Very short, Trigger-y goodness of Christmas.
Disclaimer: I do not own Bumblebee or Jazz
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"What's that?" Air pointed at the colored bulb in Bumblebee's hand.
The blonde pretender man looked at the bulb then at the red-haired girl pointing at it. "It's a Christmas tree ornament." He hooked it on a branch then picked out another.
"What that?" Air tapped the new bulb now in the blonde's hand.
"This is also a Christmas tree ornament." He cracked a small smile.
"Are they all round and pretty?" Air gasped.
Bumblebee looked at the shiny ball, and shrugged. "I suppose so, yes." he nodded slightly.
Trigger fluttered up, took the ball, and disappeared into the kitchen of the Miller house.
"Trigger! Don't break that, it-!" He waved a hand, and gave up. "Nevermind."
Air ran away after Trigger, and continued hanging up ornaments until the box he held was empty. Without looking, he yawned, picked up a slightly heavier box of larger bulbs, and moved around the tree as he hung them. He picked up one, and started.
"Wha?! Trigger...?" He narrowed his blue eyes at the sparkling blue orb that was once the eyebot. "Kiiiids!" Bumblebee called.
Bebop walked through, hands stuffed in the pockets of his sweatshirt. In his present state, he looked like any lazy teenager.
"Bebop, what happened to Trigger?" Bumblebee asked the dark-haired young man.
"Oh, heh, yeah." Bebop chuckled. "The insectibots sprayed glue on it then Trigger rolled around in glitter, and Key put it in the box so you'd find it." He jerked a thumb at the kitchen doorway.
Bumblebee turned, and several heads ducked behind the couch. The blonde smiled, shook his head, and hung Trigger on the tree.
Later, Jazz hobbled on his cane from the back room, glanced at the tree with a smile, and had to do a double take as one ornament wiggled, and squeaked. He glanced at Bumblebee, who was making cookies with the younger sparklings in the kitchen.
Bumblebee shook his head with a thin-lipped smile.
"Don't ask."
