Title: A Matter of Miscommunication
Verse: TF:Prime
Series: None
Rating: T for sheer stalkery creepiness.
Warnings:
Pairings: Raf, BumbleBee, Soundwave/Arcee
Summary:
Note:tf_prime prompt: Bumblebee and Soundwave have communication issues during a face off. A sequel to Watching.
Arcee had been acting strange for weeks. Twitchy, and paranoid. It was emphatic enough that even Raf noticed her change in attitude. It was worse than the weeks after he last confrontation with Airachnid.
He watched her weeks ago as she handed a cube off to Optimus and caught bits of the conversation, for all that he pretended other-wise.
"I received another one." She had said, her vocals strained.
Optimus had taken it from her with a strained look on his face. It was as if the weight of the world was on his shoulders. It worried the young man.
Raf had been lurking in the IRC chat when "spy-in-the-sky" had popped in. Arcee was obviously bothered by him/her/it...who or what ever it was. Bumblebee was upset that Arcee was upset, and Raf himself was not too happy himself. Not being happy about the situation he did a little digging. More than a little digging and trace the troll. The IP was familiar. He had encountered it before. He was shocked to realize that it was the same IP he had caught Soundwave using before.
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Raf frowned at Bee, "So...Arcee is being stalked by Soundwave? That's kind of..."
Bee beeped furiously. Waving his his hands frantically.
"What? That's creepy. Why would he leave her pictures of herself?"
Bee beeped and whirled, a long string of trilling noises, then sighed dramatically.
"He likes her. What? What do you mean he likes her?" He rubbed his ears.
Bee beeped emphatically.
"Bee...I'm twelve. I really didn't need to hear that."
Bee made a mournful sound.
"Yeah...I'm sorry you told me, too."
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Knock Out's eyes narrowed as he walked beside Breakdown. Soundwave passed them in the corridor. The spy had been acting decidedly odd lately. Odder.
Knock Out frowned, turning to his companion. "He has been acting very odd lately. It makes me wonder." His lips curled into a smirk.
"How can you even tell?" Breakdown rumbled.
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Bee was a scout for a good reason, he had always been good at finding people be they humans or bots for that matter.
He glared at the spy, guns raised and beeped angrily. Beeped,and beeped and then beeped some more.
Soundwave stared. Held his own gun at the spy and canted his head to the side.
Bee beeped, if anything more angrily.
"Bee..." Raf said from behind a boulder. "Language. I don't think he understood a word of that."
Bee beeped an angrily, his optics darkening.
"Doubt that is a good idea either Bee."
The spy stared at the both. Clearly the Autobot and it's squishy were not right in the processor. A question-mark flicked across his visor for a moment.
Bee beeped and pointed.
"Yeah, I know, Bee, but maybe we should just let Arcee take care of this. He can't understand a word your saying, and I know I can't understand a word he is. I also...don't want to be shot."
Bee whirled, backed away, his gun still trained on the spy. He grabbed Raf and ran.
Soundwave buzzed angrily. It was a strained and static filled noise. He shot at the scout,who ducked, and dodged all the while holding Raf close to his chest.
Bee chirped and whirled in an angry and distressed tone as the hid behind a still bigger boulder. Laser fire pinged and sizzled against the stone. It hit the sides, barely missing the scout more times than Raf could count.
"Bee! We need to get out of here!"
Bee's face fell and he chirred.
"Yes, I know." Raf sighed bringing his wrist comm up to his mouth. "Ratchet, we need a ground-bridge to these coordinates."
Moments later the portal flared to life. Bee and Raf took off running towards it as Arcee came out running to provide them cover fire. She froze, and stared at Soundwave, who stared right back at her. "You've got to be kidding me. Scrap, bee!" she yelled.
Soundwave! He was everywhere. Arcee glared at him, and finally turned running back into the ground-bridge.
