Me: There number 7
BB: What took you so long?
Wally: Yeah
Me: I didnt know where to go with Sari and Bulkhead's point of view.
BB: oh
Me: And I have school too ya know
Wally: Oh yeah*rubs his neck* I forgot...
Me: ugh...I dont own TF
"Let him go, Goldbug!" Bumblebee yelled as he slammed into his copy.
The said bot growled and struggled. He refuses to let his prize go. As the light ate at them, Goldbug let out a scream in anger. "Never!"
The remaining bots on the covered their optics as the light flashed brightly before disappearing all together. They uncovered their optics to see nothing put stars in the sky. Their yellow friend was gone along with the dinobots. Grimlock and Snarl roared in sadness for their lost brother. Sunstreaker dropped to his knees in defeat. He had promise to protect the young spy failed. Sideswipes let out a howl of pain and cried. His beloved minibot was gone. Bulkhead pulled his girlfriend into his arms and let her cry into his chest. His best friend was gone.
"Oh Bulky! He's gone!" Sari cried out. "What are we going to do?"
"I don't know Sari…I don't know." He mumbled.
Sari looked out into the dark sky and sigh. It's been almost a week since they lost Bumblebee and Swoop. One big, horrible week that will never be erase from her mind. She didn't know what to do or what to say. She felt…
Lost
Just like her friends. No one there to help or protect them, not that they need it although it would ease her a bit. The dinobots weren't much different from her. They looked miserable without their younger brother. Grimlock refuse to talk to anyone but Snarl. Snarl refuses to leave his temporary room at the old base. They both cried to the moon and roam through the city at night. It scared her to see them without their fiery spirit. Bulkhead tried his best to keep them happy with his art and stories of Cybertron.
Jetstorm was still recovering from the damages caused by Goldbug. He was still blind in the left optic and had small denting it as well. He was a bit jumping after waking from a two day stasis from his attack. Jetfire had been by his brother's side through the whole time. He was afraid that if he left his brother for on second then Goldbug would finish the job. Both cling to each other in sadness for a fail battle and for their lost friend.
Sunstreaker and Sideswipes were a different story all together. Sunstreaker refuse to look into anyone eyes. Flinching at sounds of minivans passing by and hearing the name of the one they lost. He was quick to anger or a quicker than before. He had felt as if it was his fault that they lost their comrades. Sideswipes looked so broken without the yellow spy to cheer him up. Just like his twin he also felt as if it was his fault that they couldn't save his friends. He, just like Snarl, refuse to leave his room unless for Energon to consume.
Sari's shoulders dropped in depression and tears escaped her blue eyes. Her best friend, her brother was lost out there with a psychotic seeker look alike. She was afraid of never seeing the yellow scout again. She had promised to herself and another that he would always be protected.
But now, she could only wait until Bulkhead finished building the ground bridged-or was it called time bridged?-with her father. Than together they would storm into the base that held their friend and rip them apart until they gave Bee up. She smirked thinking about when she was younger and how Bee used to annoy anyone who was stupid to capture him. She could remember when Bumblebee was captured by Thundercracker, one of Starscream's clones, and not even an hour later he was given back by the fearing Con. A small quiet giggle escaped her lips. How she missed the old time.
Bulkhead looked at his girlfriend and shook his head with a sigh. Something was wrong was his Sari. She has been acting strangely all week. Oh, sure he noticed her acting a bit after the war with Megatron two years ago but thought nothing about it. Who wouldn't act weird after seeing your home world being almost destroyed? Although lately her behavior was becoming a bit worst. At first it was just her being a friend then she started to be extremely friendly.
The green mech looked at the device in his servos then back at the red headed teen. When she started to became friendlier than normal, Bulkhead was flattered. She was a great help to his farm. She would take care of the little sparking while he would rebuild his farm with his creator. Then she would help his carrier with the armor washing and keeping the house clean. She even helps clean up after the animal as well as making him lunch.
The she would talk to him about their youngling hood, dreams for the future and what they wanted to do now. Bulkhead had never told people that he dreamed to something more than just being a spacebridge builder. No one but Bumblebee had tried to get to know the bot he hid inside. That there was more to him than his strength, smashing and art.
He was even more excited when she agreed to be his girl. Now looking at her sitting by the window-waiting, he was getting worried. They had already lost Prowl, almost lost Ratchet and now Bee is missing. How long until his little sweet spark snaps?
"Bulky?"
The said mech flinched as he found the femme he was thinking about right next to him. Her baby blue stared into his with sadness and uncertainty. There was something else, lurking in the darkness.
"Yeah Sari?" He asked putting the unknown object in his servos down.
"Is Bumblebee coming back?" She asked with a childish tint to it.
Bulkhead frowned and pulled her into a hug. "Don't worry Sari. He's Bee! He always finds his way back."
The tension in her shoulders left.
"Plus he won't just leave us to rust and he has Swoop with him as well. They'll all come back."
The techno-organic looked up at the bigger bot and muttered to herself as she walked away. "Oh…yeah…Swoop. He was captured too."
Bulkhead felt his spark sink. She had forgotten about their dino friend. It was getting worst. She was forgetting the bots that were in her life. She never forgets her pals, never.
Not the first time
Bulkhead winced in shame and sadness. After this mission ends and their friends came back, he was taking her to Ratchet. He promises.
Jazz let out a groan as he slumped over his desk. He just finished writing over thirty mission reports. 'That'll teach meh to put off written them.' He thought with he winced. A whimper escaped his lips as he tried to open and close his writing hand.
"Damn Sentinel." He muttered with another wince. "Making meh write mah servo off."
"Jazz!"
'Speak of da devil and the devil shall appear.' The black and white Porsche thought bitterly using one of the human's sayings. All he wanted was to go to bed, curled up to his lil'Bee and snooze the day away. Was that so hard to ask for? Just a bit of Jazz-man time with his yellow and black minibot. With a sigh, he looked up to see a dark blue, black and grey mech. It was times like these that he was glad to have his visor. It hid the harsh glare that was on his face.
"Yes sir?" He tried not to growl.
Sentinel raises a metal brow and tosses him keys. "Here, take them."
"Wait…what? Why would I-"
"You are now dismiss until next month." The Prime said walking away from the completely stun Jazz. "Enjoy your vacation Soldier."
Jazz stared at the object in his servos and grin. He saluted his commanding officer and ran to his room. He quickly packed up a week full of stuff that he would need and some Energon treats that he bought on one of his missions. He stops for a minute and went to Bee's side of the room. He reached under the berth and pulled out the stuff black cat that he had made as a surprise present for his lil'Bee's creation day last year.
Jazz looked at the internet and groan. For a whole month he had been looking for the perfect gift for Bumblebee. He looked at every store at every city in the world. He was even tempted to go back to Earth and get him something there.
Jazz shook his head. If he gotten something from Earth than Bee would start feeling lonely. He hasn't forgotten how the yellow minibot love Earth and would miss its organics. It also wouldn't help if Bumblebee snuck off to the blue and green plant.
"Gahh! How hard is it to find a damn present?" Jazz moan rubbing his faceplate annoyed.
"Geez Boss, what got your wires in a twist?"
Jazz looked over to see Cliffjumper walking in with Mirage in his arms. The blue and silver tower nudged his lover in the rib before looking at his commanding officer. He knew that the black and white Porsche was looking for the best creation day gift for their young espionage. He slowly got out of his mate's embrace and walked up to the top spy. He looked over the ninja-bot's shoulder and looked at the computer screen.
"I do hope you are not thinking of getting any of these things." Mirage asked softly with a frown. "You could do much better."
Jazz raise a brow. "Oh really? Than what should ah do?"
"I do not know…"
Cliffjumper sighed. "Why don't you just make something? I mean his creation day is next week. Wouldn't he like something made from the heart?"
Cliffjumper fidget slightly at the stares the others were giving him.
Mirage blinked and then grinned lovingly. "Oh Cliff, your brilliant! Why didn't I think of that?"
He waltz up to his partner and threw his arms around the red bot's neck. Cliffjumper blushed as Mirage kissed his cheek twice before being kissed on the lips. Jazz snickered as he watched one of his toughest spy melt into a puddle of goo by his lover.
Although he couldn't help but fell jealous of the two love bots. He wanted to have someone just like that. Someone who would kiss him, hug him, love him, but with his job he didn't have the time to look for a lover.
As he was deep into thought, Mirage's pulled away from his lover and turned to their leader. "You should make him something!"
The music love mech jolted out of his thought. "W-what?"
"Oooh We can make him a blanket or a stuff animal that humans are so fond of or a…a-"
"Raj calm down!" Cliffjumper chuckled pulling his bondmate to him. "This is Jazz's gift not yours."
Mirage blushed lightly and nodded. "R-right…I forgotten."
The music bot grinned and jumped up from his chair. "You right! Ah should make something for Bee."
Mirage cheered and offered his sowing skills. Than together they work for a week. They collected different color types of cloth, research objects to make and stayed up every night to get the animal right. Jazz just hoped the mini espionage liked it.
~Bee's creation day~
Jazz watched as Bumblebee write in his data pad, boredom sketched on his face. He chuckled at the sight of droopy optics and the way Bee would jump awake. Slowly he made his way to the yellow spy and covered his optics. Bee tensed up under his servo than he relaxed and giggled.
"Jazz is that you? You scared the circuits out of me." Bumblebee said turning around. "Hi."
Jazz laughed and hugged the tiny scout. "Hey lil'Bee, happy creation day kiddo. I got you a present."
He pulled out an elephant size, stuff cat from his back and hand it to his friend.
Bumblebee squealed and wrapped his arms around the taller bot. "Thank you, thank you, thank you! I love it!"
Jazz blushed and smiled, rubbing his head. "You welcome…made it mah self with a bit of Raj's help."
Bee looked up at him and smile. He tightens his grip on the older mech and nuzzled his neck. Jazz hugged his pal back and sent a mental 'thank you' to Mirage. Now all he had to do was distract Bee so the rest of the other minibots gets the surprise party ready.
Jazz smiled as he place the small cat into his bag and took off. He waved good bye to his fellow workmate and ran to the ship.
Earth here he comes!
Bulkhead looked up at the stars and smiled. No one knew this but he and Bee loved to lie under the Stars when everyone was a sleep. This time was able to allow them to relax from their roles.
Bumblebee…comes home…
The green bot sat up and sighed. Break time was over. He had to get back to the ground bridge. He just needs one more thing and it would finally be finish. Then other and he can go get Swoop and Bee.
And he will make Goldbug pay.
"Geez Bulkhead. Why so glum mah mech?"
Bulkhead's optics widens. 'Slag.'
"Jazz?
Me: Meh...I could have done better.
Bb: Agreed.
Wally: Well there's always next time
Me: Right!
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