Baby Come Back
By: Anvarah
Disclaimer:
Bee: "…One thing, I don't know why… Remind myself how…I tried so hard…"
*Author huddles glumly in corner*
Jolt: "The author is busy sulking… but please rest assured she doesn't own Transformers."
Me: "You guys are mean!"
Bee: "… I gotta live with the choices I made…"
Me: "AFTS!" *Bawls out her eyes*
Jolt: *Picks up author and throws her over his shoulder* "I'll be right back" *walks out of room*
Bee: *Plays Twilight theme song.*
Chapter 3:
Tyler POV.
Disoriented.
That's how you usually feel when you first wake up: you open your eyes and try figure out where you are, then secondly; you decide whether or not to get up, and last of all; you either roll the rest of the way out of bed (since you were already half hanging out or laying diagonally across the mattress anyway), or you snuggle back into the blankets and pillows only to have the entire regime start all over again - when you wake up in three hours' time.
That's how I usually wake up. USUALLY.
This time I was being kicked. Or nudged. Maybe tapped.
I'm not sure; all I know was that it was annoying and persistent enough to wake me up from the dream I was having.
Quite an upsetting thing now I look back at it.
I was enjoying that dream. After all; who wouldn't enjoy a dream about a mountain where it snowed ice cream? Especially in different flavors and with hot springs of chocolate fudge toppings and chocolate bar trees.
Yeah. That's what I thought.
Opening my eyes I glanced to the pillow beside me where Bumblebee slept; mumbling and fidgeting in his sleep or 'recharge' as cybertrobians would call it. I would have been annoyed if it hadn't been so dam cute.
Bumblebee's optics flickered on slowly and he sat up and stretched.
"Good morning Tyler" he yawned, blinking tiredly before rubbing a servo over his optics.
"Morning Bumblebee," I replied, desperately trying not to coo at the autobot scout, "sleep well?"
"Yes. Very well" Bee mumbled sleepily.
Still tired. I concluded, smiling to myself as the tiny yellow scout attempted to stand up.
"Lay back down," I told him, "get some more sleep. You look tired."
Bumblebee laid back down quickly and curled up on his side as a flash of bright light enveloped the room from the cracks in the curtains covering the windows. Startling us both as a clap of thunder sounded.
'Great. Good thing I did my shopping yesterday' I thought to myself as I slipped into the kitchen to make a hot drink.
Spark pounding he fled up the hallway with his prize, unaware of the patient shadow following his every move. Fumbling with the keypad to the door of an unused room he ducked inside not bothering to shut the door behind him as he raced in and sat down the instrument on the workbench on the opposite side of the room.
It didn't need repairing, only a new powering device which he had already acquired. Replacing the power source only took a few minutes, venting he flicked the machine on and watched as it powered up.
"WHAT THE FRAG DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!" yelled a voice behind him.
Yelping with surprise he spun around, instantly recognizing the frame and coloring of the mech behind him.
" I… well…" he stuttered unaware of the portal the machine had created behind him.
The mech leapt forward, "WHAT IN THE PIT WERE YOU THINKING?" he hollered reaching for the machine that had been turned on causing the thief to leap into action.
"NO!" he yelped grabbing the armor of the other mech; unintentionally knocking them both into the portal the machine had created.
He felt his ankle plating catch on a lever as both mechs entered the rift, effectively turning off the machine as they exited to the other dimension.
Stirring the cup of tea Tyler glanced at the clock on the window ledge calmly.
7:13 am. Shit. Who woke up this early on a weekend? Apparently she did.
Huffing, she strained the tea bag and threw it in the plastic bag hanging from the side of the cupboard.
"WHAT IN THE PIT WERE YOU THINKING?!" a voice hollered from the main room making Tyler jump in surprise.
"NO!" yelped another voice in response.
She poked her head around the corner to see two small mechs the size of Bumblebee emerge from a small portal and land on her bed just seconds before the dimensional rift disappeared.
Untangling their limbs the two mechs stood up and caught sight of the yellow scout; who looked like he wasn't sure to be confused or excited to see them.
The dark blue mech laughed and secured his arms around the stunned autobot as the silver-blue mech began cussing at their situation before wrapping Bumblebee in a friendly hug too.
"Wheeljack. Jolt" Bumblebee stuttered from the middle of the autobot - hug - sandwich.
Suddenly, a loud clap of thunder erupted violently overhead and a high pitched scream pierced through the atmosphere of the room.
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