Chapter 3: Best Friends

Flashback...many years ago...

Bumblebee always dreamed of racing real fast, winning races and mabye even brag about it. He would roam around his house pretending to race. Younglings couldn't transform until they were much older and Bee had a long way to go. He was 3 years old and never had a friend yet. A young Prowl would often tease him which led to their rivalry. One day Prowl walked toward Bee who was playing with a broken steering wheel in his backyard.

"Stop fooling around with junk!" Prowl would laugh.

"It's not junk, this is me in the future!" Bee said playfully turning the wheel.

Prowl shook his head in annoyance and snatched the wheel from Bee.

"Hey!" Bee yelled and tried to get it back but Prowl was slightly taller and raised it high in the air!

Bumblebee began to tear up right in front of Prowl who was starting to laugh.

"This will never be you!" Prowl said and tossed the wheel into a garbage can across the street.

"GIVE IT BACK!" Bee yelled trying to size up Prowl who simply chuckled.

"No, go get it yourself, if you're fast enough!" Prowl laughed before shoving Bee to the ground and running off.

Bee began to cry knowing that the wheel probably broke even more. He made a desperate attempt to retrieve it by jumping into the trash can and dug for it. It smelled but he didn't care. Eventually he found it but now he was stuck in the can. It was too high for him to climb out. He cursed Prowl's name. Just then, an energon cube bonked him on the head.

"OW!" Bee yelled.

Then, that's when a silver mech peered into the can. His visor lifted to get a better look.

"He-he, mechs don't belong in the trash can!" The mech laughed.

Bumblebee felt embarrased, but curious, he never saw that mech before. The mech offered a hand.

"Need some help?" He offered.

Bumblebee was nervous at first since the mech was the first one he ever saw with claws. But he grabbed the hand anyway and was lifted out.

"What were you doing in there anyways?" The mech asked flipping back on his visor.

"I was retrieving this wheel, but Prowl put the wheel in here!" Bee said pointing at the can.

The mech realized Bee was younger than him despite them being nearly the same height.

"Oh yeah, I heard of that Prowl! Nothing but trouble! You okay?"

"Yes...who are you?" Bee asked.

"The name's Jazz! Who are you?"

"I'm Bumblebee, want to play?" Bumblebee offered holding out the wheel.

"Sure, but...with that?" Jazz said noticing the wheel was still covered in energon and other scraps.

"Well, no...I got more toys!" Bee said happily.

"Really? Let me see!" Jazz said.

"So...we're friends now?" Bee said with big optics. "I've never had a friend before!"

"Well you got one now!" Jazz said holding out a hand.

Bumblebee shook the hand and ended up hugging the mech.

"Okay buddy, I don't usually do hugs!" Jazz nervously said.

"Sorry, I'm just happy to have a friend!" Bumblebee said wishing he could smile.

Jazz smiled and rested a clawed servo on Bee's shoulder.

"Come on buddy, let's go play!" Jazz said. "And find you a new steering wheel!"

Later...the two found their way to the Kaon Junkyard where they searched for any lost steering wheels, but instead, they found more stuff than they had planned. They found old used up nitrous cans, tires, rims, spoilers and yes, a steering wheel. They found a box big enough to haul back the stuff to Bee's house. By the time they got back, Prowl was nearbye and groaned when he saw they were playing with more junk.

"I see you still like to play with junk!" Prowl said coming over.

"What do you want Prowl?" Bee snarled protecting the box.

"Just snooping around and mabye ruin whatever you guys have planned for that stuff!" Prowl grinned.

Jazz gritted his teeth and growled.

"Mind your own business!" Jazz said.

"Oh, all of this will be my business once I become a cop!" Prowl said.

"We probably won't be around long enough for you to bother us!" Bee said and tried to move the box away.

Prowl saw this and took a step forward forcing Jazz to get in front of him.

"Back off, this is our stuff, get your own!" Jazz snarled. "Bumblebee, get that stuff in the house, I'll take care of him!"

Bumblebee nodded and pushed the box away. Prowl growled in annoyance.

"You think you got a lot of fighting skills, cause it seems you don't have any racing skills just like that loser!" Prowl smirked.

"You wanna know what claws feel like against your face?" Jazz threatened as he raised them up.

Prowl actually hadn't noticed them at all and gasped at this. He was unsure of what to do now! Those claws really did look sharp!

"Well, are we going to fight?" Jazz asked

Prowl studdered and in the end he back up and walked away feeling stunned a bit. Jazz smirked seeing that he put Prowl in his place.

"Hey Bee, you got that stuff in?" Jazz asked coming inside the house.

"Yeah, so what exactly are we going to do with this stuff?" Bee asked dumping on the living room floor.

"Well, I thought mabye we could use some of this stuff in the future and mabye play pretend with them now!" Jazz said picking up a rim and examining it. "That and we should start collecting really cool stuff! Even if we can't use it!"

"Great idea, so what happened out there?" Bee asked concerned.

"Nothing, he got scared, I'm okay!" Jazz said.

"I'm glad you're my friend Jazz. Thank you, I was hoping we would be best friends forever!" Bee said.

Jazz smiled and lifted his visor.

"Bumblebee, we'll always be best friends forever!" Jazz said and the two did their first fist bump.

Present...

Jazz awoke to find it was morning, he also found out he had been laying against Bumblebee who was still asleep. He blinked a few times to notice that he had been dreaming of the past. He smiled though remembering such funny memories. He got off the couch and went exploring around the house. He first went into Bee's room to look around. He was too curious not to look around. He opened the closet to find a surprise. The very same old stuff that they played with when they were younger was all piled up in there for safekeeping. This made Jazz smile, in fact, he smiled bigger when he noticed several pictures of him and Bee together hanging up on the walls and on the dresser. Under the visor, tears began to slide down from under it.

"Best friends forever!" Jazz said.

To be continued...

I plan for there to be at least two more flashback chapters. I'm glad this flashback came out the way I hoped. Please review!