was no small talk, no optics exchange, nothing.
Even the others who saw the pair walking together could only stare.
When the pair reached the huge exit door.
Optimus gave a curt nod, goodbye.
Bumblebee giving a sad sorry optics, transform into his Camero form and began driving obediently out the gates.
Optimus watched his friend take his leave, going out the gates and then drove off back into the city, going back to the boy.
When the yellow Autobot had left Ratchet thought it was good time to approach the leader /What is going on?/
/you will know tomorrow/ Optimus said firmly.
Bumblebee did not go home right away he drove around the city for couple hours, before parking himself inside the garage before the sun rose remained there until his human woke up.
Sam didn't wake up until 11:00 am his mom barged into his room to wake him up
because he did not bother to set up an alarm. Having no school, no job, there was no point to wake up early.
“Sam it’s almost lunch, get up!” Judy
having to be her son human alarm clock now ever since they returned from Egypt.
Sam groaned miserably. ‘Another day’ having to get up. “Mom….” he whined.
“Don’t give me attitude. Im not letting my son sleep his life away” Judy lightly scolded “come have lunch” leaving the room.
Sam groaned “ughh….” throwing his pillow to the side, having to get out of bed. Before he did his wake up routine, brush his teeth and take a shower, he went to the window to shout “Morning Bee”
With no response.
‘Hmm…’ Sam made a face but it didn’t think too much about it. Usually Bee would be up to give him a ‘beep’ good morning, “probably still sleeping” Sam said sluggishly heading into the bathroom. Yet, after eating lunch he went straight into the garage to check up on his friend. Who was still in his Camaro mode, parked. “Bee?” going up to the vehicle “is everything alright?”
Bumblebee had to play it cool, transforming into alternate mode in a sitting position, responded with light whirl and nodding, though fumbled with his mechanical fingers. A habit he does when nervous.
Sam scratched the side of his head “okay just making sure you’re alright.” patting the autobot metal knee. Brown eyes scanning the garage, making sure everything is in tip top shape. The TV set up in here seems to be alright but just to make sure he went to turn it on checking if it worked properly. Knowing how much Bee liked watching movies and TV shows just like Mudflap and Skids. This one time Bee woke him in the middle of the night because the TV did not turn on and he had to fix it. So, he assumed that’s what bothering the autobot, however the TV was absolutely fine. “Okay…..well then perhaps tonight we can watch movies together how does that sound Bee?” the human suggested.
Bumblebee couldn’t help but perk up at that. Watching movies with his human was one of his favourite activities!, although today everything might change. Gulping down uncomfortable lump Bee let out a fake happy whirl in low volume.
“Great! this evening we will go rent some movies” Sam gleefully said before making his back inside the house. Nothing out of the ordinary.
Bumblebee sighed heavily, head and shoulders slumped.
Throughout the afternoon, having no school and no job, Sam did his usual hobbies and activities to pass the time.
Which included, tinkering about, drawing Bee in a sketchbook a new habit he started, reading books, sometimes going to go visit Prime and the others at NEST, browsing the internet on his laptop and some occasions Face cam Mikaela. If she has the time of course, being a college student and all. Yet, his most favourite thing to do is hang out with his guardian/friend. Whether it be watching movies or going to drive around the city and park somewhere, listen to music, talk and laugh. However today was different on their drive to the Mall to rent movies, Bee was quiet, the autobot didn’t blast music, which he liked to do or not used any voice impression or sounds to talk. When Sam tried to turn on the radio to listen to music the yellow autobot would turn it off when he asked what was wrong Bee would not answer, making him pout ‘I wonder whats wrong?’ be pondered.
Bumblebee felt bad for upsetting his human but he had to mentally and emotionally prepare for what is about to happen this evening.
When they arrived, Bee decided to outside park, needing the open air to help him stay calm.
Sam got out, “Be back in 20 minutes”
Bee beeped in response.
Causing Sam to smile “I’ll make sure to pick out the really good ones” he patted the hood of the Camero before making his way inside the mall.
Bumblebee watched his human disappear inside the huge building with sad whirl ‘Sam has to know…’
On the weekdays the mall was packing. Being 5:00 pm in the evening, Sam tried to make this movie run quickly as possible he did not want to keep his friend waiting, but when he got there, browsing at the many movies, his mind began to ponder at his friend behaviour. ‘Wonder whats upsetting Bee? it’s not like him to not blast music when driving?…not to mention he did not speak all afternoon.’ What is something he did? or did not? he felt bad because the autobot insisted to be with him. While the others stayed together with Prime at NEST. Going on missions to track down and lock up decepticons or simply help NEST with human-related war missions. Every time they did go on missions they always made sure to ask yellow autobot if he wanted to join them, but Bee always turned them down to stay with him?. ‘Why?’ too lost in his train of thought, had not realize the worker/cashier coming up from behind him.
“Good choice, let me ring these up for you” she grabbed the two movies right out of his hands.
“Wait! I wasn’t done choosing” Sam protested, he doesn't even what kind of movies those are!?
“Look you have been in here for over 30 minutes it's almost my break and I do not want to miss it.” the cashier said whilst chewing her bumblegum. Scanning them for rental ignoring his protest “good choices, romantic and horror”
“Wait? what?” Sam looked at them as she placed them on the counter. Being Titanic and I know what you did last summer. “Oh no, come on…..” he complained “no” he didn't like watching horrors movies and Titanic?!? that something you would watch with a special someone, disappointed at the genre.
The cashier noticed and smirked “judging by your choices, Im guessing you and your girlfriend are going to be cuddling and holding each other.”
Causing him to blush, cheeks turning red. “Nooo!” Sam flustered, paying for the rental quickly as possible, needing to get out of here.
The cashier giggled taking her time putting them in a bag.
‘Aw come on’ before anyone sees the movies, Sam biting his bottom lip.
“Here you go, you have a week to return-”
The Cashier did not get to finish as Sam grabbed them with a fast “thanks”, quickly leaving the store, head down at the floor, cheeks still burning. “Why did she have to say that” he muttered. Uh…speaking of what she said being over 30 minutes….”Oh man, Bee!!” began rushing to the exit doors! ‘Shoot! I took more than 20 minutes!’ making his way outside to the parking lot. To his surprise! the yellow Camero pulled up, to meet him, car door opening.
“Get in” Bumble used a serious voice impression.
Without question “Okay” Sam hopped in.
The pair zoomed away from the mall and deeper into the city. Opposite route to where the he lived.
“Uhhh Bee where are we going?” Sam asked in confusion, **beep**, receiving a text from his phone.
From Bee: To Nest.
Sam started to worry, “is there something happening?” there were times where the yellow autobot texted him to properly talk to him. Bee comms were connected to his phone.
**beep** Bee: No.
“Then why are we going there?” the human questioned.
**beep** Bee: To see Optimus he wants to talk to you.
“about what? I hope it not something serious?” Sam getting nervous.
Bumble was hesitant to text back but he did not want his human to be nervous.
**beep** Bee: something new about Cybertronians.
When Sam read that his nerves were replaced by curiosity. ‘New?’ he blinked. After that he sat back and “Im sorry I took long in the mall bee I got distracted.”apologized.
“Hey, don’t worry about it” Bumblebee used an Italian impression.
Causing the human to relax. Sam looking out the window, curious to what the Cybertronian leader wants to tell him. Maybe thats what’s bothering Bee all day. Must be something interesting and important.
When arriving, being 6:30. Bumblebee followed orders entering through the NEST gate. Sam did not have to give out any IDs or information. Already known member. “Witwicky is here” the Soldier spoke through the walkie-talkie.
Sam getting out, followed by Bumblebee transformed, standing up, the two walking into the base were greeted by numerous soldiers, technicians and-
“Good evening Samual” Ratchet greeted, glad to see the fellow human.
“Evening” Sam responded happy to see the autobot who transformed into hummer search and rescue ambulance.
Unknowingly for Sam, Ratchet using his cybertronian senses to secretly check the human pheromones when Sam turned away, looking around the base for any sign of the others or Prime, he secretly scanned the human, checking his vitals, making sure the human was healthy and happy. When all was good. “Bumblebee” the medical officer then greeted.
Bumblebee did not miss how the medical officer always had to checked his human over, other than that he greeted his comrade with a nod using his comms {wheres Optimus?}
Ratchet had been informed by the leader earlier in the day about meeting that was going to happen when the two got here.
{follow me} leading the way.
Bumblebee followed.
Following behind “So where are Prime and the others?” Sam asked.
“They are waiting for us in a meeting room.” Ratchet answered.
“Cool, I cannot wait to found out whats new about you guys” Sam said excitedly.
/New?/ Rachet confused? looking over his shoulder back at his comrade /whats new? what did you tell Samual?/
Bumblebee just shrugged his shoulders.
Causing the yellow-green autobot to frown.
When they reached the meeting room containing all the autobots. Before Sam could take a step in “wait” hearing a voice impression, making him look up to meet the blue optics. “What it is Bee?”
Bumblebee fumbling his fingers “you are pal” using mixture of impressions to express his feelings.
Sam could only blink on sudden this was, uhhh…..”you are my best friend too Bee” giving the yellow transformer a warm smile. “now come on” entered into the room.
Bumblebee spark tighten within his chest, knowing his relationship with his human was about to change forever.
Once Sam stepped into the meeting, there one thing he noticed right away. Brown eyes quickly scanning the room. Containing mostly all the autobots and just autobots. Uhhh….”where are the other people?” Referring to humans like Lennox and Epps?
“Don’t worry about the other humans Samual. Just come here and sit by me” Prime instructed.
Sam followed orders, sitting by the leader on his own chair and on the his other side was Bee who sat down beside him. Sitting between the two autobots.
Bumblebee had to sit by his human just in case, his optics focused dangerously on two certain members. Protective instincts on stand by.
Both Ironhide and Jazz were just glaring at the yellow transformer.
Whilst Ratchet frowned still, brows knitted.
Mudflap and Skids seemed impatient. Wanting to get this meeting done and over with so they can go back to their room play more video games.
Sideswipe uninterested, optics looking off to the side.
Being around these big mechanical forms, Sam felt like a shrimp, shifting uncomfortably within his chair. Wishing he wasn’t the only human at this meeting.
Optimus had to take in a huge deep breath. “I have called you here to tell you all something very important.” Looking at his loyal team and then looking down at the boy.
Catching all their attention.
Including Sideswipe’s.
“Listen carefully Samual” Optimus placing his metal hand behind his chair.
“As for the rest for you listen up!” his voice boomed.
Making Sam slightly jump.
Bumblebee was ready.
“As most of you are unaware or perhaps forgotten. The relationships between a Cybertronian and non-cybertronian.”
The leader began slowly everyone was listening “A bond forms, usually when a Cybertronian gets fond to a non-Cybertronain known as a-“
“PET BOND!!!” The room went wild.
‘UH!! WHAT!!!!’ Before a horrified gasp could escape him, Sam was immediately picked up by the leader in a protective hold.
As predicted a fight and argument broke out.
Bumblebee protective instincts activated.
As soon as the others figured it out and are reminded. Jazz wasted no time to lunge at the yellow autobot first. Landing a few hard punches here and there, Bumblebee being skilled in combat delivered a few punches too, though it did not help that Ironhide had joined in too.
Two against one. Robotic growls and snarls filled the room.
Sam squirming within the leader hold,
looking at the autobots clash out with wide eyes. Reminding him of pack of dogs fighting.
Ratchet facepalm, expressing his great disappointment.
Mudflap having to hold back Skids.
“Come on man, let me at him, let me at him”, “no man as much as its make angry too Bumblebee is going to kick your ass.”
Sideswipe growled underneath his breath pulled out his weapon about to join in the squabble.
Knowing what the sliver grey autobot is capable of with such weapons, having witness decepticons being sliced in half. oh no! “Bee watch out!” Sam cried out.
Thats when the leader lifted up voice. “Enough!!!!!!” he roared.
Immediately the fight stopped, Mudflap and Skids froze, Sam stopped squirming.
Though the Bumblebee was not out the woods yet.
Jazz /digusting/ he spat, then released his hold.
Ironhide huge weapon remained locked on him ready to blast.
Sideswipe weapon ready to slice into him.
When Optimus realized of what he was doing. The way he was holding the earthling he quickly set him down.
Making Ratchet lift a metal brow.
Once the leader put him down Sam had to process of what was actually happening!!
“What in the world is a pet bond!” Trying not freak out because the way the others overreacted! this must be something seriously wrong.
Optimus had crouch down to gently talk with the human. “Samual. A pet bond is when a Cybertronian gets fond of non-cybertronian when they decide they want to care and protect them.”
Sam made a face. Wait a minute….”what the difference between a guardian then?”
“Being a guardian is task and temporary. But forming a pet bond is permanent usually uncommon for autobots.
Only common in decepticons” Prime explained.
That made Sam stomach drop. Looking at the leader in both shock and horror!. “What?!”
A wave of guilt washing over Bumblebee. Theres goes their friendship.
Whilst the others were angry and disgusted.
Sam he did not know this could occur!
hands covering his face, groaning within his palms. ‘This is so messed up!’
“What is going on in here!!” Lennox and Epps came bursting in, busting open the door. “you mechanical giants are shaking the building” When both men saw the situation. The Yellow Camaro in an odd position just finished a fight.
Tsk. “Typical” Epps shook his head.
Lennox was about to give the autobots a warning but noticed the young man distress. “What’s wrong Witwicky?”
“Lennox, please step outside, this is a discussion between us and the boy” Prime optics eyed the man.
“Well if it has something to do with my people and my home I ought to know too.” Lennox insisted unfazed by the leader's size.
“It's okay Lennox it has nothing to do with humanity or earth” Sam assured whilst not looking at the Colonel.
Lennox was not convinced, “Witwicky are you sure”
Sam had no choice but to meet the man eyes to nod weakly. ‘Mmm hmm’
Upon seeing how upset the kid was. Lennox lips thinned “alright” giving the autobots a serious glare before leaving the room with Epps, though both men waited outside the door.
“What do you think they are saying to the kid to make him upset like that.” Epps trying not to sound concern.
“I don’t know and I don’t like it” Lennox, feeling a tang of responsibility for the young man.
When the two men left the room it was quiet. Sam did not know what to say next, his throat felt dry and his chest was tight.
“Im sorry you have to find out about this Samual.” Prime broke the silence.
“Im sorry Sam….” Bumblebee using his actual voice to apologize.
“I thought we were best friends” Sam managed to say before storming out.
Hearing how hurt his human was. Bumblebee tried to get up from the floor to chase after him and explain but was immediately punched in the face.
“There I landed one” Mudflap letting go of Skids.
When Sam came out Lennox and Epps
“Witwicky what's going on?”
“Hey, kid you alright?”
Choosing to ignore their concerns, “I just want to go home” head hung low, eyes casted down.
Lennox and Epps exchanged looks.
“Okay we will take you home”
For Bumblebee seemingly this news has put a strain on the relationship between the team. After the humans left. Most of the Autobots could not stand to be near the yellow Camaro. Jazz, Ironhide, Sideswipe, and the twins giving dirty looks, thrown insults at the yellow Autobot when leaving the meeting room. Bumblebee did not care, they can throw insults, give dirty looks, dislike his guts. All he cared about was Sam. Getting up from the floor, robotically groaning in pain ‘Man did he take a beating’, though he has to make his way back to his human limping towards the door tell him how much he cared about him.
“you are not leaving” Rachet stopped him metal hand over his chest “Not while you are injured”
/But I need to tell Sam how much I care about him/ Bumblebee insisted.
/That's enough Bumblebee, let the boy be alone for awhile, give him time to process everything/ Prime putting a hand on the yellow bot's shoulder, who winced in pain at contact /besides you need to heal and rest/
The ride home was silent and awkward. Sam sat in the back seat, feeling the colonel eyes staring right at him through the rear view mirror.
“you want to tell me about the meeting kid”
Sounding more like demand than a question. “Not really” Sam looking out the window.
“Why not? you seemed pretty upset”
Lennox had to mention.
Sam kept staring out the window.
So Lennox tried a different approach.
“Look kid” turning his body to look, speak directly to the kid. “we been through a-lot together, you may not be official soldier but to me you are considered one! and it’s my business to know the well-being of my soldiers.”
Sam hearing how sincere Colonel words were, he sighed in defeat turned away from the window, he is right, they have been through a-lot, fought together in battle and he was one closest human allies who trusted in his stupid plans that almost got them killed. Might as well tell the guy. “Okay, fine…the reason for the meeting between me, Prime and the others was because…” uhh…trying to find the right words to explain the situation, scratching the side of his head.
“Because?” Lennox was listening.
So was Epps who was driving.
“Supposedly I am Bumblebee’s pet?.” Sam awkwardly stated.
“WHAT?” Both men yelled!!!
Epps stepping on the breaks hard.
Giving Sam whiplash, “Ow hey!!”
As if the autobot reaction was bad enough both men reaction was no better.
Lennox and Epps shocked and disgusted by this. “They cannot do that!”, “That ain’t right!!”
“Hey I did not know that this could happen either, this whole time I thought Bumblebee was my best friend” Sam rubbing the back of his neck, eyes looking out the window again.
“Tsk that is so messed up” Epps shaking his head, focus back on driving.
Lennox was not going to let it slide. Hearing how hurt the kid was,
Seeing his sad face through the reflection of the window. “When I get back to the base, imma give those Transformers a piece of my mind.” Sitting back roughly, arms crossed. How dare one of them make the kid a pet. Humans are not pets.
Meanwhile back at NEST
Ratchet attended Bumble injuries. Nothing too serious just mostly bruises and what humans referred to as a black eye? from the punch by Skids. Oh and….”I found this in your compartment” Ratchet holding up a small bag.
/The movies/ Bumblebee grabbed them was about to put them back into his compartment but….thought if Sam would ever want to watch movies with him again? after finding out about the pet bond…..probably not. “I messed up real bad” using voice impressions.
“you did” Ratchet replied sternly.
Bumble turned into alternate mode started playing sad music.
Ratchet was still disappointed about the pet bond situation but the yellow autobot was his still comrade “I know you will make things right with Samual.” knowing how much both cared for one another. It was unmistakable and endearing to witness how earthling perked up when yellow autobot entered the room and how earthling looked up him head tilted in a- ‘Errrr’ Ratchet getting carried away.
Bumblebee transformed to stand up. “Thats it” getting idea, he watched so many movies to know how to properly explain and apologize was about to leave.
“you are staying here for the night to rest” Ratchet confirmed.
Bumblebee let out annoyed whirl and stomped his foot.
“Just for the night” Ratchet patted his shoulder.
“Fine…..” Bumblebee gave up. As long as he isn’t away from Sam more than 24 hours. Plus on the bright side being connected to Sam cellphone, he can track his whereabouts. Checking the tracker real quick, knowing that he safely made back home in the neighborhood he can sleep.
In the meantime Ratchet wanted to talk to Prime about something /sleep well comrade/ taking his leave.
Bumblebee beeped ‘good night’
“Home sweet home” Epps parked in the driveway “Goodnight kid.” Both men bid their farewell.
“Night and thanks” Sam waved goodbye, going inside.
They made sure to watch the kid go inside, just in case the kid did not do anything reckless. After founding out that he was some giant alien robot pet he must have felt like crap.
And he did, Sam ignored his parents worried faces “where have you been?” from his dad, “why haven't you text?” from his mom went straight into his room, plopping down onto his bed, face buried in the mattress to muffle his groan “whyyyyyyy………” face turned to the side
“Why can’t my life be normal…”
At NEST
Ratchet was able to find Prime who was sitting down metal hand rubbing his temples. Approached the stressed out leader “Prime I need to speak to you about something.”
“It is about the meeting?” Prime grumbled.
“yes” Ratchet cleared his throat. Before the yellow-green autobot could get another word out.
A military vehicle pulled up with a very
angry earthing stepping out, slamming the vehicle door! “Prime do want to explain to me about this humans being pets to your kind situation!” teeth bared.
/great/ Prime muttered can this day get any more worse.
At home his mom came into his room to comfort him. Bringing him a plate of pasta from supper but he was no where near hungry. How could he eat right now.
“Oh Sam whats wrong?” Judy sat at the edge of his bed.
Sam just moped, bottom lip sticking out.
Judy exhaled “well then I might as well tell your dad”
“No!” Sam sat up immediately “don’t tell dad” knowing how strict, stubborn and busy his dad is. Being the one working extra hard in order to pay the bills and keep the house.
“Tell me what is upsetting you then?”
“Me and Bumblebee are not good terms right now” Sam established, not wanting to tell his parents about the pet situation. had enough reactions for the day, being held whilst the autobots clashed it out and got whiplash.
“Oh. sweetie I’m sorry to hear that.
you and Bumble are best friends. Im sure you guys will make up at some point” Judy pulling him into a hug.
Sam tried not scoff, ‘some best friend, didn’t even tell me that I was his pet.’
“Don’t worry, you and Bee will be on better terms again. Good night” Judy getting up to leave his room.
“Night.” Sam called after, when she was out of sight and earshot. he slumped back down onto his bed with angry huff, “Im not a pet and that’s that.” pulling his blanket over himself.
Back at NEST
After Prime had to explain to older earthling Lennox about the whole situation.
Lennox kept his guard, eyes fixed on the cybertionian leader. “So, it is clear that you metal giants wont do the same to my soldiers or any other human in here or out there.”
“It is clear Willam. It will not happen again.” Prime confirmed using the earthling first name. Being only this one
and only time.
“It better. Or else Im sending you guys off this planet right away in a rocket half finished” Lennox warned before taking his leave for the night.
Optimus watched the earthling with steady optics gruffly exhaling.
This day has been rough.
Rough indeed, even after finding out that he was a pet, physically and mentally exhausted Sam eyes were getting heavy. Before drifting off to sleep “not a pet….”he whispered falling asleep. Into a dreamless slumber.