Okaaay, chapter 2 of When Music Speaks, the prompt is, an adorable moment between baby Bumblebee and Optimus, who is kind of like a father to him in this, and the song is Bubbly by Colbie Caillat.

This is either set WAYYY before the Transformers movie, or in G1, which ever one you like best.

Disclaimer: I don't own Transformers, that belongs to Hasbro, nor the song Bubbly, that belongs to Colbie Caillat.

Bubbly

I've been awake for a while now
You've got me feelin' like a child now
'Cause every time I see your bubbly face
I get the tingles in a silly place

Bumblebee peeked over the edge of his crib at his caretaker, who was busy reading a datapad. Optimus was so engrossed in his reading; that he didn't notice a tiny yellow sparkling clicking quietly while he climbed out of his pale yellow crib and crawled over, teddy bear in tow.

He still hadn't taken notice by the time Bumblebee was right beside his right leg and by now, Bumblebee was tired of being ignored in favor of a datapad and was getting irritated. He punched Optimus's long leg with his tiny fist and let out a string of frustrated clicks, whirrs, and whistles that would be the beginning of a temper tantrum if he didn't get the attention he desired soon.

Optimus looked down in surprise at the now-irritated sparkling and asked him, "How did you get out of your crib little one?" Bumblebee just answered him with an angry click and scrunched up his tiny faceplates in a comical way. Optimus just chuckled at the expression on Bee's face and picked up the tiny yellow sparkling and held him in his strong arms.

It starts in my toes
And I crinkle my nose
Wherever it goes I always know
That you make me smile
Please stay for a while now
Just take your time
Wherever you go

Bumblebee was still irritated and squirmed around in the huge mech's arms, letting out aggravated sounding squeaks. Optimus sighed and began to rock the sparkling, in hopes of calming him before he went into a full-fledged tantrum.

His efforts proved fruitless as Bumblebee became more and more upset. As a last resort, he laid Bumblebee down on his desk and began to blow raspberries into the sensitive wiring in Bee's side.

Almost instantly, the sparkling's tears and frustrated clicking ceased and he began to giggle and grab with his tiny fingers at Optimus's face. Optimus nuzzled his face into Bee's sensitive stomach and wiggled his fingers into the seams of Bumblebee's sparkling armor. The little sparkling screeched with laughter and tears began to stream out of his optics.

"Stop!" Cried Bee, "Tickles!"

Optimus just laughed and continued his tickle torture on the sparkling for a little while longer before he stopped, letting the tiny sparkling cool his overheating systems.

The rain is fallin' on my window pane
But we are hidin' in a safer place
Under the covers stayin' dry and warm
You give me feelings that I adore

They start in my toes
Make me crinkle my nose
Wherever it goes
I always know
That you make me smile
Please stay for a while now
Just take your time
Wherever you go

When Bumblebee's cooling fans finally clicked off, Optimus picked up the sparkling and held him next to his spark chamber. The sparkling was completely exhausted from his tickle torture and curled up, his optic covers drooping. The quiet humming of Optimus's powerful spark began to lull Bee into a much needed recharge.

What am I gonna say
When you make me feel this way?
I just, mmm

It starts in my toes
Makes me crinkle my nose
Wherever it goes
I always know
That you make me smile
Please stay for a while now
Just take your time
Wherever you go

Optimus smiled down at his tiny charge, his spark swelling with love for the infant.

He rocked him for a while longer, just to make sure he was fully in recharge, then made his way slowly over to the sparkling's pale yellow and sky blue crib.

He laid him down, being careful not to wake him. He tucked soft blankets around the tiny body to keep the sparkling warm and placed Sparky, Bee's favorite cuddly toy and partner-in-crime, next to the yellow and black helm.

"Good night Bee," He whispered, kissing his tiny forehead, "I'll see you in the morning."

He turned and walked back to his own berth. He cast a single glance at the forgotten datapad sitting on his desk and just smiled, some things can wait for tomorrow.

I've been asleep for a while now
You tucked me in just like a child now
'Cause every time you hold me in your arms
I'm comfortable enough to feel your warmth

It starts in my soul
And I lose all control
When you kiss my nose
The feelin' shows
'Cause you make me smile
Baby just take your time now
Holdin' me tight

Wherever, wherever, where ever you go
Wherever, wherever, where ever you go

I had SOOOO much fun writing this! I was laughing so hard by the middle I had to stop and take a breather before continuing.

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This was especially for Trackster, I know how much she loves tickle torture!