Note: I've actually have to rewrite this chapter because of the weirdness, but that makes me have to brainstorm for quite a while and math isn't helping my brain to storm (haha, get it? Brain, storm?... Man I'm so cheap...).
Disclaimer: ....I have to type it again?
"You need a what now?"
Secretary of Defense Keller asked at loss.
"A giant metal crate." The holoform said for the third time. "Ratchet needs it for... putting, his tools?" Bumblebee nervously smiled.
"Uh huh, that's what I thought you said. Now, how large does the crate need to be?" Keller asked Bumblebee while pulling out a piece of paper.
"Eh, it approximately needs to be as large as a.... Hummer?" The blonde boy said a bit jumpy. His reaction causes the aged man to look at him uncertainly before returning to the paper.
"Is there a precise metal we should use to build this crate?"
"Steel would be nice. Or maybe, you guys should just pick whatever is best, since I don't really know what's good to use on this planet. But I suggest steel, it's alright." Bumblebee said, this time, a little too calmly from his previous anxiety.
The Secretary of Defense wrote a few more words, signed it and gave it to Bumblebee.
"Have you told Optimus Prime about this?"
The scout froze at this. A side of his mind was panicking, but the other one commands the other one to stay cool and try to come up with a cover. He would have to find a cover quick though, because the man in front of him is staring at him with suspicion.
"Prime informed us that he will be very busy from his current duties, he instructs us to handle the ones that are a little of complex. So, to answer your question, no." Bumblebee said a bit edgy after he recovered from the agitation. "He's also been kind of stressed from the amount of paper works he have to do. Just don't tell him I said that." The scout added.
Keller seems to have finally been convinced by his explanation.
"Alright then..."
On a quite, relaxing, night, where little children are about to go to bed, their mother is cleaning up the dishes and mopping the floor, and their father who just got home from work, a yellow sports car is speeding quite fast in this small neighborhood. Now you know that the last chapter, a woman scolded our favorite Camaro about speeding and not paying attention to the road, and now you see that Camaro speeding. And you thought, 'Why is he speeding?'.... Good question really, you see dear readers, a transmission from Ratchet has just been transmitted to him a few minutes ago. What that transmission is, is classified for you but authorized for only me.
It's a good thing that no one, and I mean no one, is outside. Whether the Camaro past a house, you will only see a yellow streak and blur. He past the not-so-small neighborhood and went to the highway. Since he went above the speed limit, a police car started chasing him. For a few miles the police car was already out of sight, and a few more meters ahead are police officers setting up thorns on the road. Bumblebee quickly avoids both the thorns and officers by going off-road, then in-road. Of course, he eventually evaded the chasing officers and came to the front door of the base. He transforms and before he knew it, a rushing medic dragged him into the med bay.
"Great! You're here. Hurry up and hide him in your quarters!" Ratchet said while carefully but hurryingly shoves Jazz's complete body into Bumblebee's arm.
"What?! Where?" The scout said completely stressed out
"I don't know! Just, stuff him somewhere for a temporary time." The medic said with the same nervousness
"What if he looses some screws or-"
"Just do it!!!" the medic partially screamed in impatience, "Listen, Optimus is coming here within seconds, and I need you to hide him in you quarters!" He said sternly to the young bot.
Bumblebee grunted in response but lift the silver body into a more comfortable position, to be exact, a bridal position.
"Thank you, now, go out to your quarters when I tell you that it's safe to go. I'm going to go and help Ironhide stall Optimus long enough for you to go." The medic said a little calmer.
With that being said, the hummer went out of the now-lighted-med bay, leaving the yellow scout alone with the empty body in his hands. Bumblebee couldn't help but wonder about the -amazingly- light body he's holding. His body looks smaller because the spare parts use to rebuild their type of bodies they find on Earth was, well, not much. But it covers most of the vital parts that are needed, including a new spark casing. His visor covers the dark inactive optics and his mouth is slightly parted. He looks as if he's slumbering than dead.
BUMBLEBEE!!!
His COM. link burst out. He winced at the loud volume the medic shouted but he manage to respond and not breaking an audio receptor.
Y-yeah?
Move! Now!
The yellow scout cringe for a moment then remembered what he was suppose to do before dozing off thinking of... Jazz?
Hurry up! We can't stall him much longer.
He snapped out before he could go and drowse again. Slowly, he peeked out of the med bay to see Optimus' back, talking to the two elders. Ratchet's optics went to the door of the med bay at times, showing his anxiety. He sneaked out and tiptoed to a corner. Once he was out of sight, he rapidly dashed to his chamber, opened the door, closed it, and typed the code to lock it. The young bot rested his back against the door, intakes slightly hitching from nervousness. Once he regains composure, he started searching for a place to hide the silver body. His quarter isn't large enough to add more things. All he got is one small berth (only fitting him), a desk with a few datapads sitting on it, and a door... he didn't really bother opening it when he moved here. Curious, he went over to open it, when he suddenly tripped on something. He gained his balance and landed on his knee, but his knee collided rather harshly with the floor, making a small sound of a 'crack'. The weight of the silver mech's body didn't help his situation as more of its weight is pressured to his left knee. He whined softly at the impact, but kept his voice low, the last thing he needed is Optimus banging on his front door.
"Ow, ow, ow, ooow." He muttered as he shift position and sat on his bottom, "What the frag was that?" he whispered
He look back to see a small object lying there. He laid Jazz's body to the side and crawled to where the object is. His eyes widen a bit as he identified what that item is.
"An Allspark shard?"
Yeah.... I bet the shard thingy was expected eh? And this chapter probably sucks, like that cabbage casserole your Mom cooks for you and make you eat... and the crate... yeah.... just remember that I'm 14... and an Indonesian.
