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Bumblebee's optics were locked on the control panel as the sound of the trooper's powerful footsteps were incoming from down the halls. He had to ignore the bickering of the cadet and their catch. He had somewhere to be and time was of the essence.

The Space bridge activated, a dazzling display of green and white. Bumblebee turned to Strongarm and said, "Alright you and Sideswipe get going!"

Strongarm gulped, "B-but sir, the code 427-"

"Strongarm. If there's any advice you can take from me before I go, it's that those are guidelines. Not straightforward," He pointed to her head, "Your brain module is your greatest tool. That's what you listen to the most."

"Bumblebee…"

He heard it again. Optimus' voice calling out to him from… the well of sparks he supposed. He turned to Strongarm and gestured for her to go. Strongarm's confliction was clear as day, but she was a good bot. She'd listen. Without further delay, as the guards came in, he ran towards the portal. He didn't notice two things: the split nano second flash of blue around the portal and the cadet along with the arrested Cybertronian that followed right behind him.

He couldn't have predicted what happened next and what new adventure lay ahead, at least not for himself.

XXXXX

Bumblebee felt strange as he traveled through space and time. He felt something was amiss. His body felt odd, especially around his head and certain parts of his framework. Not something uncommon when entering a Space Bridge after a long time, but even this feeling was off to the young Mech.

"Bumblebee… "

That was his main focus. Optimus' voice calling out to him. Considering what had transpired throughout his life, this wasn't the most insane thing to do. And he could feel it in his spark. He could feel that calling as well as hear it.

As always, he'd follow Optimus' leadership without question. He never led him astray.

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The next thing he knew, he was out of the portal and in some remote area. Trees, rocks, and mountains of some valley, pure wilderness that belonged to Earth. It was a refreshing experience to have again, bringing back some good times. Years in Earth time, but for Bumblebee, it was only the blink of an eye.

And what a blink it was. In such a short time, Team Prime brought down the likes of Megatron all the way to Unicron himself then bringing Cybertron back to life. It was spectacular and unforgettable.

The Spacebridge closed behind him and Bumblebee sighed. It wasn't a one way trip, but it certainly would be a long one. Especially if Optimus was calling him there.

He activated his scanner and walked onward to the nearest signal. A strong Cybertronian signal not too far off. That was unusual considering no Cybertronians were supposed to be here. At all. This made Bumblebee furrow his brow and pick up the pace into the forest. A clear sign something was off, especially given that it was a signal pods used during the war. It brought back familiar memories.

In fact, as he walked on, more and more memories were coming. As he past by foliage and truly took on the scenery of mountains, trees, and shrubbery, it became clear that this was the first place Bumblebee had landed back on his first time on Earth. And the leftover signal was right at the exact spot where his pod landed. This was beyond a coincidence. He was sprinting now, he had to find out what was happening and pronto.

What he came upon shocked him. It was his pod. The crater was fresh and so were the small fires around it. His pod had just arrived. Again.

"What the frag?" Muttered Bumblebee as he cautiously walked closer to it and studied everything. The pod was empty and completely like it was when he left it the first time. Once he was in front of it, that's when it hit him.

A harpoon was shot in his chest. He grunted in pain and went wide eyed. Both by the harpoon and what he saw. His body looked different. He looked like he had on a human bodysuit of sorts… no, he did!

"Whatever that thing is, pin it down!" A human voice shouted. One that belonged to Fowler. Bumblebee turned to him and saw him. He looked… buffer. But also, very not friendly.

"Wait!" Bumblebee shouted, but the humans began firing at him, forcing him to shield his eyes. The bullets just chipped the paint at most from one gun, but multiple along with harpoons could take a toll on him. "Fowler, it's me!"

"Keep firing!" Shouted Fowler, not paying attention to Bumblebee's words. "Bring in that whatever it is!"

Bumblebee shouted, "Scrap!" before he ran in the opposite direction of the attacking military, looking for a clearing before transforming into car mode.

"I'll be a bald eagle," Muttered Fowler as he ran into a jeep, "Everyone move, get after him! Drive, son," he told the soldier driving. He immediately put the pedal to the metal.

Bumblebee ran through the forest, remembering the exact route out of there. He remembered the best way out of there, but the difference from last time was the fact the military wasn't on his bumper like he was an alien out of area 51. That was somewhere he really didn't want to be.

Just as rounded the corner at the edge of a cliff, two harpoons fired into his side, turning him over and forcing over the edge into a clearing, knocking him off his trail.

He tumbled over a cliff and fell in the clearing. He groaned and pulled the harpoons out as he transformed. He looked around and mumbled, "Oh frag," as he never went around this area which didn't have many fast exits… except the mine shaft.

Just as the military arrived, he made a mad dash towards the mine shaft. Sadly, a harpoon to the back of his right knee slowed him down and gave a heap time to cut him off by ramming into him, making Bumblebee fall with a grunt.

"Alright boys, aim for the joints! Don't destroy! Secure!" Fowler shouted as the military surrounded him.

Bumblebee stood up and held his servos up. He said to Fowler, "Please… I'm not here to hurt anyone. I'm an ally. A friend."

Fowler narrowed his eyes. A brief moment of hesitation on his face. The tiny moment of contemplation was interrupted by a het coming overhead of them, low to the ground. The soldier next to Fowler asked, "Hey, isn't that one of yours, sir?"

"It is. Who's piloting?" Asked Fowler aloud.

Bumblebee went wide eyed as he saw who flew over and said, "That's not one of yours," Fowler went wide eyed and turned to the Cybertronian. Then he shouted, "Run!"

The Jet rounded the corner and fired rockets released powerful explosions of ice upon impact, scattering the soldiers and jeeps in both ice and explosions. Bumblebee was knocked back and grunted in pain from his right leg being encased in small bits of ice.

As he looked up, something twice his size grabbed him by his neck and slammed him straight into the mountainside. Another massive shock to Bumblebee's greatly confused mind.

A Cybertronian he didn't recognize… yet wasn't a Cybertronian. She was like a Cybertronian but like a curvy human female. Purple and tan armor plating that covered her arms, legs, and midsection of her frame, hints of her jet alt-mode being the wings on her back as well as a cannon. Her helm was short purple hair and a tan military cap. A red visor with a scope of the left side. The rest of her was that of a fair skinned human female with lines in some places that showed her "skin" was plating. The first thing Bumblebee noticed though, was her Decepticon insignia.

She slammed him into the wall and shouted in his face, showing the gap in the middle of her top teeth, "Did you think you could hide!?" she shouted in a German accented voice.

Bumblebee immediately twisted his legs to kick her in the face and escape her grasp. He rolled out of the way to grab a jeep and bash it against the Decepticons left leg. She was forced in her knee, but knocked Bumblebee away with a backhand. She growled and her aimed her arm blast at him, "Now you'll die screaming, just like your - gah!"

Bumblebee interrupted her mid sentence, jumping to ram his shoulder into her face to knock her over. She grabbed the nearest piece of sharp shrapnel and attempted to stab her with it, but she flew out of the way. She smirked and grabbed Bumblebee by his neck then flew by the side of a mountain, holding him against the face of it.

Bumblebee screamed in pain until he rammed his fist into the side and slipped from her grasp again, now grabbing onto her foot and climbing onto her back. He rammed his fist into her right jet, blasting it with his blaster, causing it to malfunction and making her slam into the face of the cliff.

Bumblebee landed on top of the large Decepticon and held his blaster against the side of her head, asking, "Who, what are you!?"

"I could ask you the same thing, Autobot! What's with the frame change?" The Decepticon's voice became eerily calm after the first sentence and her visor was blue, "Your chassis and trunk are less prominent, your frame less curved, and your voice has a rather interesting octave compared to the others. Yes, you're quite different."

Bumblebee pointed his blaster closer and shouted, "A straightforward answer, Decepti-creep!"

"Only good bots get good answers!" The Decepticon shouted with a childish tone, her visor back to red.

"What is your malfunction?" Asked Bumblebee, still keeping the blaster on her head. On the reflection of her visor, he noticed a moving speck at the corner, something on a nearby cliffside. Then a flash.

Bumblebee barely got out of the in time, the shot partially burning his left shoulder as he jumped off the Decepticon. Next thing that came was a kick to the face that knocked him down several stories until he was back on the ice. He grunted in pain as he looked up to see another Decepticon descend along with the triple changer.

She was smaller, around Bumblebee's height and clearly a wheeler. Black and white coloring in the plates weren't her exposed "skin", which was dark in color like his. On her head was a cop hat and a black tie in the middle of her cleavage. Her hair was down in cornrows that reached down to her neck. She said, "Rather odd design on this one. Looks like that young punk Bumblebee, at least on her vehicle plating."

"Her?" Mumbled Bumblebee as he tried to stand up, only for the smaller Decepticon to put her high heel down on Bumblebee's head to keep him pinned.

"How'd this runt give you trouble, Blitzwing? Punk barely looks decent enough to be a scout," Said the new Decepticon, grinding Bumblebee's head into the ground.

"Quiet or you'll be incinerated with him!" Growled Blitzwing, heat visible around the end of her cannon. "You should've been here earlier, Barricade!"

"Quit your griping, you sound like a sparkling," Barricade said dismissively as her right arm transformed into a flail. she looked down at Bumblebee and said, "Now, let me show you how a proper enforcer of the law gets her answers."

A click was heard and a harpoon was lodged into Barricade's right arm. Both Decepticons turned to who shot it, a wounded Fowler manning a functioning Jeep turret. With that distraction, Bumblebee picked himself and round housed Barricade across the face, knocking her into Blitzwing before firing his blasters at the triple changer while running.

Fowler quickly got out of the vehicle and moved to find something else to use on the aliens while Bumblebee fended off Barricade and Blitzwing.

Bumblebee had to keep his optics on both Decepticons, one moving into cover while the other charged at him, utilizing her twice as large frame. She flew into the air and transformed into a large tank, attempting to crush Bumblebee under her. The scout was sent back as he barely dodged it and he ended up taking a blast to the left side of his chassis from Barricade's plasma rifle. It burned through some of his plating and he quickly returned fire, knocking her back.

Blitzwing transformed and swung down at Bumblebee, but he ducked and rammed his elbow into Blitzwing's knee, forcing her to topple, before he kicked out her other leg from under her, tripping her over onto her back.

With her down, he decided to turn his attention back to Barricade only to get sent skidding on his back by a flail to his face. He ended up crashing head first into a jeep with a harpoon still loaded in.

"Never mind what I said, this one has some bite." Said Barricade as she skulked towards Bumblebee. A slow approach to cautiously see what he pulled. She was wise in doing so as Bumblebee pulled out the harpoon and nearly stabbed gouged into her. It grazed her stomach and with her reflexes, she managed to catch his hand before it impaled her head, her left palm getting impaled instead.

She grunted and bared with it, twisting his hand before maneuvering behind to kick him towards Blitzwing before ripping the harpoon out of her hand herself.

Blitzwing was back and kicked Bumblebee into the air before grabbing him and slamming him around, into a tree, a small building, and finally beside Fowler who hid in by a downed vehicle as he made sure each soldier made it out. He took notes of all of this before booking it out of there, remembering those insignias he saw on each of those aliens.

Bumblebee, dizzy and dented, was held up like game caught by a hunter by the triple changing Decepticon. She growled, "This one is lucky we're out for answers," her tone shifted to calm and analytical, "Now we begin processing her," She said as her free hand formed a needle and Barricade coolly walked over.

"Feisty, isn't it?" Barricade questioned. Blitzwing gave her a curious look. The smaller Con snorted and said, "It looks like one of the humans other… sexes, yes. Masculine I believe they call it. Strange. Never seen a protoform make that."

"It's quite intriguing. I believe Shockwave will be very interested in this particular Autobot," Concurred Blitzwing. Bumblebee tried to aim his blaster in her face, but Blitzwing jammed a needle into his side, making him scream in pain, "Do cease your struggling. It will only get worse."

Bumblebee looked up and the last thing he saw was Barricade's flail heading straight towards his face. As well as a green glow of light.

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Bumblebee groggily woke up with an ache all over his body, especially his head. He blinked and slowly lifted himself up as he looked up at the familiar ceiling of a cavern long hollowed out to be an outpost. It was old, dusty, and yet to be shined for the most part save for recent additions.

"Outpost Omega one…" Bumblebee mumbled and looked around. He heard footsteps from the opposite side of him and saw the familiar color scheme of Red and White. Ratchet.

Or at least another version. This Cybertronian had his color scheme when it came to her vehicle plating covering her limbs and body, save for the select spots lik around her thighs, upper arms, and around her neck. In fact, part of it converted into a short skirt. Her short hair went from white to silver at the bottom and she had red glasses currently held above her eyes.

"You're rather lucky we arrived when we did. Decepticon officers like them aren't exactly the most welcoming," She said as the medic walked over.

Bumblebee had to ask, "Ratchet?"

"I am. And you are?" Ratchet asked, her brow quirked with curiosity.

"I'm Bumblebee," He told her as he stood up. He was patched up and better, but still needed to take it easy.

Ratchet muttered, "Another one."

"What do you mean another one?" Bumblebee asked.

Ratchet walked up to him and studied him, "Are… are you a protoform of sorts?"

"What, no. Don't you recognize me?" Bumblebee asked, a little panic in his voice. So far, most things were the same to him was the same yet wrong and those that weren't certainly weren't better changes.

"No, not all. Hold still," Ratchet went over beside the table and activated a medical drone that scanned his head. Ratchet narrowed her eyes, "Your brain module isn't compromised… you really believe we met."

"We have! Back during the high point of the war! I'm Bumblebee!" Ratchet seemed off putting and backed up a little as he yelled. He realized he had to calm down and said, "There's… there's gotta be a logical explanation for all of this… where's Optimus?"

"Out. She'll be back from reconnaissance shortly," Ratchet told him as she walked towards him a little and spoke again after an uneasy moment of silence, "Your frame is anomalous."

"Those cons told me the same thing. Said something about resembling the mechs of the Earth populace… as opposed to the femmes," He said as he looked at Ratchet all over again.

"Cybertronians and the human women have an uncanny natural resemblance despite never even meeting before," Bumblebee still had to do a double take from that. Cybertronians in this timeline as Bumblebee would put it looked like human women. Odd. Very odd, "You resemble their… mechs as you put it. See for yourself."

Ratchet's drone pulled out a full body hologram of him. What he saw resembled what he looked like but very different. A youthful dark skinned human male with short, curly hair with sparse yellow lines that resembled his helm. His body was covered in black bodysuit with his yellow and black car plating around his limbs, chest, back, and hips. Like the others, his exposed skin had lines.

Bumblebee gulped, "That's me…"

"Is this the first time you've seen yourself?" Ratchet asked, her concern growing.

"Yeah," Bumblebee mumbled.

"When Optimus arrives, explain your situation thoroughly. I'm starting to get the feeling this more than medical," the doctor told him after a pause of consideration.

Bumblebee nodded and took a moment to look around again. The old base before it was fully modified. He had to ask, "How long have you been here?"

"Barely a few cycles," Ratchet answered as she went to what was no doubt the interface before it was fully in. She clearly had the Groundbridge working but, the other systems had yet to be placed, "had to make do with what I had in a short amount of time… blasted place is full of bugs."

"Right," Bumblebee muttered. Yep, just as he remembered… save for the few weeks part. Optimus and the crew, save for Cliffjumper and Arcee, arrived here all at once. His pod, or his counterparts, was fresh. Another change.

He was about to ask about the other Bumblebee until he heard the sound of motors and wheels coming in from the cave opening and he immediately turned to it. Lo and behold drove in… Ironhide?

The truck immediately transformed to reveal a short redhead and buff Cybertronian with parts of her red truck form covering her but still displaying her toned muscles under pale skin. She spoke in a gruff tone, "Ratchet, where's Optimus, we… oh, she-"

"He," chirped Bumblebee.

"He?" Ironhide asked and Ratchet nodded, "He's up. Welcome to the team, bot."

"Ironhide, what's wrong?" Ratchet asked her immediately given her urgency and Ironhide brought up a hologram. One of a Decepticon dropship. "By the Allspark."

"Caught a glimpse of the damn thing not too far from where we found the other two. The main ship didn't come down yet," Ironhide explained.

Ratchet narrowed her eyes, "But it did drop off two uninvited guests."

"And possibly more. I doubt we'll only see those two punks," Ironhide grunted before setting her eyes back on Bumblebee, "Have a name, kid?"

"Bumblebee."

"Another one?" Ironhide asked.

Ratchet stroked her chin, "It's more complicated than that I presume."

"Definitely," Bumblebee said with a nod. After he said that came the honk of a truck, a honk he knew all too well and he went wide eyed, "Optimus?"

"How'd he know?" Asked Ironhide and Ratchet shrugged.

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"How long until they get here?" Blitzwing asked as she fiddled around with some small piece of metal before crushing it in her grasp before turning to Barricade, "The faster they get here, the faster we can crush those Auto-punks."

"They'll be here," Barricade stated as she leaned against a rock. Both Decepticons were dinged up rather badly from their encounter with the Autobots and were currently awaiting in some barren, mostly desert area.

Neither were in a good mood, especially the larger of the two, "When?"

Barricade didn't answer her for a few minutes, much to Blitzwing's chagrin, until she said, "About now."

In front of them, a space bridge opened up. The first to appear were numerous seeker drones, simple gray armor and silver face masks on their they lined up, a more imposing figure stepped out from the portal.

A seeker, but not just any seeker. Starscream, standing at almost the same height as Blitzwing. She was leaner, her armor red at the center, blue on the plating of her high heels and gloves, the rest being silver and white. Her exposed skin of her legs under her skirt and face were a dark tan, her black hair in drill curled ponytails on the sides of her head.

Her eyes narrowed as she zeroed in on the other two Decepticons and she said, "You two are being rather casual towards me for a pair of scouts."

Blitzwing growled and Barricade narrowed her eyes, but both bowed before her, making the seeker smile with smug giddy, "That's more like it. You may rise and explain to me what exactly you uncovered."

"Numerous things St-," Barricade caught herself and said, "Lady Starscream. We encountered the US military on the planet and energon sources."

"But worse yet, Autobots which the military was engaging with. And they beat us here too," Blitzwing wing finished as her visor went blue, "One of them was particularly strange."

"Ah, I see. How droll," Starscream said in a dull tone, "I would hope you two would be capable enough to find something useful… but I suppose I can be generous enough to give you officers pat on the backs. Even if you have some clear incompetence," She emphasized the last part by digging her black nail into one of Blitzwing's wounds. The larger con grunted and bared with it until Starscream turned around and gestured for them to follow, "Come. I'll have Knockout tend to your wounds while we discuss the matter further. Next time, however, I expect cadavers."

""Yes, Lady Starscream,"" the duo said before following behind her.

"Never get tired of hearing that," Starscream muttered with satisfaction as she entered the portal, stepping back into the halls of the Mighty Nemesis, overlooking the planet of Earth below.

All of them reentered the bridge, several worker drones working nonstop to maintain the smooth functionality of the Nemesis ship while monitoring any news from the planet that could be related to them in any way.

From there, they walked towards the medical bay, discussing what they found along the way. It actually made Starscream surprised, "Masculine? Like the Earth native's males? How is that possible and why?"

"Not like we know. But we know what we saw."

"A rather fascinating anomaly. Shockwave would take a rather keen interest in this subject… I'll have Soundwave look into this. Once we track it down, we'll capture it for Shockwave in exchange for some rightful rewards. Not sure if I can rely on you two though."

That made both lower ranked Cons clench their fists but remained silent on the matter and their commander continued, "Considering the Autobots now know of our presence thanks to you two, we'll have to change up our methods. Same for the humans, though we may be able to change that to our advantage."

"How so?" Asked Blitzwing, neglecting to mention she opened fire on them.

"Oh, Blitzwing, don't concern that tiny lug nut you call a brain module," Starscream told her, "leave higher thinking to your superiors."

Blitzwing's arm was restrained by her partner and they continued on until they made it to the medical bay where they were greeted by its medical staff, Knockout and Breakdown. One a small, pale skinned redhead whose short hair turned steel gray at the back, white side antennas, and a gray one at the top. The other was a tan skinned bluenette white hair at the edges on the side and front. The red one's vehicle plating was stylized like that of small dress while the blue one's had a more heavy duty mechanic vibe to her, and a shoulder cannon on her left side.

"Knockout," Starscream said to the red one, "see to your comrades here. They got to happily greet some Autobots on the planet."

"They're here?" Breakdown, the blue one, asked. Starscream nodded and she grinned, "about time, this was getting boring."

"Such enthusiasm. And here I was getting cozy." Grumbled Knockout before she turned back to the injured cons, "You two are rather dinged up. A few breems with us and you'll have a nice luster. Maybe even a few upgrades."

"Spare us the parts talk and just fix us up, medic," Barricade told her, making Knockout roll her eyes.

Over the intercom, a drone said, "Lady Starscream, commander Soundwave requests your presence."

"Lousy mute… carry on with your work. I'll go see what she wants," Hissed Starscream. With that, she went off to see her, leaving the medics to tend to the officers.

XXXXX

Jack Darby was nervous… he was actually going to babysit Sari Sumdac. Daughter of Mr. Sumdac, a brilliant scientist and freaking loaded! When he told his mom, she nearly had a heart attack, granted, they were in a hospital. Either way, the statistics of this happening was absolutely astronomical.

He let out a deep breath and just as he was about to press the gate's doorbell, it immediately opened and he was greeted by a robotic butler, "Are you mister Jack Darby?"

"Uh, y-yes, I-"

"Perfect!" The robot exclaimed before grabbing him and dragging him in by his hands, "Sari is eager to finally meet another human being besides her father."

"Wait, what?" Jack asked, a little freaked out to hear that and the fact a very strong robotic butler was dragging him, "Uh, is Mr. Sumdac here!"

"Oh no, but you'll see him later tonight possibly," The robot said happily. They entered the home, which was pretty much a huge skyscraper and an elevator that took them high up into the building with a clear view into the city, "Mr. Sumdac was pleased by your very average credentials and background."

"Average?" Asked Jack, sounding a bit insulted by the comment.

"Yes, very plain, very human," Elaborated the butler bot. They soon made it to the 50th floor and soon walked towards a room in an orange corridor, "Here we are, sir! You may knock on the door."

"Right, thanks," Said Jack, still a tad hung up on that earlier comment. Still, he sure as hell wouldn't complain.

He knocked and a young girl's voice asked, "Who is it?"

The teen cleared his throat and said, "Jack Darby."

He heard footsteps run over to the door and it immediately opened to reveal the young Sari Sumdac. She stared at him with wide eyes and said, "Woah."

"Hey there," He said with a smile and wave.

"I'll leave you two alone! Have fun, miss Sari!" Said the butler bot before driving off.

There was an awkward silence for a moment until coughed into his hand and asked, "So, you need anything?"

"Not really… so, what's it like being an average human," Jack resisted the urge to sigh, "I bet you have a lot of friends."

"What?" Asked Jack after a brief pause.

"Like, cause you're not cooped up all day. I heard you went camping and stuff. I bet it's pretty cool," Sari said with a bright smile.

Jack blinked before chuckling. It was kinda sad to hear her say that. He figured she must've been cooped up for most, if not all, of her life from the sounds of it. And never thought he'd hear someone say that to him either. He said, "It's nice and believe or not, I'm not exactly popular."

"So… can we be friends?" Sari asked with a hopeful look on her face.

"I don't see why not?" Honestly, how could Jack say no to that, pay or no pay.

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AN: A new story for a new year, mother tuckers! I need to thank IceEmperor26 for inspiring me to do this story, so go check out his stuff! And thank the masterful Hexalys for helping in the development!

That's right, Bumblebee from the Aligned Continuity gets teleported to another timeline/multiverse… the Transformer Girls one. Much better than being in RID 2015, yes? And he kept that sleek look from Prime.

To avoid any confusion, yes, this story will have a multitude of universes rolled up into one to form up this one. Most appearances will be based off the Aligned/G1 IDW/Travis Knight's Bumblebee universes because I think those are the best as well as a few others for those who don't have such appearances, though I will try to adapt them. For my references, look up the artists PONZU and RYUSEI R.

Yes, this will be a harem. Yes, I deserved to be thrown into Unicron's maw. But I ask that you bare with me. If you're new, know that I do my best to avoid the usual bad harem tropes and I immensely value character development. This ain't a smut fic.

Also, thank Hexalys for this. Transformers Terminology: spark = heart, neural network/processor/brain module = brain/mind, frame/framework = body, helm = head, faceplates = face, optic = eye, ridge =eyebrow, receptor = ear, denta = teeth, glossa = tongue, strut = shoulder, chassis = chest, tank(s) = stomach, servo = hand, digit = finger, pede = foot, stasis = sleep, recharge = rest, sparkling = infant/toddler, youngling = child, mechling/femling = teenager, mech = adult male, femme = adult female, sire = father, carrier = mother, nano-klick = second, klick = minute, breem = hour, sol = day, cycle = week, megacycle = month, vorn = year

Tell me, which Bee voice do you prefer? Travis Knight's "Bumblebee" or Primes?

Stay golden, my fellow 'bots!