Sorry, Legit, but there are more human version to come. A whole chapter of it. Also, no, Smokescreen isn't a Prime in the sense that Optimus was and the Primes before him. It's just a title now, you know, Autobot culture. Kinda like how the Decepticons call all their leaders Lord [blank] though Megatron was a low class gladiator. I'm really glad they kept the cast system in the "reboot". =v=; Too bad that not everyone showed up, oh well, G1 will live on in my heart. Shattered Glass is there too, but that's not something I'm going to do unless requested. It's also really weird on how your reviews don't show up til like two days later...

Also, common misconception. The games and Prime share a "Continuity Family". They have similar canon, but not everything lines up. Which is how we know that Shockwave survives getting his arm ripped off and an explosion, but conflicts with how Cliffjumper is somehow on the Ark but hanging out with Arcee. The games are more closely linked to the comics than the show, pity cause I think the comics are great! It'd be cool if the comics and the show were closer linked, but I guess it makes sense for a wider age range. The comics can get pretty gritty, but they really go into things better than Prime did. Especially since not all the translations of Prime went to season 3, which is also a shame. While it wasn't the best season it wasn't bad either.

Note: This is a completely AU from Prime. I feel lame having to put this in but whatever~

Meh, enough author notes, on to one shot.

noun

The medieval knightly system with its religious, moral, and social code

Bumblebee put his hands up defensively. Looking Optimus Prime in the optics he tilted his head, "You've got to be kidding me."

The large Prime smiled gently down at his old friend. Squeezing the yellow bot's shoulders he explained, "Bumblebee, you must understand. While he has an odd way of showing it you are his favorite sitter." He chuckled at Bumblebee's sour face. "It'll only be until Ratchet can come to pick him up."

Sighing Bumblebee dropped his shoulder. Leaning into the larger mech's touch he relented, "Alright Optimus."

The two pulled back on instinct when a roar echoed through the room. The green sparkling stood in the doorway. Despite his age he was already up to Bumblebee's chest and not even in his second frame. Teeth bared he stalked over to the two. To Optimus it looked like he was pouting, but to the unfamiliar Bumblebee it looked like he was going to blow a gasket. Folding his arms he stared down his creator, the older mech chuckling at him. Narrowing his optics he expressed over their bond, :I know what you're doing.:

:Do you, my sweetspark?: Optimus sent back with a smile. Turning back to Bumblebee he nodded, "I'll take my leave now. Good day, Bumblebee, Grimlock." Without another word he left the two alone. His broad strides taking him far away from the skittish scout and his temperamental sparkling.

"So," Bumblebee trailed off, "What do you want to do, Grimlock?"

The sparkling grumbled. This was embarrassing. He was supposed to be wooing his mate not being sparkling sat like a defenseless sparkling. He could take down fully grown mechs, but this was difficult! Turning away he nibbled on his claws. What could he do to show Bumblebee that he was a better mate than anyone else? Groaning he scratched at his helm, there had to be something.

Bumblebee sighed, Grimlock was less than pleased about him being here. Scratching the back of his head he tried to think of something that Grimlock would like to do. Shrugging his shoulders he asked, "Grimlock you want to go to the plaza?"

Grimlock swerved to look Bumblebee in the optics. Nodding he bounced excitedly. This was his chance! It would be just like in those movies from Earth. Bad guys would show up, he'd beat them up, and he get Bee. Puffing out his chest he pulled on Bumblebee's servo. This was going to be the best day of his life!

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This was the most boring day of his life. No bad guys showed up. Nothing romantic happened. Grumbling he sulked into his frozen energon. This was so lame. Sucking on the spoon he glanced at Bumblebee, the other bot chatting with a black and white mech. Baring his teeth he grumbled at the smug mech with the blue visor. Jerk.

Bumblebee laughed at Jazz's joke, the other truly was hilarious. Glancing to Grimlock he hoped that the sparkling was having a good time, but Grimlock was just glowering at them. Clamping up he offered a small smile to Jazz, looks like he had made Grimlock mad again. Putting up a hand he said, "I'll see you later, Jazz. I got to get Grimlock home before Ratchet does."

"I hear ya', my mech." Jazz putt up both his servos and gave an over exaggerated shiver. Smiling again he pulled Bumblebee into a one armed hug around the other's shoulders. Squeezing lightly he said, "See ya' around, Bee."

"See you around, Jazz!" Bumblebee smiled as he waved the other off. Turning back the the scowling sparkling. Frowning he awkwardly let his servo drop to his side. "You ready to go, Grimlock?"

His frowned deepened when Grimlock didn't answer him. The sparkling was usually so loud and boastful, unless of course Grimlock was around him. Shaking it off he just moved to herd the sparkling along. Maybe someday Grimlock would like him, but it seemed like that day was a long way off. Sighing he kept his eyes forward the whole way back to Optimus's home. After he punched in the codes he looked down to inform Grimlock that they were home. The words dieing on his gloss at the other's tears, "Grimlock?"

Clenching his fists Grimlock turned his head away. Cursing his weakness he tried to avoid Bumblebee's questioning gaze. Choking out his question he turned to face his -future- mate, "Why?"

Bumblebee nearly staggered back at Grimlock's volume. Trying to ignore the trembling in the other's voice he held up his hands. Looking around he tried to move the other out of the public hall. The other complying with relative ease, but he didn't let the tension drain from his wings. Softly he tried to get a straight answer from the other once they were inside the Prime's appartment, "Grimlock, what's wrong?"

"Why can't I do anything right?" Grimlock howled. Tears streaking down his face he tackled Bumblebee. Strong arms wrapped around the yellow waist under him. Helm buried into the warm frame he heaved a mournful keen. Looking up he begged, "Why can't you chose me?"

Bumblebee made a confused wha sound. Processor reeling he placed a servo on the green helm. "Grimlock, what are you talking about?"

"That mech," Grimlock growled, "He had his servos all over you."

"You mean Jazz?"

"I don't care who he is! I just want you!" Grimlock shouted. He'd rip this Jazz to shred, he wasn't going to lose to this Jazz.

"Wha? Grimlock- what?" Bumblebee sputtered at the sparkling. Shuttering his optics he rebooted his audio receptors. He must have misheard the younger. Trying to lighten the mood he forced a smile, "Grimlock, Jazz and I are just friends."

"You are," Grimlock breathed. Barking a laugh he sagged against the yellow plating.

"Yeah!" Bumblebee chuckled, "We've known each other since the war."

Grimlock's plating vibrated as he grinned at Bumblebee. Swooping in the future Prime stole a kiss from the one under him. Pulling back he nearly purred, he hadn't lost Bumblebee. Humming he bobbed his head and said seriously, "From now on I won't jump to conclusions!"

"Grimlock!" Bumblebee howled this time. His optics widening as the green bot just nodded at him. "You can't do that!"

"Why not," Grimlock pouted.

"You're- We- too young!" Bumblebee tried to reason. Helm spinning he tried rebooting. This was still happening, he thought with slacked jaw.

Grimlock just shrugged. "We do have to wait a while til we can bond, but it's nothing to worry about right now!"

"You are a sparkling!"

"I'm almost a youngling, nearly a full grown mech!"

"You are a sparkling and I'm a full grown mech!"

"So?"

"That is wrong on so many levels!" Bumblebee argued and tried to push the other off of him. His hand stopping at Grimlock's watering optics. Realizing he couldn't fight the younger on this he relented some what, "Fine, fine." He put up a hand to stop Grimlock before the other could speak. "We can't be together right now, but when you're older if you still want to… bond with me we can try "dating" ok?"

Grimlock's head rattled up and down. Grinning he nuzzled his nose bridge to Bumblebee's, "I won't change my mind."

"I think you will when I'm old as Ratchet!" Bumblebee tried again.

"Nope," Grimlock grinned.

"So is this why you were always so angry at me before?" Bumblebee sighed and changed the subject.

"Oh," Grimlock mouthed. Pulling back slightly he looked off to the side, "I was trying to be like Creator."

Bumblebee made a trailing off sound before patting the sparkling on the helm. Hopefully Grimlock's opinion of him would change when the bot got older. To be fair he had a youngling crush on a lot of bots during the war. Grimlock would grow to realize how silly the idea of them bonding would be when the mech got older. For Optimus he'd put up with the scrappy sparkling, and he did give the brat his word. Smiling he said, "You tried, big guy."