I've been sick the last two days and have been taking some pretty potent meds though any med is potent to me since I never take them... anyway blame them for this piece of crack…
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Like most other human ideas and theories it was primitive, it had no proof and it came totally out of no where… but it was worth a try if it worked, or so Bumblebee thought.
He was having a bad day, a incredibly slow and horrible bad day. Ratchet had yelled at him for doing some very dangerous stunts with the twins, after which Optimus and Ironhide gave him lectures for said dangerous stunts. Not only that but there was no one around the twins being in the brig and everyone else having duties.
Yes, the yellow mech was having a bad day and all he needed was something soft, cute and cuddly to fix it… well that was the way the human idea went.
"Were is he?" Bumblebee whispered, looking into the empty rec. room for his human. The mech desperately needed Sam to help him test the theory, turning the corner he finally found Sam and gave a sigh of relief.
"Hey 'Bee." The human said, taking off his book bag and setting it down at his feet.
Without speaking Bumblebee picked him up gently, ignoring the humans look of surprise, confusion and the startled, "Wha'?" Began rubbing his metallic head, cheeks, nose and even mouth plates against Sams body.
As he finished Bumblebee blinked in surprise, he'd hoped it would work and it actually did… the mech felt better than he had in weeks! "Thank you Sam," he sad giddily, almost bouncing on his feet.
"What the hell was that about 'Bee?" Sam asked, wide eyed as he fixed his clothing. Suddenly the mech grew embarrassed and looked down, "Well I um…" He couldn't seem to find the words, deciding to just show his human he reached into a compartment in his armor and pulled out a small piece of paper to hand it to Sam.
"Calvin and Hobbes?" Sam asked, reading over it quickly. "But I'm not a cat 'Bee…"
"But you're cute, cuddly, soft… and you do purr…"
Bumblebees antenna rose when his human blushed and he giggled, picking Sam and his bag up to practically dance down the hall.
"Hey 'Bee?" Sam asked after they reached the rec. room.
"Yes Sam?"
"Next time you need some fuzz therapy use a teddy bear like everyone else will ya'?"
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R&R please and if you've never read Calvin & Hobbes 'Fuzz Therapy' here is the paper 'Bee handed Sam, the comic strip… yeah its funny as the pit!
http /i164. photobucket. com /albums / u38 /bruggelink / en20andere/ SvB-CH Fuzz- Therapy . gif
(Just take out the spaces)