Swiftly, Megatron strode through the field, occasionally pausing to observe the meadow's luscious beauty. He grunted in discomfort and confusion when the old Ultra Magnus pushed him in an effort to get him moving again. The blue and white mech was not a patient person, that or he just didn't like see Megatron at peace. It was like two bulls guiding one another with brute force, trying to be the most dominant in the situation.
There were several other mechs and a few femmes within the field as well, lying upon the grass and waiting for their leaders to move on. Among the towering Transformers, a sparkling maneuvered through the forest of legs, panting as he caught up with the Magnus.
Bumblebee trailed Magnus, sometimes going underneath the elder to keep pace with the military truck. The youngling literally had to sprint to stay near the towering leaders. He managed to but stumbled or tripped every now, giving a small yelp which made Ultra quickly turn to make sure he wasn't injured. When the mech saw the yellow and black sparkling was alright, he motioned with his helm to continue following.
A smile widened on Bee's faceplates as he ran once more to his superior's side. Through the green sea they ventured, one leader took over the role of watching the baby while the other led the group of mechs behind them.
Bumblebee's carrier was stationed somewhere else for the time being but Ultra and Megatron agreed to watch over the baby though their size proved difficult to keep track of him. They nevertheless protected him like a sire would their own sparkling.
Megatron smiled as the baby pawed at his feet, giving a frisky whine. Quickly, he hid at the rear of the pede, peeking out like he was playing hide and seek. Following along with the sparkling's game, the warlord ignored him for a few seconds and when the baby peeked around his leg again he leaned in the opposite direction so he could grab Bee while he was distracted trying to see his protector.
Bumblebee squealed in joy when he felt a hand tickle his spine and leapt backwards before springing forward again to circle the Decepticon Leader's feet once more. He then climbed on top of the warlord's pede, attempting to claw upward.
Chuckling, the leader lifted the baby off his foot and placed him on his shoulder, near his helm. He purred as the little one nuzzled his cheek in delight.
Suddenly, another servo came and removed him from the grey leader's helm, combining with its identical twin and cupping the baby within it. The sparkling sniffed at his small new platform before giggling at the sight of his other protector, Magnus. He gave a cheerful squeal when he saw both mechs watching over him, smiling back. He whimpered delightfully when Ultra rubbed his helm against his smaller one, eventually making him purr in return.
Both leaders took turns giving the baby affection while the non-occupied one checked on the group trailing them. They finally placed Bee back onto the grassland and waited for him to start moving again before they led the rest of their team back to Detroit.
They knew the baby loved to be up front with them most of all. For once, they entirely agreed that taking care of this mischievous sparkling was well worth the struggle of acting like a parent. In fact, they believed that Bumblebee already was their own son in a way. Of course, now was not the time to dwindle on such thoughts, for they had to supervise their new leader as they followed closely behind.
AN: Yes, he has a mother (I don't know what I'll name her), and no, Ultra and Megatron are not in a relationship...unless I change my mind.
