Authors Note: Hello everyone! I would like to thank all you who are reading and thanks for the reviews and followers! I hope you all enjoy this new chapter!

WARNING: Corporal Punishment

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Bumblebee stared out at the open sea. He never really knew why he loved the sea so much but had always wanted to be a seamech when he was a child. The boats fascinated him, the ways all sailors talked, even just the smell was pleasing to him. Prowl came up behind him in worn armor, just as all the mechs wore. He too wore faded armor. "You seem much more mellow than your normal self." Prowl observed. "What? A mech can't enjoy the view every once and a while?" Bumblebee retorted. "No, you just seem a lot calmer out here. You like the sea a lot?" Prowl asked. "Yeah, I used to always want to be a seamech when I was a youngling." He replied. Suddenly a loud crash came through the ship. Both mechs stumbled and grasped the railing. "What the pit was that?" Prowl yelled. "It's the pirates!" Bumblebee yelled back. The ship was overrun by the frightening mechs in no time. Once aboard, the one Bumblebee assumed was in charge stepped up and very simply stated," This is a raid, if you would please refrain from trying to stop us, this will go a whole lot smoother. Normally we don't like having prisoners, seeing as they bring unwanted attention to our ship, but the Captain has 'is optics set on one of ya fraggers. Otherwise this will be a very normal raid. Now then, HANDS UP! Don't make me say it again! We'll start with you." The very large mech said as he walks up to Bumblebee. Bumblebee screamed as the mech put a cloth over his face, before becoming very drowsy. He saw Prowl being forced down and being viciously beaten, before falling into liquid blackness.

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Bumblebee woke with a jolt and sat up before instantly falling back again, his helm throbbing like mad. He wondered where he was, before remembering where he was and almost lubricated himself as he felt the steady rocking of a ship that was very unfamiliar to him. He slowly sat up, knowing better than to jump up again. He took a good moment to look around and saw a glass of energon on the table to his right and realized how hungry he was. He drank the liquid as fast as he dared, remembering Ratchet telling him if you drank to fast after passing out, you could purge it right back up. The thought saddened him, and he wondered if Prowl was alright or if the others knew where he was. Maybe they were coming right now. His train of though was interrupted as the door made a strange sound, before he realized it was lock and someone with the key was coming in. Before he could react two mecha came in. He remembered the one who had knocked him out and another, new one. He was speechless as he saw how similar the other one was. He was yellow, with black stripe, as he had, and cold hard chilly blue optics that he felt could see strait into his mind. The thought made him shiver. When the mech finally spoke he spoke in a way that reminded him of Optimus. He spoke softly, but strongly. "Hello, my name is Sparkfire. I am Captain of this ship. This is my first mate and your new caretaker, Flashdrive. He will ensure you are well fed and taken care of, but beware, if you disobey an order he gives you or are snippy at him, he has my full permission to punish you in the way he sees fit." he stated calmly. Bumblebee glanced at the whip hanging the large mechs side and gulped. Sparkfire, noticing this, quickly said" Don't worry. That is not for you, little one. It is for the crew, and only for the worst of crimes." Bumblebee looked at the yellow mech and asked quietly "What do you want me for? I don't have any information or anything valuable. I'm useless to someone like you." He received a strange look "You mean they never told you?" The mech became angry very quickly "Of Couse! They never even told him who I was, Flashdrive!" The tone he had scared Bumblebee a bit, but he remained silent, not wanting his attention. The mech turned to him and said softly once more "Bumblebee, I am you father. They took you so long ago. I thought you were dead. I've been searching for you for so long." He came forward as he spoke and held his son in his arms, only to be pushed away roughly. "That's not true! You're lying!" Bumblebee screamed. Flashdrive spoke up then"Hey! You will respect the captain, ya hear me youngling!" "No! I will not listen you fragger! Get away from me!" Bumblebee retorted. Sparkfire had left as he spoke, not wanting to upset his youngling any further. Flashdrive stepped up to the furious child, bent a knee on a crate next to the table, and tossed Bumblebee over it. Bumblebee gasped as he realized the position he was in, remembering the way Ratchet had done the same a few weeks ago for being fresh with him, and began to struggle to get away, certain the mech would bruise him on his bottom if he stayed. Flashdrive was having none of that and wrapped his arm around the squirming youngling midsection to keep him in place, saying as he did "Ya did this to yaself boy! I won't have ya backsassin' ya father! I don't care how much ya hate 'im!" and brought his open palm down on his new charges backside. Bumblebee squealed in pain as Flashdrive's hand slapped down on his perky little aft, kicking his legs and sobbing as the punishment went on. "P-please! Stop! I'm sorry, I won't sass him anymore!" Bumblebee begged. The smacks only came harder.

In his office, Sparkfire listened to the muffled smacks and his little sparklets sad crying, his own spark heavy. He hated that this was happening, but he needed to learn to obey. He had a good feeling that his son would find himself in this position a good many times before he earned to obey. "Or at least not be sassy in front of Flashdrive." He thought as the heavy, muffled smacks continued to sound throughout his office.

Author's Note: Hey, so what do you think? If you all have any ideas, please tell me and I might fit them into the story. Hope you liked it. Until next time.