Chapter One - Ocean AvenueThe sun was setting on the horrid and demolished landscape, just another thought of the after math of that took place along with the battle that brought most creatures to sorrow that very same day. Many animals made their way around the deselent place, many bowing their heads and their realization of many loved ones gone and their home destroyed kicked into their futile minds. A few bird chirped happily here and there, singing their merry songs as they tried to make peace with the living and calm the dead into crossing over. It was all over, they only seemed to think, it was all finally over. The dismay, the hurt, the torture. Yes, it all seemed to be over. For the time being anyway.
There's A Place Off Ocean Avenue
Where I Used To Sit And Talk With You
We Were Both Sixteen And It Felt So Right
Sleeping All Day, Staying Up All Night
Staying Up All Night
Out of a large pile of stones and rubble, a large rock no bigger than a computer screen went flying into the air
Forevermore IEarth summers were quite beautiful, one would have to admit; green grass, flowers, and all kinds of life surrounded you strangely in so much of a large amount that one's head would be spinning just by the amount of it. The Autobots were no exception when it came to this; there hadn't been much grass or organic life back on Cybertron to begin with, and anything brought in never lasted too long if one did not look after it properly. Knowing this, many who knew of the Autobots and heard these stories had to ask why they would try to keep anything of the sorts to begin with if it was just going to die in the end because they hadn't a clue to take care of it. "Why would you keep domesticated animals or indoor plants but for simply to make anything look better, if you were going to let it die in the end?" Perceptor had once retorted when the topic had been brought up during a conversation with Will and a few other humans. And he had a point, too; unless your home had the right fit for somethForevermore I3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
An Autobot Christmas IChristmas; a time for everyone to come together, the season of giving. Some humans say that this time was the birth of their savoir; others say that it simply is a tradition that has been passed down through many generations. Around Planet Earth, there are many forms of it, and many different ways in which people celebrate it. A very interesting holiday, to say the least. And for a kind like ours to be welcomed into this holiday, is what many would call a blessing. For one to be welcomed into a tradition in which one is not accustomed to .. We will learn in due time. But for the time being, we have learned to enjoy ourselves in what the humans call the festival of joy.An Autobot Christmas I3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Two Days Prior to Christmas Eve;
Samuel Witwicky sat quietly in the driver's seat of the yellow Camero, his thoughts obviously not with Earth right now. Bumblebee had noticed this even before they took off driving; Sam had dropped his keys several times while trying to unlock his car, Bee ending up ha
An Autobot Christmas IIIAfter making sure that everyone was busy - which they were, it was almost Christmas - and seeing that there was no one to talk to, the youngling ventured out into the cold night air. Time temperature seemed to have passed quickly; what was evening not half an hour ago had become night, and what was thirty-five degrees had now turned into the mid twenties. However, this did not effect the Cybertronians what so ever; they were used to a variety of temperatures and sudden changes in the weather and time, so it was only natural for Bumblebee to sit outside against the looming walls of the bass unscathed, as humans dashed from place to place in excess amounts of clothing.An Autobot Christmas III3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Although it was snowing quite a lot, the white crystals making a blanket over the frozen solid ground, there were some holes in the clouds above, abling people to see through to the night sky and the billions of stars above. As best as he could, Bumblebee tried to guess out which on was Cybertron; his home. Often elders li
An Autobot Christmas VIt wasn't much later that Bumblebee had dropped off Sam at the mall to do his shopping that the boy called him, saying that Mikalea had called him wanting to be picked up to do a little shopping of her own. Reluctant to give up his nice clear parking spot for a slushy one when this one was taken, Bumblebee finally gave in and quietly drove to the work shop where the girl was currently spending her days with her father; while still having been out of prison for nearly a year or so now, he still needed to be watched every now and then, and reminded that anything even minor that he did could end up with a life sentence. And that was if he was lucky.An Autobot Christmas V3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The dark haired girl gave a holler and wave goodbye to her father the "crew" that worked at the car shop before trudging her way through slopped snow in work boots over to the yellow Camero. Bumblebee would have thought that she would have been freezing; wearing a tank top with a light jacket and jeans. Then again, that was basically the same
An Autobot Chirstmas IVIf You Could See That I'm The OneAn Autobot Chirstmas IV3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The One Who Understands You
Been Here All Along So Why Can't You See?
You Belong With Me, You Belong With Me
That night Skidz and Mudflap went to bed fairly easily, unlike most nights where all hell broke loose when it was their bed time. Maybe they didn't want to feel Ironhide's wrath; the larger mech's wrath was the worst, from what he saw. Of course, Bumblebee was always the one being protected by it, seeing as how his guardian often used it to protect him in the long run. Which was why he was happy to call the trigger happy weapon's specialist his adopted genitor, even though the burly mech wouldn't admit it; Sam even once joked about their relationship, using lyrics from that one guy. What was his name? Oh, that's right; Snickers or some kind of human sweets like that.
When They Know They Your Heart
And You Know You They Armor
And You Would Destroy Anyone Who
Would Try And Harm 'Em
Yeah, something like that.
Thinking about Ratchet's
An Autobot Christmas XI"Optimus and the others seemed to have run into a little trouble," informed Jazz as the duo skated down the abandon and destroyed streets of the city.An Autobot Christmas XI3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Not too long ago had Jazz finally given Bumblebee his human back, and Sam looked slightly shaken up from his guardian getting hurt like that and simply getting up and shaking it off like it was nothing. Everything around them seemed to echo destruction, bodies on the ground abandon. Gun shots rained farther away, however the sounds could be heard from far out of town, it seemed. No life was liable to show up anywhere; everyone and everything seemed as dead as a doorknob, as the humans would say. Bumblebee felt his spark pang; stupid Decepticons, always ruining everything!
"Opt' said they had a run in with Megatron," Jazz continued as they rounded a corner into yet another destructed street. Sam seemed to cling on to his guardian a little more as he looked around at the quickly passing destruction around them. "Prowl was right; 'ere was '
An Autobot Christmas VIIf anything, by the time they had gotten back, hell had arisen.An Autobot Christmas VI3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
There weren't all too stunned to see that the hanger in which WheelJack often conducted his little experiments Well, part of the Eastern wall had been blown off, to be precise. No one had been brutally injured, 'Jack merely scrapping both his hands enough to keep him out of work for some time. [And what a Christmas marical that was.] Luckily, he was the only one in the hanger at the time; Skidz and Mudflap had just gotten not ten Cybertronian feet from the hanger when they heard the explosion, and had managed to alert Ratchet and Ironhide quick enough before anyone else went to investigate.
By the time Sam, Mikalea, and 'Bee had arrived, they almost had everything cleaned up. Well, except for the better part of the heavy lifting and the hole in the wall replaced, but Ratchet forewarned that WheelJack wouldn't be using his lab for a long time, so there was no need to rush on fixing it. Merely cover up and/or store any
An Autobot Chirstmas IITwenty or So Minutes LaterAn Autobot Chirstmas II3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Tires screeched loudly down the concrete strip to the N.E.S.T Headquarters, Bumblebee overly excited to see his friends again. More so since it was to be their first Christmas together. The yellow and black Camero came to a screeching stop inside the open hanger, the large door open as it always was when someone was awake inside. Many faces stopped and turned at the sound of the car screeching to a stop, however, upon seeing who it was, went back to their business. However there were a few who were curious enough to stop and watch.
Sam had to admit, four months seemed like a long time; especially since he was missing out on some action. Slowly he opened the driver door and slunk his way out, grabbing the bag full of his items from the passenger seat. Making sure to close the door behind him, green optics looked around curiously; well there were some new faces. When he had called Lennox saying that he was coming, the Captain had told them that there wer
An Autobot Christmas XVIBumblebee knew that something was going to go wrong. He always knew it because of the feeling in his spark. He was usually right when it came right down to it, yet he was usually off by a little bit. He was still, right, though, and that was enough for others to believe it. At first, he thought that this was one of the few times he was wrong; he thought that Optimus was doing good, seeing as how he was strong and all and could kick Megatron's aft in any situation, looking back at how many times he had done so. So he wasn't worried. Not at first, at least. So he focused on what he knew he had to do: kick some Decepticon aft, like he always did. Sure, Barricade never showed back up - which was a good thing, although the Mustang was always a coward - which meant less of a worry for him, but yet at the same time that terrible feeling in his spark got worse.An Autobot Christmas XVI3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
And then he realized why; he was barely paying attention to the VS. between Optimus and Megatron, but knew that when Megatron looked l
An Autobot Christmas XII"So you're saying we use Bumblebee as a distraction?"An Autobot Christmas XII3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Have him get close to Megatron?"
"So he can distract the Seekers away from the warlord?"
"And then while he's leading them off, we go in?"
"That's about how it is, yeah."
"Don't you think that your plan may be a little too, uh - what's the word? - dangerous for your charge?"
"Click Click Twitter Chirrup Warble Chirrup Warble Click!" 'Hey! I'm a grown mech! I can handle my self!'
"Well, yes," Optimus shrugged, shifting on his feet to spread them shoulder length apart as he again crossed him arms. "I just think that the job may be a little too dangerous for you. Why not get Jazz or Mirage to do it?"
"Because 'Bee can handle himself," Ironhide retorted before the young mech could say anything in response. "That, and you know you have to let him grow up sometime, Optimus."
"Yeah, but .," their leader starter, dropping his arms to his sides and straitening up sli
An Autobot Christmas VIIThere were a few more moments of silence between the two as Ratchet let it all sink in. Meanwhile, Bumblebee was thinking. The scout knew that he could trust the medic with anything; could talk to him with just about any like he could with Ironhide or Sam; however, like stated before, Sam could not help him with this issue, and he honestly didn't know how Ironhide would react to him crushing on their leader; for a while Bumblebee thought that 'Hide had a crush on him as well, although he didn't have the guts to ask him up front. He really didn't want to have his head blown off either way, weather he was right or wrong.An Autobot Christmas VII3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Optimus Prime?" Ratchet finally repeated for a third time as he leaned forward. Bumblebee gave yet another nod to show that he was right. After another moment, Ratchet nodded his head in what Bumblebee thought meant that he approved. "You know, I can kind of see your point?" he confessed, making the scout give him a look on confusion.
"Eh?" came the noise out of his voc
An Autobot Christmas XIIICity Lights Are Callin'An Autobot Christmas XIII3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Slowly Comin' Back to Life
Speedin' In The Fast Lane
Mama, Let Us Waster No Time
Devil in the Doorway
Sellin' Any Kind of Hell
We're Just Comin' Out To
Play The Game
If anything, it looked as if the battle should have been over already; most of either fractions had scattered back to re-fuel, only a few still watching over their fallen comrades and the battle frontier that was the city. But for the most part, it looked like it had been utterly abandon. When the city had first been attacked, and sighting of the Decepticons had began earlier that day, the civilians were quickly evacuated, leaving only those foolish enough to stay and hide until the army came around. 'Bee couldn't help but wonder who would be so foolish as to do something like that. Than again, if you had ever met Sam's father, you'd easily learn not to be so surprised.
The plan was simple: use Bumblebee, Sideswipe, and Sunstreaker as targets to distract the Decepticons, and hopefully lure Me
An Autobot Christmas XVIIIBumblebee looked so subtle in his sleep, weather it was forced upon him or not. The young bot was hooked up to a spark monitor and a tube of Engergon; he must have lost a lot of it - or at least enough of it - for Ratchet to hook him up to one of those up to someone. Where Bumblebee had gotten hit was quite obvious; Ratchet had been able to patch it up, however the new armor that he patched it up with was silver, and slightly scrappy; plus, it was dinted in slightly. But they would be able to fix that later; perhaps Sunstreaker would get him a new paint job or something for Christmas. Even if it wasn't himself, when it came right down to it, Sunny did not like bad paint jobs, and for those that he was close to - which was a very few in number - he would offer fixing their paint jobs or get them a new one.An Autobot Christmas XVIII3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Bumblebee just happened to be one of those few.
Optimus didn't know how long he stood at those doors, but finally he found his legs and feet, and willed them to move enough to start a
An Autobot Christmas XXThe next day was slow before his release, however it was a happy one no doubt; Skidz and Mudflap were happy to visit him in the med bay as he waited for Ratchet to do one last check on him before he left. They both had brought him a present that they had asked Wheeljack and Perceptor to make it; it was supposed to be a surprise for the day before when he got back, however they could not wait for that night to give it to him. Inside the large box blocked by wrapping paper - which was put crudely on the box, however Bumblebee thought that it looked lovely; it was the thought that counted, right? - was a small hand held game station that both Perceptor and Wheeljack had made for both Skidz and Mudflap a few months after arriving to Earth. Needless to say that Bumblebee was afraid that it would blow up on him at any moment, he was glad that he had a lot of games given to him from 'Jack that Skidz and Mudflap already had, and that the device was wireless, letting the three play against eachAn Autobot Christmas XX3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
An Autobot Christmas XVThis Could Be the Real World NowAn Autobot Christmas XV3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I Don't Believe It
But I Can See the Truth
Welcome to the Real World Now
You're All I Carry
I Don't Mean To Poison You
You're The Only One Who Thinks It's Tragic
This Can Be the Real World Now
Uh No-Oh, Uh No-Oh
This Can Be The Real World Now
It was sudden when Mirage was shot backwards with an un-seeable force. At least that was what Optimus thought, when he saw the red-colored mech went flying back, crashing into the top of the already fallen building, the roof easily caving in beneath him and he fell through. Inferno gave a cry, and turned to help his fallen comrade, however a blur of silver tackled the other mech, and both went spiraling off the edge of the building and to the ground below; Optimus had enough glance to realize to be a seeker, however he couldn't see the face enough to tell which one it was.
There wasn't enough time to think about it; the sound of something crunching behind the Prime - since he had turned with a stunned frame
An Autobot Christmas XIVEverything seemed to be going as planned. Or at least in Optimus's view.An Autobot Christmas XIV3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Sideswipe, Sunstreaker, and Bumblebee were quick to surprise the Decepticons, and they had very little warning to begin with; the trio suddenly leaping out of what seemed like nowhere, surprising too many to make them jump. Sunny seemed to be having too much fun with giving everything into kicking the Deception's aft's, too; flying, maneuvering, firing, and dodging as if he had been fighting his whole life. His brother seemed more weary; however still held the same mischievous smile, still called out those same curse words in order to get the enemy's attention away from their over lord. Bumblebee seemed just content on doing his job; more focused than Sunstreaker, his optics narrow as he tried to steer clear of on-coming missiles and bullets, of which he seemed to b e doing marvelously. However, it was Prime's own brother that he was worried about more than his own troops.
The Seekers had easily dropped down as ba
Forevermore IIGetting home was always the easy part; taking the back ways from the city, before taking the last concrete stretch equauviliate to ten Earth miles. Bumblebees always liked to go his fastest on this stretch, making his engine roar. After a while of going to the base like this, Sam finally stopped covering his ears, seeing as how he was already going deaf in the first place. Plus, it took less time than everyone else when you went as fast as you could go, making it easier to meet time limits. Upon entering the base, Bumblebee let Sam exit his alt forum before he transformed; Sam saying that he needed to call Mikalea before he did anything else, which meant to Bumblebee that he was free to go. And that he did; quietly maneuvering to the med bay so at least he would have someplace to relax other than the main area of the NEST base; although it was near nighttime, many humans and Autobots alike were still up and about, doing Primus knows what. Bumblebee was well enough to know not to ask.Forevermore II3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Forevermore IVOptimus thought it was a good idea; Bumblebee called it a bad habit. Getting up before dawn helped him get more work done, so said Optimus Prime; however Bumblebee swore up and down that not getting enough sleep would one day kill the Prime because of fatigue. That never stopped the Autobot leader from doing so; therefore Bumblebee always got up with him in the mornings while he was getting ready to leave, like the good bot he was. Optimus always told his little love that he never needed to do that; that he could get more sleep instead of waking up and then lying in bed for a few more hours before he had to get up, or even sometimes following the Prime around until he had duty to attend to. But Bumblebee did so anyway, knowing what Ratchet had once told him was right; that if you really loved someone, the little things you did for someone always counted, weather they knew so or not. Bumblebee guessed that Optimus thought that he really was being sweet, however tried to be nicer than thForevermore IV3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Forevermore IIIBumblebee had to admit that it was an early night; after playing a few video games with Skidz and Mudflap, and grabbing some DataPads from Wheeljack's lab for the old mech to read while he was healing, and making sure that was where he wanted to be for the remainder of the night, the yellow bot retired to the berth he and Optimus shared; Bumblebee always got there earlier than Optimus did, seeing as how the Autobot leader had a bad habit on stayin up until near midnight or one o'clock working, and then got up before the sun even rose in the morning to work some more. He had a base to run, sure; but it didn't mean that he couldn't get some more recharge than he currently got, right? Bumblebee thought so. After making sure that everything in the seemingly small room was in order - Bumblebee picked up the bad habit from Optimus himself, saving the mech hassle in doing so before he went to berth - Bumblebee quietly turned out any and all lights and crawled onto the berth covered in large pForevermore III3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
BubblyI've Been Awake For A While NowBubbly3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You Make Me Feel Like a Child Now
'Cause Every Time I See Your Bubbly Face
I Get The Tingles in a Silly Place
It Starts In My Toes
And I Crinkle My Nose
Where Ever It Goes
I Always Know
That You Make Me Smile
Please Stay For a While Now
Just Take Your Time
Wherever You Go
Boom! Crash! Bang! Clatter, clatter.
He had to admit, he never liked thunder or lightning. Sure, he had the term "thunder" in his name, but that didn't mean that he had to like it. It was that he was afraid of it; it was just that it always annoyed him, and never came at the right times every time they landed on a planet to refuel or some slag. Like now, when everyone was trying to sleep. Thundercracker was never a heavy sleeper, in fact he could be quite the opposite. Possibly it was his paranoia that persuaded him to be such; or rather, he knew something could happen at any moment, therefore decided not to sleep, because he knew that getting a deep sleep on the Nemesis w
Breakaway IIt had been official not a week and already it seemed Bumblebee knew that something was wrong with his Guardian. A week since he had officially "broken up" with his bonded, and often 'Bee looked up at him with sad optics, as if he had been hurt in some way. Chromia had left, and when they both agreed that until the war was over, and since they could rarely see each other, it was best to go their separate ways and find someone else. Maybe, just maybe, if neither had anyone else when the war ended, they would try their stakes again. They didn't want to risk the stakes of sudden sparklings, if the chance, nor did they want the risk of one dying and the other quickly following.Breakaway I3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It was near night time Cybertronian time, and also time for the Sparkling's bed time. It didn't take him long to convince the Sparkling to lie down and try to get some sleep; to his unusual standards, Bumblebee readily agreed and lied on their shared berth, even though attached above was his bed, with railing around
Breakaway IIIIf there was one thing Ratchet never expected from Ironhide, it was that he never expected to take his nice gestures seriously, even if he knew that the medic was being serious or tried to follow them as directed. It was one evening a couple days after fixing up Ironhide, as the medic left the rec room to get his "dinner," looking over the report that FirstAid had given him after his intern had repaired a broken wire in Hound's leg; the fragger had been scouting around in a forest on a planet they landed on to refuel on, and accidentally tore it via tripping over something and a sharp and strong vine grabbing at the thin wire as he fell, making it easily split.Breakaway III3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Ratchet was glad for the silence in the hallways; most everyone was either in their berth, assigned on some duty, or in the rec room relaxing until they felt it time to go back to their berths and recharge for the night. The medic sub-consciously punched in the code to get into his med bay, the quietness not disrupting him as he
Forevermore VIWith nothing left to do, Bumblebee headed towards one of the few places he could call sanctuary besides the rec room or the med bay; Wheeljack's lab. He knew that the mech was most likely running out of DataPads that he had to read over for his next project. Seeing as how he couldn't go into his lab, of course, 'Jack asked Bumblebee to pick him up things in his lab for him when he had free time or felt like doing so. Being the nice bot that he was, and liking Wheeljack quite a lot because he often spoiled him when he was younger - and sometimes even now, although rarely, since he now he had Skidz and Mudflap to spoil often - Bumblebee willingly went and got things for him, even when the inventor never asked him to get such things. However, Wheeljack tended to explain the things he was doing, or one would overhear Perceptor or Prowl talking about what he was doing from time to time. Bumblebee was a good listener, he had to give himself that.Forevermore VI3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The base had been built onto in the last few
Sufficient ISufficient: enough to meet the needs of a situation or a proposed end.Sufficient I3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
When They Come For Me
Come For Me
I'll Be Gone
Oh, When They Come For Me
Come For Me
I'll Be Gone
He never liked having to scout something or someplace out. Especially if that some place happened to be totally ruined and completely torn apart. He knew he wasn't alone, sure; the others that were scouting out the rest of the broken city that he knew he couldn't reach by nightfall - like Mirage - were just farther away than he wanted them to be. But that was alright; he was fast enough to dodge enemy fire, and thought he could take on a few 'cons if need be. Weather he thought anyone who think him crazy for doing something like that or not, well, he couldn't deny them much of that. Then again, he was already dubbed as crazy for having missions that lead him into enemy base. But hey, it was all for the cause, right? And he was alright with that; he never did anything without good reason. He might have join