Owls and Larks

by BlueLunacy7

2007 Movie-verse AU:Sam is human. On his father's side that is. His mother's? Not so much. Which was how he got roped into this gig in the first place. Eventual Sam/Bee. Complete.

4. Chapter 4:Milkshakes

Title: Owls and Larks

Author: BlueLunacy7

Chapter Warnings: Sexuality

Pairings: Sam/Bee

Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers, the any quotes or lyrics, or song titles in anyway, shape, or form. Basically, nothing you recognize is mine.

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Chapter 4: Milkshakes

The essence of pleasure is spontaneity. -Germaine Greer

This wasn't the most mature thing he'd ever planned.

Actually it was right up there with cow tipping on the 'stupid things that will most likely turn out badly and get you in trouble' list. Nevertheless, that's what made it fun, which was something he needed at the moment. He still hadn't figured out what he was going to tell Mrs. Sarah about her husband. Should he tell her that her husband was alive but most likely wouldn't be that way for long? Or should he lie and say that they couldn't find him?

Seeing him moping, Miles had suggested this little pick-me-up.

There was a party down by the lake but that was not why Sam and Miles were here, oh no. Especially, since they hadn't been invited. Trent and his buddies were quite bit a way form they other party goers, planning mischief, which was fine since Sam and Miles were planning mischief of their own.

After parking Bee some distance away and convincing him to stay there, Miles cast a small spell that would keep Trent's group from noticing them as they crept closer, staying hidden in a wooded area. Not that they needed to bother as Trent and friends was too busy destroying their livers to notice Sam or Miles.

Once they were close enough but out of sight, Sam started to change but halted the transformation about half way through, an ability that full blooded dragons didn't possess. Draconic halflings had three forms: human, dragon and half-and- half (a sort of Anthropomorphic dragon) while full blooded dragons had only human and dragon.

As Sam changed, he became towering six foot seven maybe six foot eight in height as his frame took on a heavier, stronger look, covered from head to foot in a mixture of scales and soft skin that had charged from their normal coloration to a dark gray and charcoal for camouflage. A tail grew out of the base of his spine and his legs became digitigraded like a cat's. Though he couldn't see it, he knew his face had become bony and sharper with small horns on his forehead as his eyes became larger and a bright green with a slit pupil.

He didn't have wings in this form, not that he had them in his dragon form either. It bothered him a bit, not being able to fly since so many legends had dragons with wings. According to his mother, his great grandmother hadn't had wings either but like him was a 'heavier' dragon than delicate flying dragons.

It wasn't a form that Sam took often since his dragon form was bigger and tougher but it did have its uses, such as scaring the crap out of people.

Juvenile yes, but so much fun.

"How do I look?" Sam whispered as Miles created an illusion of dragon wings coming out of Sam's back.

"Scary dude, it's weird to hear your voice coming out of that mouth," He said with a small laugh, "Ready to scare the humans?"

"Knowing my luck, one of those dumb asses has a gun."

"They're so drunk they'll probably shoot their foot off."

"Well, if I get shot, you'll have to explain it to Bee." Sam teased. Bee was a tad over protective. His parents thought it was great, which made Sam happy since they wouldn't worry about him so much; though their comments about how the car had more common sense than he did wasn't appreciated. Sam had yet to take Bee with him when he had to patrol, something he needed to correct soon, preferably before Bee busted down the garage door out of frustration.

Sam's biggest concern was meeting someone from PARA while patrolling with Bee. He was worried that they would figure out that Bee wasn't a normal car and take him away. Sam had found no reference to sentient cars in PARA data base. PARA had assumed, like he did at first, that the so called 'haunted cars' were gremlin infested. Sam wanted to keep it that way.

"Ready?" Miles asked.

Sam nodded, took a deep breath and roared as he shook some bushes. It wasn't a full on draconic roar, but it was more than enough to scare some drunks, judging by their high and panicky voices. Miles had a hand over his mouth to keep his laugher from being heard.

When the braver ones of the group, which surprisingly included Trent, came to investigate the noise, Sam jumped out of the bushes purposely pitching his voice several octaves lower as he roared, "Virgins! I hunger for virgin flesh!"

They scattered like rabbits with high-pitched screams that made Sam laugh, a chuckle he made deeper and more demonic than normal which sacred the humans even more. They ran to Trent's truck, still so drunk despite their terror that it was all Sam could do not to step on them when they fell.

When they finally made it into the SUV, Sam managed climb onto the roof. he made roared again and growled while scratching the mental of the vehicle, making it sound like he was trying to get in before jumping off as the SUV took off down the road towards the party.

"Man that was great!" Miles said laughing as he stumbled out of his hiding place. It took Sam few minutes to transform back and Miles a few tries to un-spell the wings because they were laughing too hard.

Finally, they made their way back to Bee, who Sam got the distinct impression was sulking.

"..What have you done now?.." The radio asked.

"Nothing, just playing a little prank." Sam said as he tried to open the door, only to find it locked, "Come on Bee, open the door."

Bee started to slowly drive off, "…you're walkin!..."

"Bee!"

"…Too bad, I've spoken…"

"I'm sorry left you, Bee. Don't be like that." Sam apologized as he kept pace with the slow moving car. "I'll give you an extra bath this week."

"Should I be hearing this conversation?" Miles asked as he too kept pace, "You two want be alone?"

"Shut up, Miles." Sam replied. He really wanted to see Trent and his friends try to convince people they had been attacked by a monster and he needed Bee, otherwise it would look weird if he and Miles just came walking up. "Come on Bee," He wheedled "we'll go down to that self serve place that has the pressure washers and I'll give you an extra waxing too."

At last Bee rolled to a stop, "….But when I look at you you're forgiven…. You're forgiven…."

"Thanks Bee." Sam as he and Miles got in. Unfortunately, it true out they were too late and the drunks had gotten over their scare, willingly chalking it up to too much beer. Sam and company had manage to get up the party only to see the fight between Trent and Mikaela, ending with Mikaela stomping off down the road, yelling, "Cause I'm leaving your ass!"

"Dude!" Miles said excitedly, "Here's your chance."

"To do what exactly?"

"To get into Mikaela's panies!"

Sam blinked at his friend before asking, "Are you high?"

"Look dude, offer her a ride home. I mean look at her." Miles said pointing. While she wasn't staggering, she'd definitely had a few beers if the sway to her walk was any indication, "It's like ten miles to her house. She'll get picked up by a psycho killer and end up being like his coffee: ground up and in the freezer."

"You were dropped on your head as child weren't you?" Sam asked rhetorically, "No, I'm not giving the evil jock concubine a ride. I'm not sleeping with someone who most likely has spread her legs for Trent. I'm not put my dick any where his has been."

Before Sam could do anything, Miles got out of the car, "Hey Mikaela! Sam will give you a ride!"

"Miles!" Sam hissed, "Bros before hos, right? How are you going to get home?"

"I'll get a ride." Miles replied as he started to walk away, "Tell your car not to spook her."

"This is my fault." Sam said to no one in particular as he drove up to Mikaela, "I should have run him over when I had the chance."

She got in with a put-upon sigh and without a 'thank you', which pissed him off a bit as he reminded her to put on her seatbelt. As they drove in silence for a while, Sam cursed Miles for getting him into this mess, cursed his mother for raising him to be gentleman and cursed the fact that Mikaela had blue eyes and smelled so very good.

Life was not fair.

"I can't believe that I'm here right now." She broke the silence with a sigh.

Okay, pretty blue eyes or not…"Do you want to walk?" ' ... In front of my car?'

"No, no, it's not you." Mikaela said in surprise, "It's just that I'm here in this situation...I'm always in the same situation, and I don't know...I just have a weakness for hot guys with tight abs and really big arms."

"Hot or not," Sam murmured, "he's still an asshole."

"What?"

"That is a weakness." They rode in silence again for a while. Mikaela directed him to a rather…beaten down part of town and to an equally beaten down house.

As they idled in the driveway, Mikaela asked, "So are you seeing anyone?"

"What?" 'Well that came out of left field.'

"Are you seeing anyone?" She asked again.

"No…not at the moment." Sam replied, "Why?"

"I'm thinking of make a change from hot guys to cool guys." She said, leaning towards him, her scent filling his nose, "What do you say?"

Before Sam could say anything, her seatbelt forcefully jerked her back into her seat. "Ow! What the hell?"

"Are you okay?" Sam asked, thankful to Bee for the distraction while worried that he had hurt her.

"Yeah."

The radio turned on blasting, "…I'm sorry that you seem to be confused….He belongs to me, the boy is mine…."

Sam raised an eyebrow at the song choice before telling Mikaela, "You should probably go."

"Yeah, I'll see you later." She said as she got out, giving the radio a weird look.

Once she was in her house, Sam asked "Not that I don't appreciate it, but what was that?" Bee pulled out of the driveway and started drive down the road, "Where are going?"

"…Somewhere we can be alone…"

Several miles later, Bee parked at a secluded look out. With the stars glittering above and the city sparkling below, it was a beautiful sight.

"Nice view." Sam commented before asking, "What's up?"

"...Jealousy, turning saints into the sea..."

"Jealousy? You were jealous? Of Mikaela?" Sam asked incredulously, "Trust me; nothing will happen between me and Mikaela. But there will be other girls…and guys. Probably a lot more guys. You do know that right?"

The air shimmered in passenger seat, becoming a guy. A really, really, really hot guy.

About Sam's age, there was a hint of Asian ancestry in the bones of his face; his skin was pale golden ivory with messy black locks were streaked with yellow. His slimly muscled formed was dressed in leather. Tight leather.

With the prettiest blue eyes Sam had every seen.

Sam had read somewhere that powerful sentient houses could produce an avatar of sorts but the avatars weren't solid. With that thought in mind, Sam swallowed thickly, pushing down his libido, "Oh wow. Looking good."

"…My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard and they're like it's better than yours… Damn right it's better than yours I can teach you, but I have to charge…" Poured from thespeakers as the guy-Bee- trailed fingers down Sam's chest.

'It's solid. It's solid. Oh God it's solid. Thank you God, thank you Jesus, thank you…' Sam mental thanked every god and saint he could think of (and quite a few spirits of lust) as his libido did a happy dance.

He was also thankful that no one else was in the car because the smile and giggle that burst out of him was not for public view due to sheer perverted-ness.

Bee tilted his head towards the back seat, the speakers singing, '….I know you want it, the thing that makes me….What the guys go crazy for…. They lose their minds, the way I wind, I think its time…."

"I take it you want to…experiment?"

Bee just smiled.

"…La la-la la la, Warm it up…Lala-lalala…"

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The next day

"What are you so happy about?"

"I just have a new appreciation for my car."

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Author Notes:

Songs used in this chapter:

Within Temptation: What Have You Done Republica: Drop Dead Gorgeous Monica: The Boy Is Mine Zero 7: Home Killers Mr Brightside Kelis: Milkshake

Hi guys!

Sorry for taking so long but real life gets in the way.

I hope you all like the prank that Sam and Miles played on Trent. I also hope you like Bee's avatar (giggles) I couldn't resist. Nothing like a close encounter is there? Poor Sam has been probed and doesn't even realize it!

Okay, I'll stop.

The reason I chose not to give Sam wings in his dragon form will be revealed later in the story as well as Sam's…overactive libido.

As much as I don't like Mikaela, she will be appearing in this story. I'll try not to turn her into a raving bitch.

A friend pointed out that Bee's human avatar's mannerisms seem to 'human' for an alien robot. According to the Transformers Wiki, Bee made planet-fall in 2003 before finding Sam in 2007, which means he had four years to pick up some 'human traits' so to speak.

Once again, thanks to everyone who has read, reviewed and saved me to their favorites.

Thanks for reading,

-BlueLunacy7