Baby Come Back

By: Anvarah

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Me: Please?

Bee: "I'm not giving in…Not giving in"

Me: Come on…

Bee: "…sometimes that's how it is…"
Me: You can't be serious?

Bee: "… Its taking over me…"

Me: *pouts*Fine. I don't own transformers.

Bee: "…Hallelujah, Hallelujah"

Me: *snorts*This is undignified.

Chapter 2

The first thing I noticed was the searing pain in the back of my skull. "What happened?" I mumbled to myself, "Did I fall out of bed or something?" Gingerly rubbing the back of my head I struggled to sit up before leaning against the dresser. Sighing contently as the agony lessened down to a moderate throbbing.

Blinking owlishly, I glanced around my cramped unit; a sofa sat against the wall with a coffee table jammed beside it, opposite an entertainment unit – exactly as I left it. Nothing seemed to be out of place. So why was I on the floor?

'Must of blacked out' I thought to myself before stumbling to my feet and rummaging around for a packet of panadol in the kitchen cupboard.

It took five minutes to locate the painkillers in the pantry; jammed in between a box of cereal and a can of Campbell's Beef soup on the highest shelf. After downing two tablets with a glass of water I ambled back into the bedroom where a flash of yellow caught my eye.

The Bumbleebee transformer doll I had bought was lying on top of my drawers, curled up on its side. Reaching out cautiously I poked the doll …

…who rolled over, mumbling about 'wanting more recharge'. Stunned, I poked him again only to have a tiny servo push away my finger with a groan before he onlined his optics, blinking tiredly at me and then immediately jumping to his feet.

"Are you okay? I'm sorry, did I scare you? I didn't mean to. Honest." He babbled franticly as I continued to stare. Meeting my eyes anxiously he began to fidget slightly under my gaze; before stepping forward when I didn't respond and placing a servo on the hand that laid on the dresser in front of him.

"You're okay, right? You're not going to faint again, are you?"

Blinking, I shook my head in answer; unable to do much else. "No," I stuttered finally finding my voice, "I'm okay. What happened?"

The tiny autobot tilted his helm in confusion, "Don't you remember? I said 'hello' and you fell and hit your head. Does it still hurt?" he asked as his door wing fluttered in distress.

"No I'm okay. It's still a little sore though, but I'll be fine."

Sighing in relief he straightened up before introducing himself "I'm Bumbleebee."

"Tyler" I introduced smiling at the tiny yellow scout, "So… How'd you get here? I mean I found you at The Salvation Army but what's the last thing you remember?"

Bumbleebee frowned at the question that the human femme Tyler asked. He remembered Mission City, then Wheeljack and Jolt landing on Earth, not to mention the machine that the scientist had been testing before it exploded and after that… everything was fuzzy. Then he finally came to consciousness on top of the strange wooden drawers in Tyler's housing unit where he scared the living slag out of the poor human. Venting he began to recount the memories trusting this 'Tyler', after all… if humans where this big then this was probably another dimension; and that meant no Decepticons.

Bumblebee's explanation took almost five and a half minutes. Including the interrupted questions I asked him, before it turned to me explaining to him about the Transformers franchise. He shuttered his optics in disbelief when I told him about the different series; Transformers Prime, Armada, G1, and Bay-verse.

Glancing over at the small alarm clock I kept beside the television I hissed sharply; it was 1:25 in the morning. Turning back towards Bumbleebee I noticed that the little scout was starting to nod off into recharge and was swaying on his feet. I smiled slightly as he rubbed his optics before venting and looking up at me.

"Maybe we should get some sleep," I suggested, "we can talk more tomorrow." Bumbleebee nodded in agreement before looking around, "Where can I recharge?" he asked.

Smiling at the scout's question I informed him he could 'recharge' anywhere he felt comfortable. It only took Bumbleebee a few minutes to claim a pillow on my double bed and a few extra seconds for him to fall asleep.

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