Erin: This is my first story on FanFiction so go easy on me! Don't ask what inspired me to do this little one-shot. I'm random :D

DISCLAIMER: Nope, don't own TFA.

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As a youngling, he was abandoned. Left for dead. An outcast. He had been called many things like 'worthless' 'waste of a spark' 'Decepticreep' and 'a cross-breed'. All of these things hurt his spark so much. He never asked to be Megatron's sparkling. It just… happened.

After the Earth-bound team found out about his secret looked himself in his berthroom, refusing to come out. Sentinel kept saying he was a traitor, a con. Bumblebee unconsciously rubbed his servo, his whole body shaking in fear. He felt no one would feel his pain except for those two.

Jetfire and Jetstorm.

Both were upgraded into flyers and had been called 'Decepticons' as well. But at least they were born an Autobot. Bumblebee was, as everybot called him, a cross-breed.

After a while, Bumblebee heard Optimus' voice from outside his door,

"Okay, Bumblebee, do you want to talk to the twins?"

A small shuffle was heard and Bee squeaked out,

"Y-yes please."

The bots outside of his room left and the twins knocked on the door in unison. It opened a crack and Bumblebee's face-plate popped out a bit. Sighing in relief, the yellow seeker opened the door fully. Before Bumblebee knew what was happening, he was pulled into a comforting hug by the two flyers.

"Is you being okay, Friend Yellow-Bumble?" They asked, together.

"Not exactly but… How did you deal with all the names?" Bumblebee whispered.

"We is to be ignoring haters. They is just being jealous we got upgrade and they is not," Jetfire smiled.

"You should to be ignoring them as well!" Jetstorm grinned.

Bumblebee's face-plate tilted to the side, his optics closed and he smiled and open-mouth smile. Like an anime person.

"Thanks, guys. C-can I just stick close to you?" He asked.

"Of course!" Jetstorm sang.

"Is you wanting to go flying?" Jetfire said.

Bumblebee's face-plate lit up,

"Yes, please!"

That night, all fears were forgotten. The only sounds were crickets chirping, birds singing, jets and cheerful shrieks.

Three best friends flying in the night, not to be disturbed.

Erin: Did you like? I felt like doing Bee and the twins. It was first supposed to be a story but I lost my mojo and it was supposed to be a Bee X Jet Twins story but… I like this better!

Till all are one…

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