Chapter 10, It's offical!
Now retired Defense Secretary Keller had a big problem. A thirty two foot tall big problem. Who at the moment, was holding a press conference... On the front lawn of the white house. His phone range two seconds after the massive face of the alien robot appeared on the eleven'o'clock news and a familiar voice boomed.
"My name is Optimus Prime. 13 years ago, my people saved your world from destruction. I speak to you now, to ask for your help."
-four hours later-
After four hours of somewhat nervous discussion with three of the best lawyers the United State's had to offer and a full explination of what had happened had been given, it was decided that all charges in the case of Optimus' Prime vs The United States, would be dropped. No longer retired Defense Secretary Keller was now handling diplomatic relations with Optimus Prime, in an attempt to keep the Autobot's on earth.
Keller "What can we do for you Optimus?"
Optimus Prime "I would like full custody of the human child, whom we have named Spark Plug, under the legal name of Annie Prime, granted to Bumblebee and I do not want to see, hear from or hear of Child Protective Services ever again.
Keller "You have to understand, we have laws that..."
Optimus Prime "That is non-negotiable, defense secretary Keller. Custody will be given, or we will be leaving your planet, violently if necessary."
Back at the now carefully moved and well hidden base, Bumblebee was watching a certian little girl as she slept peacefully, the stress of the past few weeks had drained him, but he refused to go into stasis. He didnt even notice Sunstreaker sliding down next to him until the bright yellow bot smacked him upside the head. He winced, then looked up at the grinning face of his uncle for a moment. Then threw his arms around the older bot, sobbing into his chest plate.
Sunstreaker "Hey! BEE! Watch the paint you slaghead"
Bee, simply continued to sob and the usually jovial bot softened, hating to see his little partner in crime anything but happy, and wrapped an arm around the little bot he had known from a sparkling.
Sunstreaker "Yo, Bee-Man, why the sob fest?"
Bee " I...Don't know how you guys did it!"
Sunstreaker, looking suprisingly guilty "Whad I do this time?"
Bee "You... You put up with me all these years"
Sunstreaker clicked and shook his head "Yeah, yer right. You want the truth?"
Bee looked up at him. "You? Tell the truth without Ratchet twisting your gears or Iron's cannon to your head? Who are you and what have you done with Sunny?"
Sunstreaker grinned "Fine. I wont tell you then."
Bee punched him and glared at the ground.
Sunstreaker, raising an optic ridge "Bee... Truth is, I dont know how you put up with ME all these years. I was wreckless, stupid and always getting both of us into trouble. I've almost gotten us both sent to the scrap heap so many times...But you never held it against me. Not once. "
Bee "I kept my promise Sunny. I didnt let the war steal my laugh."
Sunstreaker grinned at his little Bee.
Bee "But Sunny... I dont think I can keep it much longer... "
Sunstreaker hugged the younger bot, who rested his head on his best friend's chest. "Spill Bee."
Bee "What if... What if I'm wrong about keeping Sparkplug? What if... I'm about to this whole thing and she's better off with her own kind and I'm putting everyone in danger because..." He stopped, blue energon streaking down his face. "Because I love her with all my spark" He whispered, looking up at Sunstreaker.
Sideswipe, stepping out of the shadows. "Then you keep tryin. You keep kickin aft. Because you love her and thats all that matters. As long as you got that, there's nothing you cant face. Thats how we did it Bee. You ask can ask Ironhide, Hatchet, hell, even Optimus and you'll get the same answer. Now, if you two mushfests are done sobbing your eye's out. I got an idea I could use some help with" He grinned, letting Bee and Sunny know that someone was about to get slagged.
-Two hours later-
After a cleverly planted virus in the stasis charging unit in Ironhide's stasis bed, the weapon's specialist may as well have been in a coma. Carefully, Sideswipe and Sunstreaker set up, with Bumblebee keeping watch outside the door, snickering as he watched the twins put their glorious plan into action.
Optimus Prime returned to base, to find Bee curled up on the floor beside Sparkplug's bed, having finally fallen into stasis. What puzzled him, was the fact that the twins slept next to him, one behind him, the other on the other side of Sparkplug's bed. He smiled softly at the touching scene and decided he would wait until Bee finished his stasis cycle to give him the news, with a tired sigh, he turned and headed to his office. Little did he know, Bee's stasis cycle would be ending sooner then expected, when Ironhide's ear splitting shriek filled the base. The twin's optic's flickered on and they looked at eachother from across Bee and Sparkplug's sleeping forms. Two identical grins crossed their faces as they quietly snuck out of Sparkplug's bedroom.
Optimus and Ratchet stared at Ironhide with a mixture of shock and laughter. During stasis, someone had very carefully given Ironhide a new paint job. The now hot pink weapon's specialist, charged his flower covered cannon's and with a look of pure and utter fury, stalked down the hall. Optimus and Ratchet finally released the laughter they had been struggling to contain, then Ratchet went to prepare the medbay for the arrival of two very dead twin autobots.