Note: This was posted 12.24.11 - Last year. I have now moved it here, since it fits with the whole 'drabble-y' idea. Enjoy my x-mas special from a year ago. :)
This is my first attempt at a holiday special. So here's a Christmas special for you all. Merry Christmas! :)
Disclaimer: Nothing inside of this story, that you recognize, belongs to me. Genre: hurt/comfort, family, humor Warnings: None, except fluff. And some OOCness. Summary: Bee prepares a Christmas surprise for his friends. Sari is in on the plan. Rating: T
"Oh my gosh Bee!" Sari yelled, running inside. "I can't believe Christmas is almost here!"
Bumblebee glanced up from playing Ninja Gladiator 4. "Christmas? What's that?" He asked, pausing the game.
Sari gasped dramatically. "You don't know what Christmas is?"
"No... Should I?"
"Yes! It's only the best holiday in the world!" She jumped up and down excitedly.
"Whoa whoa, calm down." He said, waving his arms in a calming gesture. "So what makes this 'Christmas' so great?"
"Well." She took on a teaching pose, "There's this big, fat man who flies around in a sleigh pulled by eight reindeer. And nine when Rudolph joins them. This dude is called Santa Clause, or St. Nick-"
"Whoa! Whoa." Bumblebee interrupted her, "A fat dude?"
"Be quiet and let me finish." She gave him a warning glare. "Anyway, he flies around and gives all of the kids in the world presents. And we put stockings out and he fills them up with candy and stuff. He's like 600lbs. But he enters the house through the chimney and exits that way too. All the kids in the world leave milk and cookies, or their own version of milk and cookies. Anyway, he eats every single cookie. And always has room to spare, when he gets home to the north pole, for Mrs. Clause's food.
"His reindeer's names are Dasher and Dancer, and Prancer and Vixen, Comet and Cupid, and Donner and Blitzen, and finally, Rudolph. He only comes when there are bad snowstorms." She explained.
Bumblebee stared at her, scratching his helm quizzically. "So... you're telling me one of you squishies flies around in one night giving presents away to every single squishy in the world? And... every single house he visits, he eats something? That must be one fat dude!" Bumblebee mused.
"Basically." Sari nodded.
"Hm... And the whole point of this is... what?"
"Um... It's fun!"
"Well..." Bee's faceplate took on a thoughtful expression. "That sounds kinda..."
Sari's face fell, Bee didn't like the holiday, or maybe even the idea. "That sounds... awesome!"
Her face lit up. "Yeah! I know! And the bestest part ever-"
"It gets better?"
"Yeah! The bestest part, not only does this chubby guy give us gifts, but we can give gifts to whoever we want. Like friends, family, strangers! It's the day of giving!" She smiled.
"Hm..." He thought, "Do the others know? I have an idea."
"Nope. And awesome! What is it?"
"I can't tell you that. Not yet. But please promise me to not let anybody tell any of my teammates what Christmas is. Okay? I wanna give them a surprise!"
"...as long as you tell me what you're gonna give them. That, or you let me help." She said slowly.
"Helping. I'll definitely need your help." He said instantly.
"Awesome! So I'm gonna need to fill you in some more about the holiday. Come this way." She tapped his pede and he transformed and she got in the passenger side, "Away we go!"
Several days later...
"Sari. In order for me to set the place up, I'm gonna need you to get the others away from base for two days. Do you think you can handle it?"
"Of course I can! What do you take me for? A wimp?"
"Nope. Now get to it!"
"Okay! Bye!"
"Hey guys! I've checked the monitors, and it seems the decepticreeps are taking a break for the next few days." Sari said, running into the rec room. "How about we go to the Grand Canyon? My dad has always wanted to go there. Pretty please?" She jumped at Optimus and gave him the puppy-dog-eyes look.
"Uh, how did you figure out the Decepticons are taking a break, Sari?" Optimus asked quizzically.
"Well..." She hesitated, as if nervous, "Look! I have my ways! Please can we go? Please?" Again the look.
"Well..." Optimus was losing this battle of wills. And he knew it. "Okay. We can go."
"Yes!" She shouted, fist-pumping. And then stopped. She looked around cautiously, lowering her voice to a whisper, she spoke. "Can we keep it a secret from Bee? And just ditch him for two days? I want to get him a gift from there, but can't if he comes along."
"Sari. That is not something we do as a team." He said sternly. He was slightly surprised at the young girl's eagerness to ditch her best-friend.
"Pretty pretty pleaassee?" She begged, eyes growing huge.
Optimus sighed. He realized just then, he had lost this argument when he had first relented, with going to the Grand Canyon. "Fine. But in order to do that, we have to leave, now."
"Yes! Gotcha Optimus! I'll be back in a minute!" Saying thus, she zoomed out of the room, leaving the others in the dust.
Bumblebee was waiting by his room for Sari. Then he heard running feet and she came skidding around the corner, and ran full-pelt into one of his pedes. "Whoa Sari! What's got you in such a rush?" He asked, picking her up and holding her in his servos.
She grinned deviously and gestured for him to bring her closer to his audio-receptor. "I'm in! We're going to the Grand Canyon! And we're leaving now! They're ready to ditch you!" Which ended up sounding a lot harsher than she'd anticipated.
Oh, that hurt Bumblebee. A whole lot. But he hid it. This was for his friends. "Awesome! Now here's your stuff! You go girl!"
"Thanks Bee!" She gave one of his digits a hug and jumped off of his servo. "Bye!" Saying this she ran off. Bee watched her go. Sighing, he tuned his left audio-receptor so he could hear their conversation.
"I'm back!" Sari shouted.
"Good. You're a fast one. Now let's go, quick before Bumblebee decides to wake up." A gruff Ratchet snorted in reply.
"Cool! But remember, we gotta pick my dad up before we go to the Grand Canyon." She giggled.
"Yeah, we hear ya kid, now hop in." Ratchet said.
Transforming was heard, then tires screeched out of the base, and all was quiet.
A/N :
The end. Not. Or maybe it is. No. It isn't. It could be. But it isn't. Why not? If this was the ending, it sucked. That last line was a pretty good ending line... Yeah, but it doesn't end the story. But it might. It doesn't. Deal with it. And shut up. Fine.
~This has been, 'Silly Songs With Larry'. The part of the show where Larry comes out, and sings, a silly song. Moving on...
Bumblebee instantly set to work when they were gone. Or at least that's what he liked to think. When he told the story to Sari later on, he left out the bits of how he wallowed in self-pity, etc. But that's a different story. One to be told at a later date, not here, not now. This is the time to be cheerful and merry. Maybe someday I'll tell you of his feelings. But not today.
Twelve hours later...
Bumblebee grinned to himself. Finally he was done! And even better, he had time to spare. Now he could really get into the gift-making process!
First, for Ratchet. He transformed and zoomed off to the human junkyard. On the way, he scanned an eighteen wheeler with a trailer. Sweet! I'm so awesome! And this is so roomy. No wonder boss-bot prefers his truck. Although if I were him, I'd have a trailer. These things really add to the feeling! He sped off, away from the truck.
Reaching the junkyard, he transformed. "Wow." He said, looking himself over. "I'm really looking good." He grinned. "Anyway, now to find spare metal." He began searching the junkyard. Every single piece of metal he found was placed into his trailer. When he was so full he couldn't possibly hold another piece of metal. He heaved himself through a transformation and slowly drove off.
It took him a lot longer to get back to base than to get to the junkyard. But that was to be expected.
He drove inside and dropped everything on the floor. He transformed back into his bi-pedal, or in the case with his eighteen-wheeler form, octo-pedal, form. Stretching, he surveyed the large pile of car parts, screws, bolts, wrenches, etc. He grinned, it was time to get to work.
Two hours later...
"Ahh." Bumblebee yawned. "Finally I'm done." He looked down at the strange contraption. "Beautiful."
He then built his other friends gifts. Similar proccesses taken to prepare them. After finishing them, he devised his own wrappiing paper and wrapped the gifts. Grinning, he grabbed them and hid them in his room.
"Now we wait."
Sari was jumping up and down, due to her little lie about having to buy Bee a gift, she had to go off and buy Bee a gift. And now, they were almost home! Christmas was tomorrow, and right now, it was so late, the other bots would go right to their berths, and sleep.
She and her dad were dropped off at home, then, just as she predicted, the autobots went to their respective berths and fell asleep.
Bumblebee crept out onto the couch and sat down with his pile of gifts. Checking to make sure no bot was up, he piled said gifts onto said couch so that each bot would see them when they came in. He then laid down and waited.
Prowl was the first one out. Obviously. He entered the rec room, and the first thing he saw was a large misshapen object with his name written sloppily on one side. Cautiously, he approached the... thing. Just as he was about to grab it, his offending servo was smacked away by an annoyed Bumblebee. "Not yet ninja-bot! You have to wait for the others to get up!"
Prowl stared at Bee, puzzled. Then he shrugged his shoulders and went to the energon-dispenser.
A few minutes later...
Ratchet, Optimus, and Bulkkhead were 'dragged' into the room by an insistent Sari. "Bee! I finally rallied the troops!" She shouted, saluting.
Bumblebee grinned mischeviously. "Awesome! Now, Ratchet's first!" He dove under the couch and began digging around.
"I'm first for what?" A now fully awake Ratchet asked, eyeing Bee's backside warily.
"You'll see." Sari smiled.
"Here we go!" Bumblebee cried, pulling himself out from under the couch. He got up and handed Ratchet a misshapen blob, messily wrapped in bedsheets and curtains.
"I don't really want to know what that is." Ratchet said, not taking the item.
Bumblebee felt his spark skip a beat. Why didn't they trust him? Ratchet saw Bee's face fall. Grumbling, he grabbed the... thing, and held it. Sure, now it was held away from his body, but at least he was holding it. "Good. Ratchet, you hold that. I'm gonna give the others theirs," Bee grinned impishly and gave the present Prowl had glanced at, to Prowl. Then he gave a long, thin thingy to Optimus, and a very flat, very large thing to Bulkhead, along with a small package, to Cybertronian standards.
"Okay. So first, Ratchet, then Optimus. Got it?"
"Um, yeah. Okay." They said together.
Ratchet sighed and slowly unwrapped his gift. Once he gad it unwrapped, he looked at it, and began examining it. A few moments passed. Does he like it? I hope he likes it... "How in Primus' name did you get one of these?" Ratchet squeaked. Yes, he really squeaked.
Wow! What a reaction! I take my gift was a good one? "Uh, what do you mean? I made it myself."
"Made it? This is one of the greatest objects ever created! One that doesn't resort to helping fighting, but instead, is a helper for medibots like myself! I look up to the bot that invented this. Unfortunately, this creator, and his mate, disappeared when the war started. This was created during the Old Wars." Ratchet lectured.
Uh oh... don't let him find out. Must not let him find out. Must not let him find out. Must not let him find out. Bumlebee repeated over and over in his mind. "Oh... I have blueprints." He said nonchalantly.
Ratchet raised an optic ridge at this, but let it pass.
Optimus recieved a new handle for his axe. Bulkhead got three painting pads and a new set of paints and brushes. And Prowl recieved a large set of pots, each with a different type of plant on them. And with them, came a promise that Bumblebee would leave all of the plants alone. Sari also recieved a miniature car, that looked exactly like Bumblebee, but her size.
After the gift giving, Bee told them all what it was for. Christmas, a day for giving, a day for family. After having explained, Bumblebee grinned, shoved the game consoles under a couch, and plopped himself in front of his friends. "How about we spend some time together? Like we should. As a family."
The others smiled back at him, and they all proceeded to have a wonderful Christmas.
The End
I hope you guys enjoyed it. As my first special story, I hope it reached your utmost expectations.
Happy new year! And Hannukhah(I know I must've spelled that wrong.), Merry x-mas, and while we're at it: Easter, Fourth of July, Halloween, St. Patrick's Day, and much much more!
Merry Christmas everyone!