Title: Homework Help

Author: weasle57

Rating: K+

Pairing: Implied SamXBee

Nothing graphic, unless you think Sam sharing a bed with bee is. o.O

AN: I recently got into Transformers again and this was born. First attempt at some kind of fluff, I guess not really too sure. Haha hope you like!

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Groan

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Sigh

"I hate this, I really do Bee" the young human addressed the hologram that was currently sprawled out on his bed.

"Hate what, Sam?" asked the young man that looked about 19 years of age. His croppy blonde hair seemed to glow slightly as the moonlight swept through the window.

"Algebra"

Bee's mouth made an O shape before continuing to stare blankly at the ceiling. After a few minutes had past, the constant sighing and groaning seemed to get to him because, he wordlessly got up from the bed and peered over the frustrated teen's shoulder.

"Do you need help?" he asked innocently, staring at the multiple numbers and equations on the paper. He squinted his eyes, Sam wasn't too sure if it was because of his poorly lit lamp, or the messy scribbles on the paper. His handwriting was far from pretty, heck! Far from anything decent.

As much as Sam hated to admit it, he did need help, and if anyone were bound to understand the wretched homework, it would have to be his alien robot car.

"Here" he not so gently handed his homework to blonde haired teen. Bee examined the paper before setting it down on the desk, he grabbed Sam's pencil and began to erase the chicken scratch and replace it with his own neat print.

Sam was, to put it bluntly, gaping at his paper when Bee handed it back to him. His homework was littered with mathematical equations and symbols Sam didn't even know existed. Sam darted his eyes back and forth from his paper to the teen in front of him who was looking smugly at him.

"Wha… I…" Sam took a deep breath, and gave Bumblebee a dazzling smile "Your awesome, Bee. I'm bound to get a A now."

Bumblebee grinned back and promptly grabbed Sam, holding him against his chest.

"Now, do I get a thank you present?" He asked, his eyes twinkling with mischief.

Sam pushed the autobot away lightly and laughed at the pout that he received. "Sorry babe, it's late and I got a test tomorrow." He made his way to the bed and stopped. He looked back at Bee expectantly. "Well? Aren't you going to join me?"

Bumblebee's eyes widened slightly, he gave Sam a gorgeous grin and practically skipped to the bed. He got under the covers and laid down softly next to the boy. His arms wrapping securely around Sam, and his head nestled in his soft brown hair.

Sam closed his eyes let himself be taken away by sleep. Feeling safe and peaceful with the warn body he was cradled in.

TSTSTSTSTSTimeSkipTSTSTSTSTSTSTST

"WHAT! AN F" Sam all but yelled in Mr. Jenkins face.

The teacher gave a small grunt and wiped the saliva off his face with his sleeve.

"Yes Mr. Witwicky, an F, I didn't understand half the stuff you wrote on your paper. Quite frankly, I think you made it up."

Sam fumed in anger, mad at both his teacher and his alien robot car.

Mr. Jenkins looked annoyed "Any further disruptions like this, and I will contact your parents. Understand?"

Sam gave an angry grunt before making his way back to his seat, not noticing the giggles and smirk's directed at him from the other students.

Never trust an outer space alien robot to do your homework; Sam learned that the hard way.