Déjà Vu

Chapter 3: Oops…Wrong Time

Bumblebee grunted as he dropped the wrench on his knee joint, again. He picked it up and tightened the bolts on the time machine. When he was satisfied that the last piece was in place and that every screw was tightened he stepped back and looked at it proudly. It had taken him three stellar cycles, five high-stakes card games with Omega Supreme as collateral and seven times of sneaking into high-security areas to steal some of their technology. All of that combined with the instructions he had gleaned from an old scavenger on his deathbed came together to make…his time machine.

Now all that remained to do was figure out the exact date of where he wanted to go and then he could change his past. He moved to one of the consoles and said, "Teletran 1, what was the Earth date of when Bumblebee battled Chopping Spree?" he asked.

"The Earth date was July 17, 2005," the computer informed him.

"Thank you," he moved back to the device and quickly located the area where he was supposed to indicate where and when he wanted to go. His digits flew across the keypad as they entered the date. Then he stepped back and waited. At first nothing happened but then a bright white light encompassed the device and grew until the ship was trapped in a white bubble. Then there was an explosion and…

All things considered it had been a pretty normal day for Optimus Prime. He had been woken up early because the twins had decided to play a prank on Ratchet, had some energon which was interrupted by Perceptor who wanted to tell him about the new data they had acquired, worked on datapads for a couple of hours, ignored the explosions and alarms set off when one of Wheeljack's experiments had gone wrong…the day had only been improved when the alarms went off again, this time due to Decepticon forces a few miles away.

Now he was fighting Megatron, a few feet away Ironhide and Starscream were 'duking it out' as the humans called it while Ratchet and Blitzwing were going against each other. All over the battlefield Prime could see his soldiers fighting valiantly, however the Decepticons were winning. Just as Megatron was about to blast Prime away for good…there was a flash of bright light and suddenly there was an orange and red ship floating above the battleground. Everyone stopped fighting and turned to stare at it. Weapons suddenly came online when the ship touched down with a gentle bump. They all tensed as the doors slid open and a bot stepped out.

He had a…unique frame that was for sure. He was bright yellow with a black stripe running down the middle of his frame. Two small horns stuck up out his rounded helm. The most prominent feature on his body however was the bright red Autobot symbol on his chassis. Baby blue optics looked at them hopefully then disappointment showed on his faceplate then…disbelief and awe.

"I don't believe it," he said. "You're Optimus Prime and…Ratchet!" he sped over the rough desert until he reached the medibot whom he immediately wrapped in a hug. "It's so good to see you again," he practically sobbed.

"Get offa me!" Ratchet yelled, pushing the mysterious bot away.

"You haven't changed a bit," he said happily. "You're still the same Ratchet that I'm going to know."

The silence was so deafening that you could literally hear jaws dropping all over the battleground.

"Going to know?" Ratchet finally found his voice.

"Oh yeah. I'm going to meet you in, well, four million stellar cycles and we're going to crash land on Earth and stay in stasis for fifty years then we're going to wake up and…sort of destroy Starscream."

"Sort of?" Starscream demanded.

"Well technically you do get off-lined but a fragment of the All Spark manages to get lodged in your forehead and you'll basically become immortal."

"Wahoo!" Starscream cheered then immediately began dancing around the battlefield. "I'm going to become immortal," he chanted over and over again.

Megatron looked as if he couldn't decide to be more horrified about Starscream becoming immortal or Starscream dancing while singing. It was a tough draw.

"So you're from the future?" Wheeljack exclaimed eagerly, his helm panels flashing green.

"Technically," the bot admitted. "My name's Bumblebee by the way."

All optics immediately turned to the other Bumblebee who edged a little closer to Ironhide. "Don't look at me," he said with a nervous laugh.

"Oh don't worry I'm not you," the future 'Bee assured. "You got killed in some freak accident…I think. I never paid too much attention in history class."

Then he turned to Prime who fought the urge to duck behind his evil brother. "I know your grandson," he said happily. "And your great-grandson. Really decent bots by the way."

"What do they do in the future?" Prime asked hesitantly.

"Your grandson," the 'Bee from the future let out a long laugh, "is the leader of a space bridge repair crew," he sniggered.

The Decepticons, especially Megatron, found this news to be very, very amusing. Even Jazz couldn't help but snicker and the twins were rolling around on the ground in hysterics. Not even one of Optimus's infamous death glares got them to stop laughing.

"Of course I don't know how I wound up here," future 'Bee frowned. "I could have sworn I set the dial for 2005, not 1985!"

"Set the dial?" Prowl raised an optic ridge.

"Well technically it's a keypad on a time machine that I built or rather assembled from directions acquired from a less-than-honest source. I do know a bot in the future named Prowl," he brightened up immensely. "He's a ninja bot."

"Ninja bot?" Prowl questioned.

"Basically he can kick Decepticon tail better than the rest of us although he likes to spend all of his free time hanging around in trees observing birds and cats."

There was a sudden crash as Prowl went off-line.

"Was it something I said?" future 'Bee looked horribly confused even as the others started laughing…again.

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A/N/N: Sorry if I got anything wrong. I only watched one or two G1 episodes. For some reason I never could get into them. I hope you liked this chapter.

Coming up: Getting timelines fixed…hopefully.