Father's Day was nearing so Sari decided to ask the Autobots something related to their sires. When June struck, there were no Decepticon activities to be found. All was in peace and order. The Autobots gathered around in front of the television, watching one of Prowl's nature programs.

"Do you know anything about your father?" Sari asked. The Autobots took a glance from her and one by one, they answered her question. After Bulkhead, Prowl was next.

Prowl thought for a moment, trying to remember his sire but his memories of his days when he was young were fuzzy. All he remembered was a four-legged Cybertronian creature, standing in front of his little frame as a massive shadow enveloped over them.

"I remember nothing about my sire but I do remember something" Prowl murmured, voice dropping. "I was born at the end of the Great War, all I remember was something or someone trying to protect me."

"So you don't know who is your sire?" Ratchet looked at Prowl, his voice hoarse and pitched.

Prowl shook his head and pointed a finger to Bumblebee.

"Your turn," He said. Bumblebee froze, his eyes went wide when he heard Prowl's voice and words. He remembered something and somewhat a dark memory resurfaced from his memory system.

*flashback*

Fire danced in the air, smoke blinded his vision. Voices shouting and screaming flooded his audio receptors. A woeful and fearful cry arose from the crowded screams.

He looked behind to a small sparkling crying below the rubble, the sparkling was definitely not crushed and is alive. Its baby blue optic narrowed with fear and voice raised once more to cry and call for its creators.

"Your turn" A deep voice rumbled in the air, he could only look up to the red optics vast with cruelty and deceit.

*end of flashback*

"...ee...Bee...Bee!" Sari's voice echoed in the room, Bumblebee looked at Sari.

"I have no clue." Bumblebee's voicebox rasped. He looked around first before getting up from the couch and lazily dragging himself across the room. "I'll see you later, Sari"

Bee disappeared from the doorway.