Note: No school Tuesday! For me, at least. I don't know about all the counties, just mine. But yesterday gave me plenty of time to work on this chapter. It's not a big one, but it a bit of cuteness. And the continuation of a big leap for Bee and Megsy. This whole story is practically about those two. After writing this chapter, I finally saw the path to the end. If I'm lucky it should end in about 5 or so more chapters. But if I know these characters, someone will through a wrench in my plans. Probably Sentinel. I have a plan for the next chapter. The one after that has a sketchy outline as well as the one after that. The one after that is even sketchier, meaning that it's supposed to have the final epic scene, but Sentinel is a jerk to more than just Bee's family. He also likes to throw wrenches in my plans. I hope he dies. But not yet.
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17: If next chapter's outline is worth anything (because it's not set in stone), Sentinel shall be coming after them. You don't know how yet, so I haven't spoiled anything. It's one thing to say someone dies, it's another to say how! No one dies, don't worry. I only stayed up until 8:30 to write this one. The other hour was me contemplating my life. :) Animals can be stupid sometimes. They're so lovable and goofy sometimes. I have 5 pictures of my dog making goofy faces while I gave him a belly rub. Well, they're not our pets for nothing. Always wanting recognition for their "important" deeds.
People, people, I love reviews! 17 the only one who is consistent. Congrats! Then again, I do understand not being able to review. After all, I don't have internet. I usually post these at my neighbor's house, at the fence next to my neighbor's house, or at the laundromat.
31 chapters in 2 months. If every author wrote like me, we'd never run out of stories. Sorry if that sounds like bragging, but I'm sure everyone who reads this has felt the frustration of finding a wonderful story only to reach the end and realize that the author hasn't updated in months or even years. Maybe it's life, maybe it's school, maybe it's a personal story that has its own reasons. To the people who update on a somewhat regular schedule. Congrats to you. You are dedicated to stuff that won't get you money, but you finish the job you started To the people who don't update regularly or take a super long time, I wish you well in life. Don't let it get you down. You have a whole community of people here who will support you, as well as friends and family at home. Ace those tests at school. Make that money at work. Be the boss at home. Don't let anyone tell you you're a nerd for doing what you love.
Um. Bon appetit!
::For the first time in centivorns, the Energon Fountains couldn't be a part of AllSpark Day celebrations.::
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::It's been nearly two megacycles since the 'AllSpark Day Hanging,' as it has been named.::
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::Sources say that a sparkling was the victim of attempted murder. A mysterious mech pushed the small child into the central energon well with the chain wrapped around his throat. It's a miracle the sparkling survived.::
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::The sparkling is currently recovering at Iacon Central Hospital with his loved ones. We currently don't have permission to release the injuries he received since we have not been able to contact the sparkling's primary caregivers.::
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::Is it true that you helped saved the AllSpark Day sparkling, Luna?::
::Well, it's not like I could let a cute little thing like him join the AllSpark yet!::
::And we do have word from his caretakers that once he recovers enough, they will contact us for when they should appear on air.::
::Right on, Sola! I hope that little cutie is okay. Whoever stooped so low as to try and kill a sparkling should be punished.::
::Sent to the madhouse!::
::Should be put to death! That's the same sparkling from the IGC explosion.::
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:: I'm here with Iacon Chief of Police Prowl. Chief, what your comments on the AllSpark Day Hanging?::
::There is no denying that this was attempted murder.::
::Does the IPD have any clues as to who the perpetrator is?::
::So far, no one has been able to identify or describe a suspect. However, we haven't gotten permission to question the victim yet. He may be able to provide us with some intel.::
:: It's an atrocious thing to want to kill a sparkling. Why might someone do it?::
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::Why would someone try to kill a sparkling? Is this connected to the IGC explosion or the attack on Kaon? Who could possibly be behind this? Seriously, why would anyone want to kill a sparkling? They're so precious these orns!::
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'Isn't that the million credit question,' Megatron thought as he shut off the holoscreen. Once again, he was back in the hospital with Bumblebee. This time, he wasn't the one confined to a medberth. However, he'd trade places with Bee in a sparkbeat.
The poor sparkling had to be put in stasis for over a megacycle to keep him from squirming too much and exacerbating his injuries. When the medics pulled him out of it, he was inconsolable. He cried and cried for joors on end and nothing his caretakers did could calm him down. Bee recharged through the next two orns and woke up feeling much better afterward. Occasionally, he complained about not being able to move because of the neck and shoulder braces, but he enjoyed the activities the others entertained him with.
One orn, Ratchet came in with good news. "Well, we can finally take the braces off. I still don't want you off of this berth yet, but other than that, you're recovering just fine."
"Did you hear that, Meggy? I can move now!" Bee exclaimed.
"We heard, Bumblebee," Megatron said from the chair next to Bee's berth. To Ratchet, he asked, "Is there anything else we should be worried about, doctor?"
"Hanging from a well that deep should've snapped his helm right off." Megatron and Bumblebee both cringed at the mental image. "Luckily, he only came out with dislocated shoulders, a few fractured neck struts, and some mild processor trauma.
"For you, Megatron, no lifting him by his armpits or arms. You could stress the joint and accidentally tear it back out again. And keep an optic on him. Make sure he doesn't strain himself too much.
"Bumblebee, no lifting your arms above your head, no carrying heavy objects for too long, no whipping your helm around, no handstands, cartwheels, handsprings, etc.; no-"
"I get it; I get it! No doing anything with my shoulders or neck that could strain my shoulders or neck and possibly injure my shoulders or neck by accident!" Bee cut him off. "But that's easy stuff. Tell me the hard stuff. I can take it!"
Ratchet sighed. "Your energon was cut off from your processor for an unknown amount of time. Parts of your processor died from the lack of nourishment but, luckily, help arrived in time."
Megatron frowned. Was it so bad that Ratchet had to take so long to say it? "This we know. Tell us what we don't."
"He might have a personality change, he could develop new phobias, have sudden anxieties, have protoform aches, or even have trouble recognizing familiar bots because his processor wasn't getting oxygen. In this case, he could also have trouble with coordination, a weakened body, and an occasional slur.
"Keep an optic on him. Understand that some of the things he does might be because of the processor damage. I'll give you a full list to take back to Kaon. Until then, those braces will be coming off soon, and you'll be cleared to leave in a few more orns."
"Then we can go home and I can show Kitty and Birdy all the pretty fountains I took pictures of!"
Megatron chuckled at the little one's ideas. Even Ratchet quirked a smile. "Okay, sparkling. I just need you to hold really still so I can take the braces off. Afterward, you can move your arms a little more, but try to keep your neck and helm still."
"Okay, Ratch'!"
'Ratch' grumbled under his breath at the nickname he clearly picked up from Jazz. It took a few breems to ease the neck brace off, but Bee was a happy sparkling now.
After Ratchet left the room with the braces, Bee asked, "Meggy, were you scared?"
The question caught the normally alert gladiator by surprise. "What do you mean?"
"When I was hanging. Were you scared? I know I was."
Megatron scooted over and kissed Bee's forehelm. "I had never been more terrified in my life. You know what I told you. I will eviscerate the bot who thinks they can take you away from me. When I get my servos on whoever it is, they. Will. Pay."
If smiles could light up the world, all of Cybertron would've gone blind from the sheer brightness of Bee's smile. "And that's why you're my Meggy."
"And you're my little Bee," Megatron cooed. Bee's arm flailed around a little trying to locate Megatron's servo as his optics began to droop. The large mech held the smaller servo in his own.
"My sire," Bee whispered as he fell into recharge.
Megatron thought his spark would burst from happiness.
Note: Short, but sweet. And Megatron is almost a sire! Almost! I have a plan for this. Maybe the last chapter. I don't know for sure yet. I know this one was probably a little slow, but Bee can't just get up and get better on his own. Brain trauma leaves a big impact. Wow, I just realized that I replaced a broken voice with a messed up processor. I am still mean. Bee's still okay though! All the personality changes should come during the war. Like I said, plans.
I actually didn't plan for actually brain trauma, just trauma. Oh, the wrenches research throws. Luckily I can still use it. We'll just say Bumblebee is a VERY lucky sparkling and move on.
I should say that as end of year exams draw closer, it may get harder to update this. Luckily, I'm close to the end. I have a few more weeks, so I will try to bring this to a close so I can focus my attentions on getting pass advanced on my tests and, most importantly, getting the sleep I have deprived myself of for you all. If you're grateful, please leave a review. Sleep deprivation doesn't really make me grumpy, but it still make me very happy to see what you think about this story.
So, leave a review and I'll get back to you. 'Till next time!
