Prisoners of the Mind: What Happens?
Chapter 2: Bumblebee's Office
The five Autobots walked down the hallway in silence, ignoring the curious stares and wide-eyed expressions of disbelief. Or at least they tried to anyway. Not able to stand the optics watching him Optimus asked, "Why is everyone staring at us?"
They walked a few more steps before Bumblebee finally answered and said, "You're not supposed to be awake. After you rescued Ultra Magnus Sentinel Prime ordered that the four of you never be woken again. Not even in the case of an emergency."
"Then why are we awake now?" Prowl wanted to know.
Bumblebee sighed and stopped in front of a door. He turned to look at them and said, "I don't agree with Sentinel on a lot of things and that includes the four of you. If waking you up will save him and Ultra Magnus then I say go for it. I don't really want to lose the leader of the Autobots just because his second in command is an afthead."
Bulkhead sniggered and said, "That's funny."
"You got a sense of humor, kid," Ratchet grunted in agreement.
Bumblebee smiled then opened the door that they were standing in front of. "If you would be so kind as to enter my humble abode I would greatly appreciate it."
Prowl's mouth plates switched as he barely suppressed his smile and walked inside, the others right behind him. Once they were all in Bumblebee closed the door and leaned against his desk so that he was facing them.
His office was…slightly different than what Optimus had been expecting. For starters there was actually a desk and it was clean. The datapads were stacked in neat piles while two datapads lay haphazardly in the middle of the desk. If he squinted just right Optimus could make out the word Slipstream but that was it. No holopics hung on the walls and, in fact, there wasn't anything personal in the entire room. It looked just like what he had expected Sentinel Prime's office to look like.
"Have a seat," Bumblebee gestured towards the two chairs sitting in front of his desk.
"Don't mind if I do," Ratchet grunted as he sat down, joints popping in relief.
"Start explaining," Optimus ordered as he crossed his arms, refusing to sit.
"It's kind of a long story," Bumblebee sighed.
"Which one?" Bulkhead asked. "Explaining how we wound up in here or how the Decepticons captured Ultra Magnus and Sentinel Prime?"
"Both actually," Bumblebee admitted. "After that little fiasco with you Ultra Magnus wanted some answers so he and Sentinel Prime went to our new storage facility which is still being renovated to have their little discussion. And while they were there Starscream, Blitzwing, and Lugnut found them and captured them."
"What are their demands?" Prowl asked.
Bumblebee looked all around the room; at the floor, the ceiling, and the walls…anything but the four Autobots sitting in front of him. At least he reluctantly answered, "Starscream wants his clones back."
'His clones?" the Autobots yelped.
"You have his clones?" Optimus gasped in shock.
"Of course," Bumblebee sounded slightly offended. "I can get anybody that I want."
"It that's the case then why can't you get Ultra Magnus and Sentinel Prime back by yourself?" Ratchet grunted, sounding slightly curious.
Bumblebee's blue optics darted around the room then focused on Optimus as he said, "That's a very long and very complicated story."
"We have time," Prowl adjusted his position so that he would be slightly more comfortable.
"No you don't," Bumblebee walked around the desk and sat behind it. He leaned across it and said urgently, "Ultra Magnus is supposed to be giving a speech in two days. If he doesn't show up then everyone's going to know that something's wrong. And when they discover that Sentinel is missing as well and that the Decepticons are back? We are going to have a massive panic attack and things are going to get very, very messy."
The Autobots exchanged glances and Optimus heaved a sigh. "All right," he said. "We'll help. But we do not want to go back in the simulation chamber. Is that understood?"
Bumblebee nodded, relief covering his gray faceplate. "Understood."
"Tell us everything you know," Prowl said.
"All right," Bumblebee agreed.
A/N: Sorry it's so short. Again. Yes I know that these chapters seem to be getting shorter and shorter but unfortunately my Transformers: Animated muse has already moved on to Teen Titans and White Collar. But I will finish all of the Transformers stories that I said I would. So please review and let me know what you think!