Friends
I was utterly bored. There was nothing to do. I even did the chores for Ratchet. I sighed in boredom and plopped down onto my bed. I stared at the wall and flopped down to face the rocky ceiling. Boredom was a thing I have grown accustomed to. But for some reason, I felt extremely restless. Maybe it was because of the smaller space because the autobots have a smaller base. That doesn't sound right me though, I've been in smaller places than here, and boredom was never a problem. I frowned when someone knocked at my door.
"Who's there?" I asked.
"It's Bumblebee," came a 'voice'.
"What do you want?" I grumbled.
"You seemed bored, so I thought you'd like some company," Bumblebee replied.
"Fine, come in, the door is not locked," I said.
I didn't even bother to sit up and look at the scout as he came in. There was an awkward silence. A sound of something scratching against another made me annoyed.
"Stop kicking the floor, just find a spot to sit. Or do I have to go grab a chair or something?" I asked sarcastically.
The scratching noise stopped, followed by the sound of a pair of shuffling feet. Then Bumblebee sat down at the corner of my bed. A small distance away from my head. I looked to my side to look at the yellow scout. Another moment of silence passed.
"Look, if you're not here because I'm bored, please kindly extract you butt from my bed and show yourself out of my room," I said.
"Um… uh… I was going to thank you for um… saving Raf back there…" Bumblebee stammered.
"Dude, that's like a month ago and you come and thank me today? Where's you're sense of gratitude?" I grumbled.
"I didn't mean to offend you or something. I… was wondering if you'd like to join Smokescreen and I for a round of video games," Bumblebee said.
"Not interested," I replied.
"Uh… okay then… you can um… come join us uh… whenever you like," Bumblebee said.
"Sure," I said with a shrug.
Then I went back to staring at the ceiling. I felt the scout leave the room and I thought about his offer. The more I think, the more I was tempted to join for some unknown reason. It was strange. After a while, I gave in and stood up. I headed towards the door and opened it. I headed over to the lounge to see that Arcee and Bulkhead had returned from their scout of the area. Optimus was nowhere to be found. Ratchet was still busy with his machinery. I glanced around to see the scout and his friend crowding the console.
"Mind if I join?" I asked.
I startled both of them. After a moment, they recovered from their shock. Smokescreen frowned at Bumblebee. While the scout was pumping his fist into the air.
"Now you have to forfeit this round!" Bumblebee cheered.
"Oh c'mon Bumblebee…" Smokescreen groaned.
I smirked.
"So that was why you asked me to join you guys," I said with a hint of amusement.
Bumblebee didn't say a thing he just handed me a third controller.
"That was only one of the reasons, the other one was because this game needs a third player," Smokescreen replied.
Then without another word we started to play. At first I didn't get the point of the game.
"What!? They could've saved the girl! Those idiots! What's the point of this if they're so idiotic?!" I exclaimed.
Bumblebee and Smokescreen chuckled at my voice.
"Never thought you'd raise your voice. Let alone raise it because of a game," Bumblebee said.
I frowned at him. Before I could say a word, the game started…
Meanwhile on the Nemesis…
Bladedancer sighed, everything was just so dull without her twin with her. There was no one trying to stop her from getting to close to Soundwave and nobody for her to yell at and drag out o bed every Saturday and Sunday morning. There was no partner in pulling pranks which makes everything even harder and there was no one to annoy.
"Where are you Bluedragon…? I hate to admit it, but I miss you… Even though you are pessimistic and grumpy all the time, I miss your sarcastic remarks and grumpy presence," Bladedancer said sadly.
At the Autobot base…
"AH-CHOO!" I sneezed.
At the same time, the boss in the video game killed me.
"Stupid sneeze," I grumbled.
"Don't worry, Smokescreen and I will avenge you," Bumblebee reassured.
I couldn't help but crack the slightest ghost of a smile. Bumblebee seemed to have noticed and stared. Causing his character to get killed.
"Bumblebee! What happened to the 'Smokescreen and I' part? Now I have to beat the boss to avenge both of you," Smokescreen said.
"What?!" asked Bumblebee.
"In other words, you died," Smokescreen explained.
I couldn't help but smile at their conversation. Bumblebee and Smokescreen just stared at me.
"What?" I asked.
Smokescreen and Bumblebee didn't reply, their game momentarily forgotten until…
"Game over," the monotone game voice announced.
That snapped the mechs out of their weird trance.
"NOOOOOO!" Smokescreen wailed.
"Want to try again?" Bumblebee asked.
I shrugged.
"Can't hurt to try again," I replied.
Then we restarted the level.
As I played, I felt accepted. Those two make me feel normal, like there was no war and I was just a normal teen ove friend's house…
A friend's house…