The Way Humans Are
Fandom - Transformers
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Disclaimer - I do not own.
Summary - Their first few weeks of living with Humans is very educational.
a/n - Okay, I am only going by the movies.
Bumblebee sat out in the driveway basking in the sun. It warmed his paint in all the nice ways. Inside he kept the condition to a cool fifty five degrees and he waited for Sam to come out. The boy was stuck doing homework and by Bee's internal reckoning, it was just about time for his Charge to come crashing out of the house, escaping his job as 'son'.
Indeed; the shouts of the parental units, combining with the screen door flapping shut and almost coming off its hinges - with Sam running full tilt being the threat against the screen door, well, Bee really didn't care.
He opened the driver side door as Sam slid across his hood, a move that Bumblebee knew from 'The Dukes of Hazard" - Sam had perfected it and now he didn't fall when he performed this leap of faith.
Sam shut the door behind him and turned to secure the seat belt. For Bee wouldn't move if Sam didn't have it on. The keys went into the ignition and Bee knew that Sam wanted to drive today.
"What do you say that we go see everyone at the base?" Sam asked. The delighted squeal from the car was his reply and he didn't hesitate in backing out of the driveway. Sam knew that his overnight bag, which he kept ready at all times, was in a back compartment that Bee didn't need to worry about when he transformed.
It was late to be driving out to the base, a two hour drive to be sure. But neither cared. Bee was just happy to let Sam drive, though he over-ridded the speed limit when Sam got to fast because he was talking so fast as that he distracted himself.
The radio played some pop music as a back drop but Bee would find another song in reply to something Sam had said. The boy was happy, happier than Bee had seen him in a while.
Their drive ended in - what to Sam - had been shorter than remembered. The gates opened for the yellow camaro and Bee drove to the Hanger reserved for the Autobots. It was a huge space with fueling and repair stations. There were several catwalks above so that Lennox and Sam and other humans could converse with the Autobots and be on the same eye level - give or take a few feet.
A red and blue Pontiac Fiero, possibly a 1985, sat on the repair station with Ratchet scanning the car. Tools were at hand.
"All right, transform into Punch," Ratchet directed. The Pontiac Fiero did so and now a huge robot sat on the table. Sam whistled. They must have found a new Autobot while he had been busy with school and teenager-hood.
"Ratchet, who's this?" Sam asked as he walked up to the repair station.
"Intruder alert!" Punch yelled and he leveled his twin motor launcher right at Sam's head. A hurried yell from Bee and Ratchet yelling "No!" and Sam running for cover - didn't make Punch stop from blowing a ten foot crater like hole in the cement flooring.
"That is Sam Witwicky! He is to be protected not killed you dolt!" Ratchet sent Punch flying. The Autobot didn't go through the steel wall, but it was close enough to leave a Punch sized impression on the innocent wall.
"I don't have that memo," Punch replied, shaking off the rattling. Ratchet beckoned him back over to the table. He must have jarred something when he let lose on Punch.
"Optimus forgets things," Ratchet muttered; "Sam? Its all right to come back out now," Ratchet called. Bee, now transformed, held Sam in both his hands. Encased in this cage, Sam gave Ratchet a large smile.
"I suppose I'll have someone introduce me from now on," he joked. Ratchet chuckled at this.
"I shall inform Optimus and the others," he replied. Bee sighed.
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Sam found his way into bed with a grunt of satisfaction. He slept in the same hanger as the Autobots. His little shelf had a stair case leading up to it where a cot and a dresser and a desk with a computer for his use was located. Next to him was Bee's jack. Those blue eyes were out now. Bee was in power-mode, like Sam aught to be himself.
However, his mind was full of things that he and Optimus had talked about. Not only had he a map to the Matrix, he had alternate instructions as to a different energy source for the Autobots. He didn't know if it would work, but he hoped it wouldn't destroy the planet. Optimus would never let that happen.
Slowly, he found himself falling asleep. He would worry about it at another time.
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A/N - For the Pontiac Fiero - it didn't say what colour/make Punch was, so I picked 1985 because its my birth year and used blue/red for the colour because that was the picture of Punch that I saw.