Thank you to all the people who reviewed, I love some of the suggestions! So here is another chapter of winter madness with the autobots,. Have any requests leave a review

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This takes place after 'Snowstorm'

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Snowball Madness

By Steph

Winter, a very different season especially for the most recent residents of earth, summer had soon ebbed away into autumn and before long the leaves were beginning to fall from the trees, littering the ground with a rabid display of golden, orange colours. Night fall had quickly descended upon the human settlement of Tranquillity, the wind whooshed through the bare branches of the trees making the branches creek as they rubbed against each other. Chilly air whipped through the grass, and before long white clouds began to swirl in the evening sky all the tell tales signs of the calm before a storm.

Sam gazed out of his window, the hinges wide open allowing the now cold air to blow into the teen's room, Sam crossed his arms over his chest and rubbed his body, trying to create some kind of warmth. Slightly to the left, stood Bumblebee in his bipedal robot form. A small thin trail of white still littered the ground from the weeks previous snow storm, the mech's yellow body was slightly crouched allowing his artic blue optics to peer curiously into the room. Sam turned slightly to gaze at his guardian, a wide smile clearly alit on his face.

"Looks like there's going to be no school tomorrow, Bee" Sam's body just about quivered with excitement looking more like a child in a sweet store, one of his hands came away from his chest and pointed outside.

Bumblebee's optics followed his charge's hand, scanning the landscape with his superior cybertroian senses.

"I'm not quite sure, I comprehend what you mean, Sam, nothing on my scans indicates any dysfunction of your body, you are perfectly healthy, why will you not be attending school tomorrow?" The yellow mech's head dipped to one side in a confused squint.

Sam's body shook with laughter and he shook his head, his hazel eyes looking around outside once more.

"Look at the weather, it's bloody freezing, I bet my secret stash of busties beauty's that tomorrow the ground is going to covered in a least a foot of snow."

Bumblebee's optics lit up with amusement, remembering the last time he and Sam had encountered the fluffy white powder the human inhabitants called snow, lets just say Sam knew better then to throw snow at a fifteen foot robot.

"I'll hold you to that, Sam, perhaps if your wrong about tomorrow you could as you humans say, 'spill the beans' to your parents about those video images, that you seem to enjoy so much."

Sam visibly paled until he noticed the small tremors of suppressed laughter rocking through the mech's yellow door wings, he began to chuckle slightly before shaking his head.

"Sometimes, Bee, your really evil you know that?"

Bumblebee's radio gargled for a second as it often did when he needed a snappy comeback.

"But you love me really" a woman's voice echoed through the speakers, Bumblebee's optics drooped slightly staring into Sam eyes his head tilted to one side, a small twittering noise festered from his chest. Sam clenched his teeth together trying to resist the utterly cute look the mech was pinning him with, but to no avail.

"Ok! Fine! Your not evil," he blurted. Bumblebee's head came slightly nearer Sam's window.

"Andd…" the yellow scout prompted

Sam looked down towards the ground in slight embarrassment, feeling himself go red.

"and.. I lov…" he mumbled quietly, shuffling his feet.

"I'm sorry, I didn't quite catch that." the teasing in the scout's voice was laced within the words causing Sam to looked up at his guardian feeling his whole face go extremely hot.

"I love you" he mumbled again slightly louder, knowing full well Bumblebee's advanced audio sensors could hear him.

"What?, I can't hear you" the mech sang.

Sam eyes flashed towards Bumblebee's face and before he could stop himself…

Fine!! I love you! I love you! I love you! Happy?" he shouted loudly before clamping a hand over his mouth. He fell silent for a moment hoping his loud outburst had not alerted his parents, when nothing happened he heard a quiet rumble from Bumblebee.

"Very"

Bumblebee chirped happily before bobbing his head up and down wildly, Sam shook his head and let out an amused laugh, he turned his head towards his bed before sighing deeply and turning his gaze back to Bumblebee.

"I guess I should be getting to bed, see you in the morning, Bee"

Bumblebee nodded before reaching in with one finger and ruffling Sam's hair gently. Sam laughed and playfully swatted at the looming digit. Bumblebee chucked and withdrew his hand, his optics blinking before dipping his head.

"Rest well, Sam" With that Bumblebee turned away and folded into his camero form settling onto the drive way, the head lights flickered once, Sam waved and turned towards his bed, by the time his head hit the pillow, he was out like a light…

:Next Morning:

Sunlight filtered in through the glass window of Sam's room, painting its golden colours upon the teen's pillow, through closed eyes Sam felt the heat of the sunlight upon his skin, along with the early morning, winter chorus of the robins dragging him away from his slumber. The encroaching awareness slowly crept through his body, Sam let out a groan, though the sound was muffled with the pillow stuffed up under his face, he groggily opened his eyes to the cheerful light of morning. In an almost painful effort, Sam swung his feet over the side of his bed and padded over to the window, he felt the seeping coldness upon his bare feet as he walked across the wooden floor. With one sleeve, Sam tenaciously rubbed the sleep from his eyes and stretched.

Glancing out of the window Sam almost laughed to himself, all across the landscape was a fluff of pure white. The snow layering the ground like a cotton blanket, glancing over to the driveway, Sam spotted a glimpse of yellow paint under a tone of white snow, the early sunlight practically making the ground shimmer like diamonds that could make even the stars envious of its shine. Sam all but ran down the stairs and after finding his discarded sneakers, he shot out of the front door. Sam gasped as the chilly air all but cooled his body, a gentle cool breeze caresses the human's skin, rippling through his clothing. Sam watched in surprising fascination, his eyes catching sight of a few specs of snow being lifted by the breeze, the flakes danced around his head in a spiraling motion before coming to rest upon the ground once more. Shaking his head to dislodge some of the flakes of white powder from his hair Sam trudged forward the snow littering the ground coming up to his knees, he headed towards the drive way where Bumblebee remained covered in a heap of white. Only the autobot's mirrors were visible under the huge mass of snow, the rest of his sleek yellow armor all but covered. Sam shivered as he felt some of the snow melt upon his already cool skin, shakily the teen rest one cold hand upon the wing mirror of his guardian, he gave it a gentle tap.

"Hey Bee?" he questioned softly.

The yellow scout remained motionless for a moment before the mirrors of the camero folded in on themselves, Sam scrambled back in slight shock as Bumblebee's metal began to fold and twist incomprehensible ways. As he transformed huge piles of snow fell towards the ground landing with a huge thud, Sam yelped as one particularly large one fell upon his head making the human fall to the ground as the snow completely buried him. Before long a bieptal, mechanical robot stood in the driveway, arctic blue optics peering around the winery landscape, a small muffled noise echoed from the ground catching Bumblebee's attention. With one giant hand he swept up the huge mass of white, uncovering his now thoroughly wet charge.

"I'm sorry Sam, I didn't see you." Bumblebee chuckled slightly at the ludicrous expression Sam was giving him.

"Says the robot with super vision, I was stood right next to you!" Sam let out an exuberated sigh and fell back into Bumblebee's palm in defeat. The yellow mech rumbled with laughter as he paced over to Sam's open window, leaving a trail of curious marks indented within the snow behind him.

"In my defense, I was covered with snow"

Sam sighed and sat up as Bumblebee set him down in his room, he turned towards the window and laughed in realization.

"I told you! Over a foot of it, I can get something right!" Bumblebee just shook his yellow head as Sam began to skip around his room in a childish sort of way.

"You may want to save some of that energy, Ironhide has just contacted me, he wishes to participate with you in one of your human winter games."

Sam stopped his dancing charade and turned to give Bumblebee a questioningly look, his voice dropped slightly in suspicion.

"What game?"

Bumblebee laughed and cocked his head to one side.

"I believe he says it was called a 'snowball fight."

Sam's eyes widened and over a dozen emotions flashed across his face, Bumblebee had difficulty keeping up, first it was surprised, then shock, then absolute terror.

"Are you both crazy! Snowball fight! With Ironhide!, one handful of snow and you he just about buries me!, what are am I supposed to do? Throw little gum drops at him and run for my life? jeez Bee, save me a little of my dignity, I think I'd rather face down Megatron at gun point then Ironhide with a snowball."

Bumblebee watched with amusement, over his time on earth the mech had become an intolerable tease, something Sam endured on a regular basis. The yellow mech just waited until Sam finished his rant, he gently reached in and stroked one finger down Sam's back in a comforting way.

"Sam, you know I would never leave you to the mercy of Ironhide, what kind of guardian would that make me?"

Sam laughed at the seriousness of Bumblebee's voice, he patted the yellow metal finger beside him.

"I know Bee."

Bumblebee gazed down at Sam, there was a curious look upon his faceplating.

"Let's say we beat Ironhide at his own game?"

Sam nodded in agreement, the teen turned his attention towards Bumblebee, his expression very eager. Bumblebee let a smile stretch across is metal face.

"Listen here what we'll do…"

Ironhide surveyed the grounds of the temporary base, everywhere was just a mass of white the snow looming in all directions venting a sea of white across the landscape. The surrounding huge coniferous trees were deathly still, huge piles of white snow littering their branches. Something in the near distance caught Ironhide's optics, grumbling to himself, the black autobot trudged forward.

"Stupid, fargging perception" he muttered to himself as he felt some of the frozen snow seep through some of the exposed wiring in the thick black struts that supported his weight, the feeling was uncomfortable, the snow began to melt inside Ironhide's exposed metal framework causing the cold water to run through his already chilled metal exoskeleton . Ironhide came to a sudden stop, the black mech looked up, something large and white was flying towards him at quite a high speed.

"What in the name of cybertron…"

All of a sudden Ironhide fell back as a huge snowball bounced off his head with a satisfying thud. The black mech toppled over falling backwards into the snow the ground gave an almighty shake, shockwaves echoed outwards, shaking the surrounding forest. Ironhide's optics blinked and fixated on one of the trees he was caught under.

"Oh slag"

Before he could move a piston a huge seething mountain of white fluffy snow fell from the branches haplessly covering the helpless autobot. Ironhide sat up and immediately powered up his cannons to melt away the frozen water, he abruptly stood shaking himself free of any more snow. The black mech's optics flashed dangerously, scanning around the landscape to try and sought out the one responsible.

From a short distance away Bumblebee's entire frame shook with laughter at the sight of his mentor upon the ground, upon his shoulder Sam sat trying to remain upright as he too roared with fits of giggles. The teen placed one hand against the side of his guardian and took in a deep breath to try and right himself.

"That has made my day, great idea Bee. That snowball, the aim was perfect, did you see Ironhide's face!?..." He suddenly stopped speaking when he caught the very scared expression of his guardian, Bumblebee's optics were wide and his entire metal frame abruptly stilled beneath Sam.

Sam let out a nervous chuckle at the sight of Bumblebee's fearful gaze.

"What is it Bee, laughed yourself out?" Bumblebee did not answer his charge, he just lifted one metal hand pointing in the direction of where Ironhide now stood just in front of the pair. A low rumbling voice boomed, making Sam's hairs at the back of his neck stand up on end.

"I'll tell you who will be laughing, boy, and I guarantee it will not be you"

Sam squeaked as the cannons on Ironhide's forearms powered up glowing a bright orange color. The teen turned his gaze to stare at the horrified expression of his guardian.

"Run like crazy?" he asked, surprised at how high his voice sounded.

"Run like crazy" agreed Bee as Ironhide began to charge after the pair throwing snow up behind him, cannons and all.