Transformers 3 concept

Chapter 2

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Bumblebee, Sam and Wheelie were on the hill where Bee, Sam and Mikaela used to always go. It was the place where Bumblebee had pretended to break down and played matchmaker for the two humans. Thinking back, Sam was extremely grateful to his large yellow friend for this. Without him, he probably would have never been able to catch Mikaela's eye. That's why he thought this would be the perfect spot to discuss his current issue with the two 'bots.

"I just don't know how to start," Sam sighed, leaning against 'Bee's leg. The Autobot had transformed to his robot mode, something he hadn't been able to do in a while.

"Ooh, tell her how much you love her. Chicks dig that sort of thing." Wheelie said.

"How do you know what chicks 'dig?'" Sam asked skeptically.

"Talk about…. Fighting… bad…robots…together." Bee suggested.

"Hmm… All we've been through together. That sounds like a good idea." Sam thought about it.

"So," Wheelie said impatiently. "Are you going to show us the bling or what?"

"Diamonds are a girl's best friend," sang a woman over 'Bees radio.

"Hold on," Sam dug his hand into his pocket, coming back with a small black box. He flipped it open to reveal a delicate ring, a beautiful diamond set in dazzling silver.

"Ooh…Pretty!" cried a child as Bumblebee leaned in to get a better look.

Wheelie snatched the box out of Sam's hand, tilting it back and fourth. "You call this a diamond? I've seen microchips finer!"

"No-one asked you!" Sam grabbed the ring back, taking one last look at it before slipping the box back in his pocket. "I told Mikaela I'd meet her at a restaurant downtown in half an hour. How do I look?"

"Beeeeutiful." Bumblebee gave him the 'ok' sign with his fingers before transforming back into car mode. Sam and Wheelie got in and left the hill behind.

Bumblebee sat patiently in front of the Italian restaurant. The sky had turned dark, but the street glowed a hazy orange in the streetlights. Somewhere inside, Sam was treating Mikaela to a fancy meal, and afterwards, Bumblebee would take them back to the hill, where Sam would pop the question. The camaro revved his engine in excitement and glee for his best human friend, then quieted down, shutting off his engine. He needed to get used to being in public again. While Sam was in college, 'Bee had spent most of his time in the garage, where he could do whatever he wanted. Now, he had to work on fitting in with the other cars.

Somewhere behind him, an engine revved. Bee thought nothing of it, his mind filled with thoughts of 'when will they be done?'

The engine revved again.

And again.

Bumblebee paused in his thoughts. A human wouldn't just sit in their car and rev their engine without reason. Maybe…

Bee flashed his tail-lights. He waited, one, two seconds.

Two small cars raced past 'Bee. He watched them for a second, dumbstruck. Could it be…? Why…? Bumblebee's engine came to life with a roar as he tore off after the two cars.

The cars were fast, but not so fast that 'Bee couldn't keep up. He followed them to the edge of town. For a moment he worried how far they would lead him; he still needed to be ready for Sam and Mikaela when they finished their meal.

Suddenly the two cars swerved into the yard of an abandoned factory. The movement was so sudden that Bumblebee almost missed the turn to follow them. He turned into the lot, but didn't see where the cars had gone. He sat in the entrance, confused. He suddenly realized that he might have just driven straight into a trap.

"Long time no see, little buddy."

Bumblebee froze in surprise. Ironhide appeared out of the darkness in front of him, flanked by two smaller robots, one orange and one green. Bumblebee quickly transformed in front of his friends.

"Whasup, Bumble-bud?" Skids, the green one, flashed a peace sign at the yellow bot.

"What are you doing here?" asked a man through Bumblebee's radio.

"We picked up several Cybertronian signals coming from the area." Ironhide explained.

"We gonna be spyin' around here for 'em!" Mudflap, the orange twin of Skids, added.

"Yeah, we gonna be blendin' in like ninja's!" Skids elbowed his brother with a laugh.

"We might need your help at times, 'Bee," Ironhide said, hitting both of the young bots behind him on the head. They protested to themselves, rubbing their dented heads. "We'll keep you updated."

"is that it?" bee asked.

"Be extra careful around any suspicious vehicles, Bumblebee," Ironhide's eyes narrowed. "We have no idea what the 'Cons might be planning."

Bee tilted his head to the side, asking for an explanation.

"We gots that messenger-sattelite dude of theirs." Skids said. "What was 'is name again?"

"Oh, Soundwave 'r sumtin'." Mudflap answered.

"Yeah! Soundwave! Nearly landed right on topa' me,"

"What?" was all Bumblebee could say. Soundwave? As in the Decepticon lookout, spy and satellite expert? But how?

"Man, did he look spooked. Like he had just seen a ghost or something. one shot to the head and he blacked out. I wanted to finish him then and there, but Prime said to take him to NEST. So, we locked him up, took away his few weapons and disabled his comm.-link." Ironhide explained. "But we assume he must've told the other 'Cons something 'cuz there hasn't been any hostile activity since then. We assume that they might be holding out for a group attack, or possibly even a rescue."

"I'll… be careful" Bee said in garbled radio-talk. "Have to… get the kid….. see you around?"

"We'll be around. Give Sam the heads up." Ironhide nodded at 'Bee, who was already transforming into car mode.

"Can do!" came Bumblebee's reply before he sped off to get to the restaurant.