Merry Christmas! I got a request for Charlie accidentally blowing up her pants with a hairdryer, and I... I just couldn't get it to work, so I made it so Bumblebee accidentally stumbles onto her using a hairdryer to dry her pants, and I put it in that time between when they say goodbye to Agent Burns, and the next morning when Charlie sees her family again. Hope you enjoy!

Bumblebee and Charlie were soaked through to the bone- or struts, in Bee's case. The heat and humidity of the summer night wasn't helping, either. Bee was lucky that he was made of metal and that he could just wait for the water to drip off his armor. Charlie's clothes were absorbent and oh so loathe to dry.

"I can't come home like this!" Charlie murmured, shivering. Been warbled at her, confused. They were right outside of her house! It was a little late to be saying that she couldn't come home like this!

Charlie perked up after a moment. "I have an idea. Stay out of sight, Bumblebee, okay?"

Bee turned off his engine after slinking behind some bushes. Aw yes, he was so sneaky! No humans were going to see him!

Charlie didn't look impressed. "Really? Bumblebee, you're yellow!"

Oh. Right. He kept a scanner on Charlie as she- what was she doing? Did she just climb into a window? He transformed and snuck forward, aware that on the other side of this house was a line of police cars and humans. At least the house was empty.

He looked through the window that Charlie had climbed into, seeing a room with a stuffed, mounted cloth rectangle. Charlie's clothes were different, a cloth that had thin strips on her shoulders and covered her abdomen and a starry cloth that covered her legs. She was sitting on the ground with her dripping clothes, a blaster-like device in her hand.

Was she going to shoot her clothes? How was that going to help them dry?

He watched as she put stacks of paper that were bound together with glue on one side on top of the pants, where her feet would come out of, then put the blaster in the bigger hole. She pressed a knee on that bigger hole, and turned on the blaster.

Bee's antennae rose in surprise as the blaster roared and the pants ballooned up. Charlie made an amusing noise, but he was pretty sure that it meant that she was scared, so he flinched back, optics wide as she saw him. Whoops. He was supposed to be hiding. Right.

"Bumblebee, what are you doing here?"

He helplessly pointed to the now deflated pants, warbling. Charlie looked down at them, then back at him. "I'm drying them. It's a hair dryer. It's used for… for drying… things."

Bee leaned forward, flinching as his helm hit the window sill. Charlie darted up, pushing back on his face. "Oh no. You remember what happened last time you were in here," she scolded. Bee wilted. He just wanted to watch.

Charlie relented, stepping back and crossing her arms. She looked at her pants, then back at him. "Fine. You can watch. Just… stay. Quiet."

Bee nodded eagerly and cycled his optics. Charlie moved some of the things so it would be easier for him to see. Humans really were clever creatures. He watched as the cloth ballooned up again, daring to reach in a servo and poke at it. Charlie swatted at his servo when the paper stacks toppled and all the air was let out.

"Bumblebee," Charlie growled, a hand on her hip. Bee wiggled his antennae in amusement. Maybe Optimus would let him take Charlie with him while he tried to establish a base on this planet? Maybe he could just sneak Charlie along with him?

Bee withdrew his servo, watching as she put the paper stacks back and wincing as his battlemask fell down and started analyzing the room. Whoops. Scout protocols were activated now.

The paper stacks were called books. The stuffed cloth was called a bed. The hairdryer was… well, a hairdryer.

He pushed the mask back up, amazed as the pants actually dried and Charlie picked them up. She must have done the shirt and jacket before he came in, because they were in a pile on just out of his sight, and dry as well.

Charlie froze and turned to look at him. "Okay, Bumblebee, you need to go hide again."

Bee warbled in confusion. Why?

"I'll be right out, okay, just go hide!"

He scanned her, noting that her temperature was higher than normal. He retreated reluctantly, hearing a crunch. Oh, he broke a ceramic statue that was in this yard. It had a funny looking hat, far too big to be practical. He looked up as he heard a thud inside, peeking inside to see that Charlie had changed her clothes and was climbing out of the window again.

"Bee! What are you doing, I told you to go back- whatever, we gotta go!" she hissed. Bee danced over to the road, transforming. He opened a door, letting her take control as they peeled away.

Charlie said something about waiting until morning to return, and Bumblebee agreed. Humans were irrational creatures in the dark- well, they were irrational creatures in general- and they would probably be calmer if they waited for light.

Plus, Charlie was falling asleep in his cab, so he would drive around until she woke again.