Boom-boom-kish! Boom-boom-kish! Guess who's back with a new chapter? I think I don't qualify for a Sonic position so I'm just chillin' and giving you this fun scene! BTW I recommend a short but hysterical fic by ObsessiveXD, the title is Gas Pedal, and can be found on (just message me if you're interested [STUPID THING! WHY YOU NO RECOGINZE A WEBSITE?!]) Enjoy!

"Normal talk"

"Bumblebee's Radio Talk"

::Comm. Link::

'Thoughts'

Flashback/IMAGINATION *Jumps on a surfboard*

Crosshairs, Drift, and Bee were running around outside. Hound had to go back to work on the holoform with Cade, Tessa, and Shane tailing them.

"This sucks." Bee whined, sitting under the massive tree. Drift was on the tallest part of the tree and Crosshairs was somewhere out in the fields. It was so hot outside! How can humans tolerate such heat? He was dying out here! Drift wasn't faring any better, actually he wasn't meditating, he was laying in the cool shade, body shaking uncontrollably at the intesne heat. Back on Cybertron, his triple-changer form made him sensitive to heat and the temperature rarely changed. Here it changed dramatically; the heat was overtaxing on his systems, inducing a human sickness called, "heat stroke."

Plating shaking, Drift tried to focus on something, his optics fading in and out of an uncomfortable stasis lock. The last thing he truly remembered was his body shifting off to the side.

"Oi, Drift? You okay mate?" He opened his optics to see Crosshairs towering over him with Bee idly playing around with a MASSIVE sunflower. Drift tried to speak, only static coming out. His optics were working thank Primus but that terrible heat was making him extremely ill. Crosshairs, picked one of Drift's arms up and wrapped it around his neck before supporting Drift. He tilted his head towards the direction of Bee was walking in, dragging the sunflower behind him.

"Ah think you're goin' to love this!" Drift offered a weak nod, trying to walk as quick as he could to meet Crosshairs brisk and excited pace. It wasn't really working, he had jelly legs, making him clumsy. With a roll of the shiny blue optics, Crosshairs literally swept Drift off his feet and bridal carried him to the mystery destination.

"Hey!"

"You're going too slow in this Primus-damned heat!"

"Here comes the bride! All dressed in white-"

"Ya better shut your vocaliza' before Ah come ova' and rip it out!"

"You're no fun..."

Drift just groaned and was put into an uneasy recharge, focusing on the footsteps crunching through the dried out grass. Bee dragged his sunflower behind him, spotting the edge of the Yeager's property where there was a oasis from the forest. With a squeal Bee ran towards the sanction that was glaring at them straight in the face when his foot slipped and...

SPLASH!

Sputtering and fake choking echoed from Bee as he sturggled to get back on his side of this seemingly huge river. A splash emanated from Bee's side before there were servos on his waist, holding the rookie from sinking to the bottom of this canal.

"Ah got ta do everthin' around here!" Crosshairs growled, hoisting Bee up to the edge of the canal. Bee got a hold of a root and pulled himself out before throwing the root to Crosshairs, whom followed him. Drift was taking refuge in a makeshift boat; a coffee pot with some leaves on the side and a wooden spoon acting as the rudder.

He was currently curled at the bottom, staring at the murky water. Little parasites and an occasional fish was so unique, he weakly smiled as an ugly fish kind of stopped and was opening and closing its mouth.

'This planet is interesting.'

The coffe pot slightly shifted, as Bumblebee clamored in, flexing his doorwings to grab the coolness of the pot.

'At least he is courteous enough to leave me alone.' Drift thought as he closed his optics and let his body soak in the coolness, feeling Crosshairs circle the rim of the pot and start steering the makeshift boat over to the oasis. For humans, we could definitely jump over the "river" but for the miniscule bots, it took them at least fifteen minutes to reach the side.

All silence was present during that time, the only noise as was the creaking of the rudder before the coffee...ahem..."boat" hit the other side, jolting Drift and getting a childish scream from Bee. A lasso was seen being thrown at a heavy log that had a small branch protruding from it. Crosshairs didn't earn his name for nothing; with good accuracy, he got the lasso around the branch and pulled tight, stopping the boat from floating down the stream. Bee immediately jumped out, running for the much cooler shade, hiding in a hole under the tree.

Drift was slower only because the heat had screwed up his systems a bit. Offering a hand, Crosshairs crouched down and grabbed the samurai's outstretched hand. With a heave, Drift clambered out and jumped down from the boat, making it over to a small pond, laying against a fallen branch. It was a lot better here than over at the Yeager's Farm. He watched Crosshairs make his way over to the pond, not going to sit by him.

'I hope it isn't one of his "inventions."' Actually, Crosshairs pulled out what looked like a toy canoe, and picking up a stick, before hopping in and pushing off. He was re-enacting a gondola movement, using the stick to manuever around the pond. It looked like Bee wanted a piece of the action too as he walked over and waved his arms frantically.

Crosshairs smiled and pushed over to him.

"Where is your destination?"

"To the Mississippi where we bought the land from Napoleon." Looking up the adventure, it was called the Exploration of Lewis and Clark where they travelled the vast wilderness from the purchase and with the guide named Sacagawea. Crosshairs smirked and said, "Climb on there Lawrence, we are goin' to go explore the wilderness."

"Affirmative!" With that they pushed off and their imagination took over.

They could see the spooky forests with unknown inhabitants. Taking a glimpse back, he saw Bee in his fur clothes including a raccoon hat. He looked down and snarled to find such formal clothing on himself. The noises were getting on their nerves as there was crashing of leaves. Finally, a figure came to the edge of the river all dressed in those Injun clothes. Sacagawea, the most rumored Indian to have great beauty. The gold face raised a questioning optic ridge as Crosshairs guided the boat to the edge of the pond.

"Want to be our guide?"

"And why should I?"

"Because you know it's fun."

"Fine."

In climbed Drift as he settled himself in the middle of the canoe, Crosshairs taking the front paddle and Bee taking the rear paddle. Onwards they continued, watching as fur posts were passed with great speed on the river. Watching exotic animals drink from the river, changing landscapes, and even other Indian tribes that stared at these strangers with great interest. Soon, they listened to the pleasant noisesof the wind blowing through the trees, the crickets, and the-

"Guys?! Where are you?"

"Bee!"

"Crosshairs?"

"Drift?"

Bee stood up in the canoe, listening to the familiar names that are being screamed. He wasn't watching his footing and suddenly the boat threw everyone into the very currents of the river.

"AGH! Bee!" Drift yelped indignantly as Bee flailed like a maniac, not liking the murky water seeping into his wires while Crosshairs surfaced with a lily pad acting as a hat, spitting a stream of water back into the pond.

"Mayday! MAYDAY!"

"There you guys are!" Cade exclaimed, coming upon the three bots who had capsized. He held back a snicker but smiled as he jumped over the river with Tessa and Shane following him. Hound was still at the barn fixing the holoform. Shane sighed as he scooped the writhing Bee out of the water.

"Bee! I just washed you!"

"I'm sorry daddy." Bee admitted, bowing his head. Cade scooped up Drift who didn't look pleased at being capsized into the water. He let him sit on his shoulder, not happy with the stench but happy nobody saw them. Tessa fished out Crosshairs, gently removing the lilypad from his head. He was looking down feeling down now. It was hard to figure out why but he just felt sad so suddenly. Tessa saw he didn't want his feelings pointed out so she cupped him in her hands, a makeshift hug for him. Stunned, Crosshairs allowed himself to hug the hand back.

It felt weird to recieve any affection but it was a good weird.

"Let's go rewash them." Tessa said to Shane who was currently trying to wipe as much mud off Bee with his thumb. All three bots looked to one another with wide optics and thought the same thing, 'SLAG!'

Hope you enjoyed! The Cherryblossom Tree