Episode 01: When Bee Met Bea

In the scrapyard, a mini-con recharged on its berth, made out of an old bathtub. Two shadows then covered her, making her wake up slowly.

Two other mini-cons moved one side of her bathtub, making her slide down and wake up at once. She laughed as the gargoyle-like one nuzzled her face.

"Good morning to you too, guys."

By morning, Fixit, Grimlock, Steeljaw and Bumblebee were all reunited around a glowing blue cake.

"Happy birthday, Goldbug!" Bumblebee said, a wide smile on his face. An adult man in a blue jacket walked forward.

"Wow, 8 years old." Russell admitted, as Goldie blew off her candles. "It seems like just yesterday she was only a hatchling." Anvil and Hammer looked at the cake, their optics wide and glowing.

"Okay, you two. Settle down, there's enough Energon cake for everyone." Steeljaw calmed them down. Goldbug giggled for that, then she remembered of something.

"Daddy, remember you promised me something for my birthday?"

"Oh, did I? I don't remember..."

"Daddy!"

"Just kidding, Goldie. I remember well I promised to tell you how I met your mother."

"Yeah! Please tell me!"

"It's more than time for her to hear this story." Fixit pointed out. "I mean, she doesn't know much about her bother-water-mother."

"She was sadly only present for a year of her life." Russell pointed out. "Then, she took that plane and that thunderstorm came..."

"I know this already, guys. But how did she and dad ever met?"

"Okay then. We better start off with this." He picked up a CD and put it to play. Everyone took their places to hear Bumblebee's story.

*Music: Grey DeLisle - That's Alright Mama*

A blonde woman with a black jacket played her guitar in a stage on a truck. However, there was absolutely no one present in the abandoned drive-in theater. No one, but a faraway yellow car.

As the song ended, and she saw the emptiness, she sighed, while turning to all the CDs and posters on a small box. She didn't even noticed when the car came closer and someone walked out of it.

"You have a beautiful voice." That startled her for an instant, until she turned back to who was talking. "Oh, sorry, I didn't meant to startle you."

"Oh, no, i-it's okay. I just thought no one actually saw me…" She shyly replied, as she jumped off the stage. That lad was watching her all along... and he wasn't that bad-looking… those blue eyes, that blonde hair...

"I was on my way home then I heard you singing and thought about taking a look." She couldn't help but chuckle. Then, she picked up one of the CDs on the box. Its name was "Bea Sparks: On the Road."

"Here. It's my very first CD. Most songs are covers, but I just love them so much." The stranger took it and looked at the name.

"Bea Sparks?"

"That's me. My name's actually Beatrice, but I like my nickname way better."

"Heh, my own nickname is Bee." The stranger chuckled, and looked at the song list. "I like these songs. Especially this one from Rear Axle."

"Oh, really? I actually wrote this one for them."

"No way. "Carpool Into Your Heart" is my favourite!"

"Wow… you're the first person that actually complimented my music, besides them..." Beatrice admitted. "I was thinking coming here was a mistake, but-"

"Don't say that. You're very capable of anything you dedicate yourself to." Bee touched her shoulder. "I know from experience. Don't quit, you are amazing." Beatrice stood there, with a smile. Then, he heard a beeping sound from his car. "I have to go now. My friends are waiting for me."

With this, the stranger went to his car and drove off.

"So… if you stopped talking with the one-man audience, we have work to do." A voice called her back. A dark skinned woman looked at her.

"He actually liked my singing. I felt I should at least be nice to him."

"Like he's going to answer your kindness properly."

"Ugh, not all men act the same, Deidre Fowler." Beatrice replied. She didn't liked her manager's attitude about men.

"Whatever. We need to hurry to get to the next place."

"But… we just got here."

"Only one person came, and this person was a man. Minor detail, but enough to see we're not welcome here."

"But..." Then, she realized something. "I… just have to do something really quick."

Driving on her scooter, Beatrice followed the direction to where the yellow car drove, ending up at the entrance of the scrapyard, that was closed.

"He lives here?" She thought, tiptoeing to the door and leaning her ear on it to hear it.

"Hey, Bee. Did you find anything?" She heard another male voice.

"Nothing. That Con must have found a good hideout. Still can't track him?"

"Nope. He's a cl-cl-cl-cl-cl-clever one. Must have found a way to destroy his tracking device."

"Stating the obvious, considering we haven't found him after so many days of constant patrolling."

Beatrice was way more curious. What was going on around there?

"Uh, hello?" Beatrice called out of curiosity, knocking the door. As the door opened a bit, Denny Clay walked out.

"Uh, sorry, miss. The Vintage Salvage Depot for the Discriminating Nostalgist is closed for the day."

"Um… I'm actually searching for someone. Have you seen a blonde man in a yellow car?"

"Denny, let her in." An inner voice called. Denny nodded, and Beatrice recognized the blonde stranger.

"It's you." she commented. Another couple of humans, one in orange clothes, glasses and a wheelchair, a lad with dark blue clothes and long hair, and a female with blonde hair and a blue strand on it walked forward.

"You know her?"

"She was performing in a stage truck when I was running back home." Bee explained. "What are you doing here, Ms. Sparks?"

"...Oh, right. Heh, I-I just came here to bring you this. It's the poster that comes with the CD." She said and showed the poster. "I forgot giving it to you when we were talking."

"Rather fascinating design," the wheelchair lad said.

"Bea Sparks?" The dark blue clothed lad read. "Ha, it kinda sounds-"

"Like me, I know." Bee continued. "Thank you, Ms. Sparks." He said while he took the poster… but then, their hands touched one another. After a silent and a shy moment, Beatrice cleared her throat.

"I better get going. My manager's waiting for me, and I don't like leaving her angry." Bea said, putting on her helmet.

"Okay then. I… I hope we see each other again." Bee said, a shy smile on his face. After she left on her scooter, Denny looked at Bee's expression.

"Are you okay, Bee?"

"I… I guess so..." Bee said, blushing. The other blonde looked over, with a suspicious look on her face. The dark blue lad just hid a chuckle, getting what happened there.

Back to the stage truck, everything was being closed for the day. Beatrice parked her scooter and rushed to inside. The workers were packing things up, while Deidre supervised everything.

"Yes, father, I am watching my back all the time." She spoke in the phone. "No, father, there were no strange activities around this place." Then, she saw the blonde arriving. "I'll call you back."

"Deidre, I really think we shouldn't leave yet. So what if our first show was not successful? Crown City is big, there's a lot of opportunity."

"If you want to reach for the stars, you gotta search for big audiences, not one only… person." Beatrice pouted to that answer.

"Still troubled about that man, right? You think only woman can understand each other?"

"Man are immature, brute and annoying. We're better without them."

"You mean, YOU'RE better without them."

"Which side are you on, huh?"

"I think EVERYONE deserves kindness, man and woman. And you act like no man could even try this."

"The only ones that can truly trust each other are women! You don't know what I've been through, so you don't know better than I do!" Right then, they heard screams nearby their spot. "What the..."

There was a metal bear roaring and causing trouble. Beside him,a couple of weird-looking robots, one that looked like a fire one and the other, an ice one. Both were surrounding the human workers.

"Somebody call the cops!"

The beast reached for the electric cables, and slowly all lights were off. It looked like he was feeding himself out of the stage's energy.

"Oh, all that work to get a decent stage!" Deidre lamented. "We've lost millions!"

"Who cares about that now? Those people are in trouble!" Beatrice pointed out. Then she tried to get the metal beast's attention, with a guitar solo, so they could have a chance to escape.

"What are you doing? That thing's gonna get you!" Deidre alerted. Beatrice didn't care.

"Come on, get into the truck! And you, close everything!" The workers obeyed her and started to get into the vehicle and close up the stage manually. The manager growled.

"This girl's crazy! I'm out of here!" The woman gave up, breaking her clipboard and hopping into Bea's scooter, driving away, leaving behind the truck with the workers.

Some vehicles drove down a road, leaded by a yellow car.

"See? It was about here where I last stopped and-" Bee stopped the car for a moment, gasping. "Oh, no!"

Beatrice tried getting back to the truck, seeing SHE had to drive them to a safe place by her own, but the metal bear grabbed her forcefully.

"Step away from them!" A familiar voice alerted. Driving directly to that bear, it knocked him down, giving Beatrice a chance to enter the truck and drive away from that fight.

"That voice was… Bee's voice?" She thought as she looked at the rearview mirror. Then, her eyes widened at the sight of the car transforming into what looked like… no, could that be...

"Razorpaw, you and your Mini-Cons are coming with us." Bumblebee said as the beast stood up again.

"You are such a fool by facing me alone, Autobot. You are nothing but fresh energy for my resource." The bear talked.

"Then it's a good thing I'm not alone." The Bot narrowed his optics.

A gray blue car then drove forward, and it changed to a wolf-like robot, who growled and showed his claws. Then three more vehicles came over and transformed into robots, ready to fight before a big green dinosaur came up as well. The orange tall robot moved his arms forward, and two little robots jumped out of there, one red and the other black.

After giving directions to the workers, who were stunned at a point to want to return home, Beatrice started running back to where she was, determined to confirm her suspects.

Sideswipe tried to strike, but Razorpaw was fast enough to hit him in the chest. Then, with a swift attack, the red Bot punched the metal bear with his feet. Steeljaw took the chance to use his tail and make Razorpaw fully lose his balance.

"Good to see you're both enhancing teamwork, Steeljaw." Strongarm complimented.

"Eh, couldn't do it without a good role model." Steel admitted, looking at the tall orange robot, that nodded at the small robots, who faced the other two small robots.

The fire red one and blue one started shooting fire and ice, while the black and the red one defended with their weapons. However, their offensive attack didn't last long, as they knelt down, exhausted.

"I am famished, Glacius..." The fire one commented.

"Try to hold on, Swelter. Razorpaw won't leave us starving if we work properly this time." The blue one said.

Each of the team members tried their luck in hitting Razorpaw, but he managed to dodge their moves and sometimes strike back, leaving the team with few attack options.

"What have he drained to get strong like that?" Sideswipe complained. "All of our attacks are useless."

"Don't give up!" Bumblebee said. "Why not trying some of our strategies?"

"Good idea. This seems like a proper chance of testing them." Steeljaw agreed, reaching for his radio. "Grimlock, Strongarm, Alpha-3. Bee, you and me, Beta-2."

Grimlock and Strongarm tried next, imposing an arresting attack, with both carrying stasis cuffs, which was a failure, when Swelter and Glacius disarmed and hit them from behind.

Bee and Steel attacked from different sides, but Razorpaw took care of them both, making them hit each other.

"Ugh… maybe I need better planning..." Steel rubbed his muzzle.

"Or least stronger Cons to face..." Bee rubbed his helm. Then, Beatrice came over, and hit the beast with a pipe. Bumblebee and the others were stunned to see that human again. Bee, however, was mostly surprised.

"What is she doing here?!" Strongarm commented. Razorpaw turned to the human who just attacked him.

"Who are you, and who do you think you are?"

"Don't get close to any of them!" Bea tried not to show fear. "Especially him, who gave me the confidence boost I needed for so long." She looked at Bumblebee, who gasped, blushing blue. "I was just about to give up everything, but he was the only one that truly believed me… that actually came over and told me to not quit." The others were confused, except Strongarm and Steeljaw.

"You are so weak… in fact, the weakest of them all." Razorpaw's optics glowed. "Very well… this human have annoyed me much already. Once I drain her, you can have her energy."

"I never had human energy before. You think it's good?" Swelter asked.

"We have to wait to find out." Glacius answered. Razorpaw tried grabbing her, but Bee placed his arm between them, taking the draining in her place. Beatrice moved out of there, joining the other robots.

"Lieutenant!" Strongarm gasped.

"No!" Steeljaw gasped.

Beatrice looked over. He was losing energy because she walked in the middle of their fight! What she could do to help him? Then, she looked over to a tree.

"Hey, uh, Steeljaw, right?" She called his attention. "Why don't we drop some shade on him?"

Steeljaw looked confused, but when he saw where she was going at, he nodded, knowing the perfect strategy.

"Team, Delta-5, now!"

Drift's Mini-cons called Razorpaw's Mini-Cons' attention, leading them to battle. They both and their master handled Swelter while Strongarm and Grimlock handle Glacius. Sideswipe heard carefully what Steeljaw had in mind.

"Grim, cannonball!" Strongarm said, jumping. With this, Grimlock took position and launched her with his head, making her hit Glacius.

Jetstorm and Slipstream jumped together from Drift's shoulders and performed a well-synchronized double attack at Swelter.

And finally, Steeljaw and Sideswipe climb up to the tree, while Beatrice pick up the pipe and threw it at Razorpaw, instead of just hitting it.

"Let him go!"

"And a weak human like you think it can stop me?"

"No, but they can!" she said and point up.

Right then, Steeljaw jumped from the tree and grabbed him by the shoulders, making him finally let go of Bumblebee. Sideswipe used his Decepticon Hunter as a sword to knock down the tree on top of the Bearcon.

In a quick jump, Steeljaw moved out of the way, and Razorpaw's mini-cons hit him, and the tree gave him the final hit. All three of them were finally knocked out.

"Oh, yeah! It worked!"' Grimlock celebrated, receiving a "wait-what" look from Steel. "What?"

"What were you thinking, Miss? You could have got yourself seriously injured by getting in the middle of their fight." The cadet scolded.

"It wasn't better letting him or any of you getting hurt. This… Razorpaw was a problem we both had to face. I had to help." That firm answer made the cadet grunt. Steeljaw walked forward.

"Thanks for your help… but how are you-"

"Coming from where I'm from, honestly, a metal bear isn't all that much of a surprise. You Cybertronians have found some really nice disguise tricks to blend in, by the way… but when I heard his voice… I just knew it was him, and found out what was going on."

"Wait, you KNOW about Cybertronians?" Sideswipe was surprised.

"Do the words "Griffin Rock" mean something?" Beatrice pointed out. With that, Bee couldn't hold back his happiness with a warm relief laugh, that Bea was glad to reply. If she was from Griffin Rock, she was not only reliable, but would not spread their secret.

"You're very smart, Ms. Sparks. Thank you for helping us." Steeljaw said.

"It was least I could do. And please, just call me "Bea"."

"Bea? Heh, kinda sounds like-" Sideswipe was saying.

"Like me, I know." Bee said, as Strongarm helped him up. "Grim, a little help here?" Grimlock sighed, and let him climb up.

"Try not to kick this time, please."

"Mind a ride back home?" Bee offered Beatrice, as Steeljaw and Drift leaded with the Cons.

"Well, my vehicle/home is gone, my manager left me behind… I'm pretty much on my own now."

Bee chuckled, as she took his hand, and climbed up. The rest of the team transformed and drove back to the scrapyard.

"I'm… sorry, Bumblebee… you know, for him draining you."

"I've had worse hits, trust me." Bee assured. Beatrice smiled.

"So… how do you do that? You know, the "human form"?"

"Long story..."

"Aww..." Goldie squished her own cheeks. Anvil and Hammer played tug-of-war with their Energon cake piece.

"I love this story." Steeljaw commented. "And this was just the beginning of what would become the most beautiful love story I've seen."

"Just wait till you find someone."

"Yeah, that's not happening so soon..." Steel rubbed his ears.

"But… what about Deidre? She just drove away and never came back?" Grimlock wondered.

"Beatrice left it clear she was dead to her." Bee stared at a picture of him and Beatrice.

"You miss mom, Dad?"

"...always." Bee muttered. "But seeing you grow up makes me feel better. Because you know, that's what we both wanted. For our little Goldbug to grow healthy and happy."

With this, Goldbug smiled, as she was picked up by Bumblebee and they stared at that picture. But that moment was interrupted by a sound.

"Hey, give me this!" Fixit tried to reach Anvil and Hammer, who had just caught his slice of the Energon Cake.

"Anvil! Hammer! Leave Fixit alone!" Steeljaw rushed to stop them, While Bee, Grim, Goldie and Russell laughed.

"Happy birthday, Goldie." Bee repeated, as they all watched the scene.