Woohoo! Chapter 2 already! So I hope you enjoyed the first chappie :D Thanks to Wolf Prime , Rose Jennison , and bee-roxs98 for reviewing! It made me really happy! AND I'm really happy I added to this chapter cause I found a TON of spelling mistakes! SORRY! ( there's probably more that I missed though :P )
Note: If you are reading this and have not seen the series "Transformers: Prime", go onto youtube and watch them ALL! They're fragging amazing!
Note #2: In my fic, Wasp just so happens to be... A FEMME! ... and I think you all know where that's gonna lead.. :)
Note #3: Remeber that in animated, Ironhide was the same age as Bulkhead and Bumblebee and they were in the same class.
Bulkhead (seven months later... don't worry, you didn't miss anything interesting)
"Alright everybody! I am Hound, and I will be your Instructor! Today, we will be learning how to NOT get yur' afts kicked in battle!"
I stared up at the green mech towering over me. He was very large and scary, with cold blue optics almost staring into your spark! Well, not literally. He was easily twice my height and weight, which scared me A LOT! I'd had yet to find anyone to compare my mass to, until I met him. I may be quite large, but I'm short and stubby, not tall and well-built. The only place that I had him beat is width, and I was slag-well proud of it! But frag it all to pit, he was intimitading!
There were ten recruits in our class, six mechs, and four femmes, all ready to learn. It was actually funny, one would think that 'bots our age would be more into fooling around and having fun, but we meant business! We've been in this class for almost seven months already. We've gone through battle stratedgy, sharp shooting, scouting, and even basic medical training. But we still havn't even gone through our combat training yet! You'd think that after seven months they'd have tought us that by now, afterall, the fragging scouting took almost two months to finish! How on cybertron does 'Bee want to be a scout? It's intense. But I guess that's the word that describes him... intense.
Surprisingly though, combat trainging apparently doesn't take that long to finish.
Bumblebee of course, is still my best friend. We hit it off immediately when we ran into eachother that first day and found out we were room-mates... and he called himself 'Stinger of Doom'. Yeah, that was a long time ago. I think the last time he called himself that was when he was extremely drunk, and even then he only said it once. I felt a nudge from said mech, who was staring over in the direction of the femmes. I don't think that I can remember one day that he didn't stare off in the direction of the femmes. Once he tried to cover it up by saying, "Sorry, I was just day dreaming about... graduating!"
I honestly think that that was the lamest excuse that he's ever used. And this is Bumblebee we're talking about.
"Hey, whadya' think of the femmes in this group? Pretty hot, right?" he asked, winking at a femme who giggled with some of her friends. I did a mental face-palm. So instead of listening how to do hand-to-hand combat he was gunna play flirt with the femmes. Oh Goody. I thought that he would have gotten all of his 'flirty flirty' done within the first month. But nooooooo he's still going strong in month number seven!
Hound continued with his rules, showing us how to do different combat moves. I was in awe, looking at his skills. He literally looked like a ninja! But then I remembered that he had gone through cyber-ninja training as well, and I felt a little stupid.
When Hound called me up to spar with Ironhide, I was extremely nervous. He's not called Ironhide for nothing! It went surprisingly well though. He still whooped my aft all the way to Vector Sigma, but I actually landed some decent blows. Of course, the class still laughed at me for getting my aft handed to me, but Hound told me that I had awesome potential. Which was a first... Well, no not exactly. The first one to tell me that I had potential was my dad, but he had told me that I had potential to be a great energon farmer. Pfft, yeah right! Fighting is in my frame, and there was no use trying to knock it out, 'cause it was stuck there for good!
When our class ended, I left the sparring room with Bumblebee. 'Bee as usual, stared off in the direction of the femmes again, but I yanked him back towards the direction of our quarters. Which just so happened to be on the opposite side of the base compared to the femmes.
"Hey!" He whined, trying to get out of my grip, but failing miserabely. I laughed at the silly sight of him trying to get away from me. I'd have thought that someone being so tiny could easily get out of somebot's grip. But apparently 'Bee sucked at it.
"I was admiring femmes!"
I did another facepalm, of course he was,"Yeah, that was all too clear, little buddy," I told him, chuckling at his scowl at the mention of 'little buddy'. I can't even remember when that started, but it still annoyed him as much as it did when I first came up with it. I called him it on a regular basis, knowing that he absolutely hated it... It was just too funny to see him annoyed by it. Actually, I called him anything that had anything to do with little. Shrimp, Shorty, Little Guy, the list was actually endless.
After I had let him out of my iron grip to prevent him from chasing femmes, we walked in silence. It was actually a surprise, having him silent. Normally he was a chatter-box that just would not shut up! He just talked talked about random nothingness, which included femmes, video-games, femmes, video-games, and guess what? More femmes and video-games!
When we reached our quarters, we both ended up flopping onto our berths, exausted from the training session today. I think the only things on our processors where 'recharge' or 'tired', or in 'Bee's case, 'Femmes'. But to think that in a few short weeks, we would graduate from the Acadamy. It was everybot's dream to be in the Elite Guard, and all of our hard work was finally paying off! It's actually was quite funny when you think about it, considering when I got to the Acadamy I wanted to be a space-bridge tecnition! But that all changed when we started the Acadamy. I realised how fun being a mech-wrecker was, and scrapped the space-bridge idea. But I still keep the knowledge up in my thick processor, who knows when it could come in handy?
"So," my yellow friend started, interupting my thoughts, "You never did answer my question!"
"And your question being...?"
I heard him sigh on the other side of the room, also hearing incoherent mumbling, "What do you think about the femmes in our class?"
Oh, that question. I actually hadn't really thought about femmes that much, I just really wanted to focus on my training. But I guess since graduation was coming closer, maybe I could try dating? So, Chromia? She was pretty hot, real curvy and blue. Nah, sounded like Ironhide was going for her. Definitely not Wasp, since I knew that 'Bee liked her... Firestar? No, too chipper for my likings, and I'm pretty sure she likes Jazz. Except Jazz seems like he's a little into mechs.
I sighed, one femme left... Airazor. Such a pretty name. I hadn't quite decided what I thought of her. She was very pretty, extremely athletic, and was just as much of a mech-wrecker as I was. She wanted to be a sharp-shooter since her aim was always dead on. Not even Hound could beat her at target practice. Plus, she was a flyer!
"Well... I guess I sort of like Airazor..." I said timidly, still thinking about it. She had such a soft voice, and her paint job, WOW! It was so bright and vivid, I don't think I've ever seen that shade of orange before!
"Yeah she is pretty cute, I totally approve!"
I facepalmed again, wondering what would happen if 'Bee had to approve of everyone I dated... that could be disatrous. But then again, I wasn't the kind of mech to date a lot. I may be young, but I really want to find a really good spark-mate, and not sleep around like I heard Sentinel did before he got booted from Acadamy.
"Well, I appreciate your courtesy 'Bee," I said sarcastically, sitting against the headboard of my recharge berth.
"Yeah well, I do what I can. But this Airazor, I actually think you'd be cute together... you know, long walks on the beach, star gazing, that kind of stuff," I groaned at his response, the only way I would ever do THAT is... never...
"Anyways, in my opinion, she's got nothing on Wasp," I shot him a sharp glare, but he quickly added, "No offence or anything, but, wow. She's just something. You think I should ask her out?"
I rested my head on the head on the wall, did he really just ask me that? Flirtacious Bumblebee has to ask me of all mechs if he should ask a femme out? Like seriously, what's happening here? I thought he was planning to ask her out in month two!
"You honestly need my help to figure that out? Come on 'Bee, I've seen the way she looks at you. Ask her out already before Longarm does!" I stopped at the last comment. Slag, I promised Longarm that I wouldn't tell anybody... especially not Bumblebee. If he found out he would flip slag!
"Longarm likes Wasp? Are you fraggin' kidding me? Why couldn't he just go for Firestar?" he exclaimed, throwing his hands in the air.
I sighed, this just wasn't 'Bee's day.
After much freaking out, I finally convinced Bumblebee to come down to the rec-room so he could ask Wasp out. 'Bee being the creeper he is already knew that they would be there, 'cause they're there at the same time everyday. Unfortunately for 'Bee, it still wasn't his day, nor was it ever going to be his day. At least until a new day started... which was tomorrow.
The short walk to the rec-room felt like ages, and I don't even know why. But when we walked in, we found Wasp sitting with Longarm's arm around her, giggling her pretty little face off. As we got a little closer, we heard the last bit of their conversation. I just wish that 'Bee hadn't heard it.
"Longarm you're so funny! Of course I'll go out with you!" She exclaimed, hugging him. Oh great, this was not going to go down well! Especially since 'Bee just saw all of that!
"Phew! You have no idea how good that makes me feel to here you say that!" he exclaimed, noticing our entrance and shooting a cocky glare at Bumblebee. Okay, well that was an aft move.
And thus began their rivalry. Each week it was something new, Longarm bragging about his dates with Wasp, or 'Bee trying to ruin their relationship. It was endless. Even once, Bumblebee pulled a prank on Longarm, putting pink dye in his shower turning him completely pink. He thought that somehow it would make Wasp not want to date Longarm, but it just made her giggle some more and kiss him. And of course, this drove Bumblebee insane.
A couple weeks passed and graduation day was coming closer and closer. Each day, the skill tests grew harder and harder, straining us to our full potential. I even beat Ironhide in a sparring match! The whole class was cheering for me! I was just glad that 'Hide wasn't aloud to use his 'Iron hide' ability or I would have been slagged!
Exactly two days away from graduation, Bumblebee and I were sitting in the rec-room, getting our energon after class. We were having typical conversation about life when Airazor walked in. I ended up getting extremely nervous when she sat down at our table.
"Hey Bulk, nice sparring match with 'Hide! I was cheering you on the whole time!" She exclaimed, taking a drink of her steaming energon, "Oh hey, 'Bee! Why did I not notice you there? You're yellow! Anways, who's excited for graduation?" It was insane, she talked so much but I could never get tired of her melodic voice. I gulped, wondering if I could answer without her noticing that I was nervous out of my processor,
"Yeah, um, I guess I'm excited. I'm just wondering which position I should choose and stuff. I mean, you know that you're being a sharp-shooter, and 'Bee knows he's being a scout... I just don't know what I'm gunna do yet..." I said, hoping that my voice didn't sound too shaky. It had been how long and I still hadn't asked her out yet. I guess, I was waiting for the right moment? Slag that, I'm just a cyber-chicken.
She seemed deep in thought before answering me very exitedly, "I know! You should be a Wrecker!"
I cocked my head to the side, "What's a 'Wrecker'?" I asked, very confused. In all of my years of existance I had NEVER heard that term before. Wrecker? That just sounded like a giant punching bag or something!
She laughed at me, clearly amused that I didn't know, "Are you serious, Bulk? I thought that you of all mechs should know! They function as a commando warriors, normally they are heavily covered with battle armor. They're always at the front line of a fight ready for action! They always work as a team, and I think you should join them! 'Cause you know, I always thought of you as a team player!"
I sighed, mezmorized by her voice. But I shook my head and thought about the real problem at hand. A Wrecker, now that sounded promising. I would get to work in a team, most likely meet new friends, AND be on the front line of a fight! What mech-wrecker like myself wouldn't want to be one? HEY! Mech-wrecker... Wrecker... It suited me perfectly! "You know what? I think I will! That sounds like a great idea!"
She squeeled in delight, throwing her arms around me, "You will? Really? That's awesome Bulk!" A little dumbfounded, I hesitantly put my arms around her and hugged her back.
"Well, thanks I guess," I said, smiling slightly. It wasn't until now that I realised that Bumblebee had left us alone in the rec-room... so it was just us two. Well, it was sort of now or never. I really didn't want to be nervous everytime I was with her. It got embarrassing sometimes when femmes caught you staring at them.
"Um, Airazor?" I asked quietly, still hugging her. She pulled away slightly, turning her bright blue optics up to mine. My second favorite feature of hers. Her voice was definitely my favorite, but primus, her optics, it felt like she was staring right through you, in a good way though. They were a perfect shade of baby blue... Maybe if she said yes, she would let me paint a portrait of her? I had taken up painting as a hobby, but 'Bee told me it was dorky, so I kind of kept it a secret.
"Yes, Bulkhead?"
I took in a deep breath, this was it.
"Well, I er... um... I was wondering if... youwouldliketogooutwithme," I scrambled, getting it out of my system as fast as possible. At first, I thought that she didn't understand my Blurr talk because of the confused look on her face, but it turned into a huge grin. She squeeled again, throwing her arms around me once more. Primus, what was with femmes and all of the hugging and squeeling?
"YES! Uh, I mean... yes I will. I've actually wanted to for awhile!" My intakes hitched. Awhile? How long does that mean? Does it mean that I didn't have to sit nervous around her all the time when she liked me all this time! That could have saved me so much embarrassment! Primus! Why were femmes so complicated?
Hope you enjoyed this version of chapter 2 with no spelling mistakes!
I know that this chapter seems rushed... but I wanted to get this story going quickly 'cause nothing really interesting happens until after the 'bots graduate... so yeah, hope you don't mind!
... so I've decided to give you readers a challenge... at least 3 reviews before I will post the next chapter... I think that's a fair number :)
-PD