In a secluded area, used mostly for storing construction materials, an orange and white robot sat on a pile of cement blocks, a huge grin on his faceplate and a stopwatch in one servo.
Suddenly, another 'bot whizzed by, kicking up a cloud of dust, his yellow and black paint flashing as bright as the sun high above them.
The two huge half-cars had rearranged the building materials into a circular racing track for the yellow Camero, Bumblebee, to stretch his axels on. He was so used to the spacious Autobot base that the Rescue Bunker seemed extremely and uncomfortably cramped. He'd politely asked for permission to test his speed and his loyal fan and fellow Autobot, Blades, was only too happy to help out.
The helicopter was not timing to see if Bumblebee could beat his current speed record. So far so good. The Camero zipped by again and was gone in the blink of an optic.
"Gee, Bumblebee," Blades talked into his comm., "don't you ever get tired?"
"No way!" Came the beeped reply with a hint of amusement. "Speed was what I was manufactured for!"
"I was a car back on Cybertron," Blades continued. "I thought myself pretty fast, but it's obvious I'd never have TOUCHED you!"
"Isn't flying fun?" I haven't done much, but a couple of my friends do it a lot."
"I guess it was fun after I got used to it." The chopper answered thoughtfully. Bumblebee sped by a third time. Blades glanced at his stopwatch and was filled with fresh admiration for his hero. "Incredible! You must be the fastest thing on wheels!"
That very nanoklik, Bumblebee transformed back into robot mode, wrapping his arms around his middle and making a series of short, high-pitched beeps, optics tightly closed.
Blades stood instantly, ready to help get rid of whatever was making his hero act in such a way. It took a moment for the realization to sink into his processor.
Bumblebee was laughing. Not just the normal, controlled laugh of an Autobot elite, but a huge, chassis-shaking guffaw that made Blades want to start laughing too.
Calming down a bit, Bumblebee came over and sat alongside Blades. "There was a time when I used to call myself that."
"What, the fastest thing on wheels?"
"Yup. Back when I had a functioning voice box and no humility. Boy was I wrong!"
Astonishment appeared in Blades' spark. "There's someone faster than you?!"
Bee leaned back on his servos, optics adopting a far-off look. "You bet. Right after our team crashed on Earth, we made our home in Detroit, Michigan." Noting Blades' blank expression, Bumblebee shrugged. "Long story. Anyway, about two decacycles later, I came helm-to-helm with the one 'bot faster than me." The yellow robot laughed again at Blades' awestruck and almost pleading expression. "He really WAS the fastest 'bot around. Let me tell you about Blurr…"
End
Just wanted to do something with these two. Saw the "Bumblebee to the Rescue" episode the other day. Instant favorite.
Just to clarify, the flying 'friends' Bee mentioned are Jetfire and Jetstorm, the only two flying Autobots. Blurr is an Elite Guard agent. All three are from Transformers Animated.
Anyway, I just hope you enjoyed.
X- Benny