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"To Bee A Girl." --
Pro. --
Pt. 02. --
"The Best of Friends."
"Rhythm?!" Chiffhanger, now known as Chiffjumper, called out for the tiny femme. "RHYTHM?!" he was really worried. "Oh dear?! Uncle Ratchet's so gonna offline me."

"Boo!"

"Oh, dear?!" Cliffjumper muttered before he was jumped. "Aaaaahhhhh!!"

"Got'cha! Got'cha!"

"Rhythm?! I'm a little too old for this!"

"I'm too ol' for gettin' gomped by 'er myself, but ya don't see me complainin' when she does it ta me, now don't y'all?!"

"DADDY?!"

"She's getting to be a handfull, Uncle Ratchet."

"I know!"

"Big Brother?! Over here?!"

"RHYTHM?! HOW MANY HAVE I TOLD YOU, WE'RE COUSINS, NOT CO-CREATIONS!"

"But you're like a big brother to me, you know that?!"

Meanwhile, later, near the Iaron Learning-outpost, (school)...
Zip-a-dee-doo-dah
Zip-a-dee-ay
My, oh my, what a
wonderful day
Plenty of sunshine
Headin' my way
Zip-a-dee-doo-dah
Zip-a-dee-ay

"It is not fair!"

"Huh?" Rhythm was on her way to the Learning-outpost, singing without a care in the universe, when she heard someone crying & saying that it wasn't fair. She looked through the cyber-bushes, where she saw a black & brownish-golden mechgling, (male youngling), her age on a bench, sobbing his spark away. "Hey, there!"

"What do you want?"

"Nothing?! I just wanted to know why you're crying on such a nice day."

"I AM NOT CRYING!" he snapped at her. "I just hate how my mom made us move & leave our old home & friends &-- " he then went back to crying.

"There, there, don't cry!" Rhythm said as she put a hand on his shoulder. "Maybe you just need a friend?!"

"Will you be my friend?"

"Of course!"

"My designation is Blues."

"Blues?!"

"It is a type of music."

"They call me Rhythm."

"Well, Come on, Rhythm. We are going to be late class."

"O.K.!" Rhythm grabbed Blues by the hand. "Can we sing a bit along the way?"

"Sure!"

We all got lots in common where it really counts,
Where it really counts,
Where it really counts,
What we look like doesn't count an ounce
We all got lots in common where it really counts.

"Heh he!"

"All right!"

Later that day...
"Hi, mom, I'm home!"

"Rhythm?! How was your day?"

"Great! We all a lot in music, I got along with everyone in my classes, no one bullied me or pull on my pigtails, & the best part of all -- I've already made a new friend."

"Oh! 'This new pal got a designation?!"

"He's called Blues."

"He?! This is a mech we're talkin' 'bout?!"

"Ahem?!" Arcee glared at Ratchet before turning towards her fem-creation & putting. "We very much would like to meet him."

"Cool!"

"RATCHET?!" Rhythm's uncle Wheeljack screamed as he suddenly bursted through the door. "Hello-Arcee?!-Hi-Rhythm?!" he quickly said as he then went back to screaming. "RATCHET?!" he was too busy screaming to notice he was about run into...a wall. "Owie?!"

"WHEELJACK?! I JUST PAINTED THAT WALL!!"

"Sorry?!"

"Unca Wheeljack?!"

"Yes, Rhythm, sweetie?!"

"Why were you running & screaming Daddy's name?"

"Oh, uh...that?! I gotta talk with him, it's real important."

"Really?!"

"Really, really!"

"Arcee, dear?! Why don't ya go tell Rhythm the good news; this ain't gonna take long."

"O.K.?!" Arcee argeed as she kissed her mech, (Cybertronain male; guy; man), on the cheek. "Come along, my Little Bumblebee?!"

"Mom?! Not Bumblebee?! I hate Bumblebee!"

"Oh no, you do not?!" Arcee exclaimed as they went out on the balcony. "I'm your fem-creator & I can call you whatever I want to call you, understand?!"

"Yes, Ma'am!"

"O.K., Wheeljack" Ratchet said, crossing his servos, (arms), & tapping his landing pads. "It's just y'all & me, whadda wanna talk ta me 'bout!?"

"You're not gonna believe this -- I saw Lockdown heading to the Iaron Learning-outpost today."

"What?!?!" Ratchet was shocked! Rhythm didn't say anything about a bounty hunter being at the Learning-outpost. "No way?! 'Ya sure, 'ya really it was 'im?!"

"Yep, & the funny thing about it is, he was picking up his twins -- his mech-creation, Blues, & his fem-creation, Moonshine."

"Twins?!" Ratchet's optics, (eyes), just about popped out of his processor. 'I can't believe Lockdown'd settle down like that. He-- ' Ratchet thought to himself before putting two & two together. "Waitaminute?! Did'cha just say 'Blues'!?"

"Yeah!"

"Wheeljack?! Lemme get this straight?! You're tryin' ta tell me.....my Lil' Bumblebee, Rhythm,.....WAS PLAYING WITH THE SON OF THAT SLAGGIN' BOUNTY HUNTER?!?!"

Meanwhile, outside with Arcee & Rhythm.....
"What was that?"

"It sounded your mech-creator.....getting upset.....again."

"Oh! Won't he ever learn to control his temper!?"

"Oh, well?! Maybe your new little sister or brother will help him learn how to behave."

"WHAT?!?!" Rhythm was shocked! "You mean --"

"Uh-huh."

"ALL RIGHT! I'M GONNA BE A BIG SISTER! I'M GONNA BE A BIG SISTER!"

"Rhythm, slow down Little Bumblebee! The sparkling will not be here for 7 more months."

"Aw-man!" Rhythm sighed & crossed her arms in disappointment. "Guess it's better then having my lil' brother/sister in some sorta pod-thingy in 3 months, or getting cut open & put him/her into a tin can in 1 month."

Meanwhile, in an apartment shub on the other side of Iaron.....
"Papa?! Mama?! Tracks?! 'Shy?! I'm home!" Blues crouched for slowly searched for his family. He then straightened his back & one of his brown optics twitched as he sensed someone behind him. "Uh-oh!"

"Look out below!" Blues' black-&-white brother, Tracks, exclaimed as he jumped on top of his little brother. "Cannonball!"

Bang!

Boom!

Thud!

Crash!

"All right!" & now, with that, his pink-&-aquamarine sister, Moonshine, (a.k.a. Shy), had joined in. "K9-minicon pile!"

"Tracks! Blues! Moonshine!" Moonrunner, the aquamarine-&-white fem-creator, called out to her creations. "How many times have all 3 of you been told to rough-house indoors?"

"Uh.....We did 'ose count 'fter the 1st 100 times, so, beats me?!"

"We are sorry, Mama?!"

"C'mon, Moonie?!" Moonrunner's black, dark-green, & dirty-yellow life-mate, said to her. "They're young, & you've gotta understand that, they'll make mistakes!"

"LIKE YOU DID WHEN YOU SAID KAON WAS A GREAT PLACE FOR US TO START OUR FAMIY?!?!"

"HOW WAS I SUPPOSED TO KNOW MY HOME TOWN HAD HIT HARD TIMES!?!?"

"Guys, I'm scared. I don't like it when they get like this."

"Let's sneak outta 'ere 'fore they can notice we're gone." Jazz said as his little brother walked up to Lockdown & Moonrunner. "Blues?!"

"Uh.....Mama?!"

"Yes, sweetie?!"

"I meet a new friend today."

"Oh, really?!"

"Yes, she's called Rhythm, & she's really nice."

"Hmn.....Rhythm?! What a lovely designation?!"

"Yeah, I made something for her, but I do not know if she will like it or not." Blues said, taking out a tiny clay carving of Rhythm from behind his back. "What do you think, Mama? Be honest!"

"I think it's beautiful! I'm sure she'll adore it, Blues."

A couple of lunar-cycles later.....
"O.K., Mom, I off to the Learning-outpost!"

"Be careful, Rhythm!"

"I will! Bye, see ya later, Mom!"

"Bye, dear!"

&&&
Meanwhile, back at the Lockdown's apartment.....
"Well, I am off, now!"

"You be careful, Blues!"

"I will, Mama!"

"I'm off too!"

"You'll take care & look after your brother & sister, right Tracks?!"

"Ya bet!"

"Bye-bye!"

"O.K.! 'You stay outta trouble, Shy!"

"Uh-huh."

Meanwhile, at the Outpost.....
"Morning, Blues?!"

"Yes. & a good morning to you too, Rhythm?!"

"O.K., now dearies?!" the teacher, who was named Landslide, said in a calm voice. "Now, we'll be a-going on a wee field-trip, aye, we are! So, I want everyone to stay together, now! Understood?!"

"ALL RIGHT?!?!"

"& Dot?!"

"Yes." Dot, a dark-green-&-lime-green-colored femgling around Rhythm's age, (female youngling), who was Landslide's fem-creation, replied to him. "What do you want? 'You want me to keep these Stupidheads in line for you?!"

"No, I want you to behave yourself for once, lassie; & stop pouring axel grease down in me chair." Landslide said as the rest of the class started to laugh & make fun of Dot. "I hope Rhythm can you in line today. 'Just like she got that footage of I wanted of you dumpin' that grease on me chair."

"I'll try, sir." Rhythm replied. "But I can't make you any promises."

"Such a sweet femme."

"I hate you." Dot snarled as she uttered at Rhythm. "You know that?!"

"Whatever?!" Rhythm replied as she gave out a razzberry -- & I don't mean the fruit.

"Rhythm, stop it?!" Blues squeaked as he tugged on his friend's shoulder, trying to warn her. "You are going to push her out of the deep end one of these days."

"O.K., Blues." she replied with a smile. "But I'm not doing it for her, I'm doing it for you."

"Thank you.....I think?!"