Alrighty, my first song-fic. Hope you enjoy it.
I do not own "Best Friends" by Will.. Nor do I own transformers.
N.E.S.T Base, Diego Garcia
Depressed. Samuel Witwicky was depressed. Usually the cause for his depression would be a Decepticon, but today, his mind was focused on something else.
Mikaela.
His girlfriend had just….left. No warning whatsoever. She had broken up with him by e-mail, saying that sometimes things didn't work out right, and that this was one of those things. Whatever that was supposed to mean. She had packed up her things at the base, not even bothering to say goodbye to her Autobot friends.
So Sam was now sitting on the sandy shores of Diego Garcia, his legs crossed as he tried to listen to the calming waves and the chirping of birds.
A noise caught his attention, and his head swiveled around. His eyes lay on the familiar yellow Autobot that had seemed to pop out of nowhere.
"Not now, Bee," Sam sighed. "I'm really not in the mood."
Bumblebee's door wings drooped. He was one of the many bots' affected by Mikaela's sudden departure.
Sam squeezed his eyes shut as Bumblebee slowly walked over, mimicking his position and sitting cross legged next to him.
Then, the music started.
Ain't nothing in the world that could tear apart
You my friend
Ain't nothing in the universe that could come,
In between us,
If you're in a rut I will pick you up,
and bring you back to who you are.
Sam tried to shut out the music, but couldn't hold back the smile that crept onto his face.
"Bee, I'm serious, cut it out." Sam hissed.
Anything that you need,
I'm here for ya,
Whatever I need to be,
I'm there for ya,
Unconditional, even if it ain't cool,
I'm whatever you need me,
Need a shoulder to cry on, It's here for ya,
need a friend to rely on, I'm there for ya,
Unconditional, I know you know your my buddy
Hey your my best-est friend
The music continued, and Bumblebee playfully bounced his door wings along with the tune. Sam couldn't help it. He stood and started to sing.
Nobody better say nothing bad about
my friend,
Ain't no what kind of gossip you can spread around
That'll change my opinion
They can make it up, they can talk that trash,
You know who I am, and I know who you are.
Anything that you need, I'm here for ya,
Whatever I need to be, I'm there for ya,
Unconditional, even when it ain't cool,
I'm there when you need me,
If you need a laugh, I'm there for you
If you need a place to crash, come on
unconditional, I know you know your my buddy,
And your my best-est friend.
Yeah your my best-est friend
I know you know your my best-est friend.
The song ended, and Sam laughed. For a moment, he forgot all about Mikaela. He watched as Bee transformed, car doors swinging open to invite him inside.
Sam slid into the passenger's seat. "Thanks, Bee," He said, beaming. "You really are the best friend a guy could ask for."