A/N a few series of mini chapters. their not long and have been drafting these out for a month so I'm hoping to upload each every one to two days, Just interactions between characters :) Then a chapter that takes place during 'The Champ and Ghost and Imposters' and then we'll go from there ;) Thank you all for the faves and follows, its very supportive :D

Mini chapter – Bumblebee.

By the ocean front, near a small populated village. Now evacuated with the excuse of high winds and seas to cause a possible cliff side collapse, Bumblebee and Ellen walked alongside the beach checking the perimeter for any evidence or collateral damage from the now put back into stasis Prisoner.

Both had Energon or Cybertronian detectors, "So is there a theme or something?" she asked Bee.

"Hm? What are you talking about?"

"These prisoners, there a bit animalistic don't you think? Like 'oh that Con looks like a cat' 'that Con looks like a deer'. Now I wanna see something really specific like a...a-a hyacinth macaw or something. Then I'll be like 'Oh come on' Y'know?"

"Well maybe because Cybertron and Earth are closely related, maybe some genetic design got thrown in there somehow."

"Ooh nice, I like that lets run with that." Her device started beeping, "Hmm, I'm picking up some small fragments, probably just debris but better call clean up anyway, there's allot of metal detectors folk around here looking for anything of value or antiques."

"U-huh, that sounds nice." He said half concentrating, Bee looked down at the sand.

"Bee?"

"Huh? No-yeah, right."

"Can you focus a little here? We've evacuated people so we can be here you know."

"For a couple of days, plenty of time to scour the place, relax El, even I'm laid back a little."

"And what if you get a message about another sighting? Or an emergency?"

"El."

"No, you're right I'm sorry; we act accordingly. Jeez I'm so tense."

"You're telling me. Nothing to do with the 'unknown evil' that's coming to Earth is it?" He looked down again at the sand and grinned.

"Mm, maybe and so are you from the sounds of it. From your explanation, it could be here anytime and it would give those Decepticons an excuse to cause chaos." She pondered.

"We have to be ready for anything." Bee grinned.

Ellen halted, "Huh, it just stops here."

Bee picked up a clump of sand.

"Pfft, what was I so worked up about?" she sighed.

"Ellen?" Bee started seriously.

She spun around, "What's wron-" BAM!

Bee fell on his back laughing, as Ellen ate a mouthful of sand that left a pile on her head. He laughed uncontrollably, "Primus! Primus help me I can't function!"

Ellen dipped her head brushing sand out of her mouth and hair, "Are you for real?" she spluttered.

"Ha-I'm-I'm sorry! Ha-Ha! I couldn't help it!" he laughed.

"So that's how it is huh? We start talking about some serious stuff about to go down, to this?" she brushed her cloths down, "Sand in the mouth and hair! Is the absolute worst, that is evil."

"Wait your not that mad at me are you?" She stood with her back to him, "Aw come on El, it was as humans say, 'just a prank?'" he knelt down lowering his head to her level as she spun around smooshing two handfuls of sand into his face.

"Ah! In the optics seriously! Sand gets everywhere!" he complained shaking his head.

"Oh, you don't say?" she said snickering giving him a light shove and given his crouched position it was easy for him to fall over given the counterweight, as well as her having a arm made from the metals of a Prime. "Enjoy sand in all the other places as well."

"That was sneaky." He gasped grimacing at his chassis, thinking about how many years he'll have to pick out tiny grains of sand out for.

"I prefer the term strategic, in this case anyway. Don't want to sound like some sleazy individuals up top." She added sticking a tongue out at him.

"Its good to know you're putting that arm to good use huh?" he teased.

"Don't say it like that." She said slightly hurt.

"I meant no harm, really." He patted the sand. "Might as well sit too. You've called someone in right? Your people?"

"Pfft, my people, if you mean colleagues sure. Which means we leave to check in with the others, no breaks."

"Last chance." He looked on ahead, with steady waves rolling in as the tide slowly followed, "Look at that sunset, the sea looks purple."

Ellen rolled her eyes playfully sitting down, bringing her legs up. It was quiet, truth was she was always feeling anxious despite her different expressions, but in this moment she felt her anxiousness simmer and her heartbeat became steady. "Huh, your right. Its nice, helps to not overthink so much." She admitted looking him over in great detail, thinking how much he had missed him. But then, responsibilities interrupted. "Why don't you go on ahead I have to wait for them anyway."

He shook his head in protest, "I can stay, if there's a problem from the others, I'm sure I'll hear of it."

Ellen played with her fingers all of a sudden, "Hey, do you still race these days?" she asked quietly.

Bee rubbed the back of his head, "U-Urgh, well...it's not prohibited on Cybertron and I need to set an example here on Earth."

"You can just say no Bee. Besides we're not on Cybertron are we?" she hinted her leg shaking restlessly.

"No." He replied emphasizing the O.

"And, no one's around to put a smear campaign on you for driving donuts."

"N-No." He looked hesitantly down the wide long beach as his optics shrunk when focusing, then his fingers twitched "Primus I miss the wind blowing through my grill." He looked around, "If I do it, you have to be a passenger."

She sighed faking a serious tone. "But that would make me an accomplice? Well if I have to."

"U-huh you sound so conflicted about it, you know I can see right through you right?"

"I have no recollection of the event in question." She 'zipped' her mouth.

Bee raised an eyebrow as he got up from the sand, "Like that movie you showed us years ago, 'I feel the need, the need for speed!'" he transformed revving his engines loudly.

"Yes! Finally something I can contribute to!" She sighed contently, her co-workers were so...outgoing and social, none of them got any pop cultural references. But she played it off, "Pfft, I mean sounds pretty obnoxious coming from you, you kinda sound like...hey do you remember Smokescreen?" she shifted into the passenger seat.

"Well yeah." He said in an obvious way. "Haven't seen him recently."

"God he was annoying." She bluntly remarked.

"Ellen!?" he spluttered.

"There, I said it. I tried to like him, I really wanted to but looking back I was guilt-ed into liking him. I mean do you remember all that dumb stuff he did with no consequence to his actions? and even when he wasn't learning from his mistakes, he was getting praised for it!" she exhaled taking in deep breaths.

"Okay?" Bee asked.

She nodded.

"Got it all out?"

She nodded.

"O-kay." he finished with as he revved his engines and sped off down the beach as Ellen raised her arms up.

"Hit that sand pile! Hit that sand pile!"

"I'm hitting 90!"

"Weak! You've gotten old Bee."

"Old?! I bet you enjoy reality TV shows!"

"Reality TV? How dare you, now get your old, beat assed chassis up to 120! If you can manage that at least."

"Are we seriously just going to keep on like this in trying to win an insult fight? Because I'm running out of beach."