Interdict
Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers. I should think that rather obvious with my college-induced poverty and all.
Warnings: Some OOC on Bee's part
AN: I took a little break, but I'm back now. Also, a bit more plot progression.
Humans are interesting. So different. But so very much like them. Small and fragile and delicate like the smallest of sparklings. But so smart and capable. Brave despite it all.
Or at least, they are most of the time. Not now. Not with the current situation… disaster more like. Not with their first experience with his kind. And most certainly not with Bee here.
Simply put, they're terrified.
Bluestreak doesn't like this feeling, hates the fact that these remarkable beings are so frightened of them. He feels dirty somehow, tainted by association. Like he did after his home was destroyed. The humans look at them like they're no better than 'Cons. Like there isn't even a difference.
Bee doesn't even care. He just growls at them, sends them running any time they so much as look in his direction. Makes rude and threatening gestures. Won't speak to them. He just does whatever the slag he wants. Ignores Hide's orders. Pretends Blue himself doesn't even exist.
Primus, Sunstreaker at his most homicidal is friendlier than this.
And Blue doesn't understand; he just can't understand what's going on, why Bee's being this way. Hopes that it is in no way related to what Sam confided to him those orns ago before he left for the new base. A dirty secret Blue is trying his best to forget.
But at least, Ironhide's shouts are in Cybertronian and over the comm channels, not out loud. Blue's not even the one yelled at, but his processor practically rings afterward, reverberating with the angry words and almost but not quite threats. He's never seen Hide so angry, not even when Ravage and Rumble got hold of Sam and brought him to Soundwave.
Things are just so crazy. So absolutely insane. The universe got turned around, and nobody bothered to tell him. No one ever remembers to tell him.
He just wishes Jazz were here. Or Prowl. Or even the twins. Optimus. Ratchet. Anyone else. They'd all know what to do. They'd think of some solution, something clever or witty. Not just watch completely frozen at the scene unfolding before him, stare with something a lot like horror as Hide is forced to tackle Bee and then bodily drag him away from the human's commander.
They wouldn't be so altogether useless.
It's no surprise when reinforcements show up. Nor is it shocking how the humans react. Mirage and Smokescreen have their hands full trying their best to calm everyone down, practically begging the base commander to give them another chance. Hide and Red Alert aren't much help, too busy keeping Bee from doing something else.
Blue just tries to stay out of the way.
The humans want Bee gone, so he's being sent back. Actually being escorted there by Hide and Red Alert. Blue's never had that happen to him before, never been removed from a mission. And he honestly can't remember something like this ever happening to anyone else he knows. He's never been so distrusted that they forcibly turn off his weapons. Not even when he was a raw recruit and so incredibly nervous the first time he held a weapon that he almost shot his own foot off.
They leave less than a joor later. And no one is sad to see the Camaro go.
Blue just watches as the three drive off, Bee securely in the middle. Smokescreen puts a comforting hand on his arm, and Mirage tries to speak to him. But he barely even notices, still too shocked by what's happened. Too baffled. So very, very hurt and confused. And just a little bit dreading.
And for once in his life, even Bluestreak is silent.
Ever Hopeful,
Azar
