Hey wuz-up. This is TheLegacy79 with a new chapter. Sorry it took me so long but I've been going to the weight room a lot lately and I've had less time to write and stuff. I still don't know how many chapters there will be to this story. I guess until I just can't do anything with it any more. Minimus Prime, if you are reading, there just might be a surprise in either this chapter or the next. You will have to read and find out. ;D Disclaimer, please tell all of our readers what we both know.
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Normal Talk
Thoughts
Bumblebee's Beeps
Author's POV
"Arcee? What were you doing in Bee's quarters?
Arcee was facing away from the curious mech. Her optics widened in shock. She turned around to see Optimus with a questioning look on his faceplates.
"I was just helping Bee with looking over his systems. He feels useless when he just lays around all day, and Ratchet won't let him go on patrol." The femme said trying dearly to not stutter or sound nervous.
"Arcee, please don't lie to me. I want the truth and only the truth." Optimus said with a stern, yet not angry or threatening, tone.
Arcee tried to not give into the Prime's digging, but she knew she couldn't lie to him and get away with it. He was a Prime after all. He could sense someone's unease from a galaxy away. She slightly sighed in defeat.
"Sir, you can't tell anyone what I'm about to tell you. Bumblebee is my….mechfriend. We didn't want to tell anyone because the last thing we needed was everyone to be distracted by this while we still had a war to win." The femme confessed, not being able to look into Prime's optics because of her embarrassment.
Optimus seemed to think this over in his processor. He still had his everyday solid look that never seemed to portray any kind of emotion at all. However, the femme knew better than to think that their leader had no emotions. He may not show it, but he cares deeply for all beings that are not trying to kill him.
"I have been suspecting that something like this was going on between the two of you. I have noticed that you would look over at Bumblebee more often than both have the right to choose who you want to be with. It is not my place in this universe to tell you how to live you lives. You and Bumblebee have the right idea in mind, but try not to keep this a secret for too long. Unfortunately, I do not see a near-by end to this war and it may seem stranger to the others then, than it would now."
The femme gathered up her courage and looked Optimus in the optics. She now had her usual tough-looking-femme attitude back. Although, she seemed less serious with her heated faceplates.
"Thank you Optimus for agreeing with what Bee and I are."
The Autobot leader nodded and continued on his way to his quarters. Completely unfazed that two of his warriors were in an intimate relationship.
Arcee gave another glance to Optimus before returning to Bumblebee's quarters.
"Bumblebee, I need to tell you something." The femme said trying to keep her serious demeanor.
"I already know Arcee, you and Optimus were just outside my door after all. When ni heard you talking to someone I peeked outside to see what was happening."
"Than why didn't you come out and help me tell him? Do you have any idea how awkward it was to tell him that you and I are dating!" The femme said with annoyance in her tone.
She turned around, annoyed. The yellow and black mech walked over to her and hugged her from behind, pressing his chassis to her upper back.
"I'm sorry Arcee, I just couldn't resist. The look on your face was priceless when you kept looking at the ground."
"You aren't helping yourself you know." The femme said still slightly annoyed.
The mech slid his servo down her back in an attempt to sooth her. A week prior he found that she was ticklish in a small spot just at the center of her back. When he reached it felt the femme shift. He lightly tickled her in that spot to make her let out a giggle. When she refused to comply he increased the pressure of his tickling. The femme smiled and shifted again, this time a little more than she did last time. She wasn't about to let him win. Seeing that he couldn't break her, the mech wrapped his arms around her for the second time.
"Arcee look at me." Bumblebee said with a slight pleading tone.
The femme looked up at him. She was still facing away from him so all she could see were his faceplates when she looked up.
The mech looked into her optics with a look of affection. There the big-blue optics she loved so much. The ones she didn't want to ever look away from. They seemed to always catch her in some sort of trap. She felt so grateful that she could have someone as special as Bumblebee in her life. He was like a star, with his everlasting hopeful personality. He was someone that was impossible to break mentally. Bumblebee was the definition of hope. Even after his Creators were slaughtered in front of him by the Decepticons; after he was scavenging for energon in the ruins of the once great Autobot city, Iacon; after he was forced to go through Autobot basic training eons before the original required age; and even after he had his voice modulator ripped out by Megatron himself, Bumblebee always ha hope. She smiled.
To this, the mech also smiled. He loved her smile so much. It made him feel that everything was going to be alright. That nothing was a threat in the entire world. What he liked most about her was her stubborn, yet caring, attitude. She was caring enough to take a bullet for any one of them, yet she was persistent enough to not quit until the task was done in the best way possible. She was also beautiful. She was the kind of femme who could make battle-hardened war veterans melt in her hands. She could make mechs get into fights over her. However, that wasn't what amazed him. What amazed him was that she was his. She was his as he was hers. He felt like the luckiest mech in the world to have Arcee.
Bumblebee began to lean in for a kiss. Arcee noticed this and stood on her metallic toes to reach the lips of the taller mech.
Their lips met in a gentle kiss. They kissed for what felt like hours when it was actually just a few seconds.
That is when Ratchet's voice echoed over their comlinks.
"Come to the docking bay immediately! There are four energy signatures that just entered Earth's atmosphere."
Arcee growled and put two of her digits to the side of her head to activate her own comlink.
"Ratchet, I'm busy at the moment." The femme said over the comlink with anger in her tone.
"I don't care if Unicron is trying to squeeze the life out of you, get all of your afts over here!"
With that, Ratchet ended the comlink.
The femme groaned and turned her head to Bumblebee. She was angry that Ratchet disturbed her "private" time with her mech.
"Don't worry Arcee. We can continue what we were doing later." The mech said, trying to sooth her anger.
He smiled and that was all he needed. The femme managed to let out a smile too.
They walked side by side into the docking bay where a frantic Ratchet was waiting for them to join in the pressing matter at hand.
"OK Ratchet," The femme started, "What is it that has your hip plating half way up your aft?
"Arcee, I am going to pretend that statement was never uttered. I am far too preoccupied by what was picked up on the radar just a few moments ago.
He pointed to the screen that had four smudged lights on it. They were slowly moving lower and lower on the screen.
"These are energon signatures, but not just any energon signatures.
He zoomed into one of the smudges and enhanced the video. On the screen were symbols that only two of the bots present could decipher.
"Ratchet, please tell me you are seeing what I am seeing." Optimus said with a look of shock on his face plates.
"You aren't crazy Optimus, I see it too." The red medic replied, still staring at the screen.
The others just stood still. Energon signatures meant that they had to belong to Cybertronians such as themselves. Those symbols looked like a form of Cybertronian writing, but they looked more like a lot of mixed up letters instead of actual words.
"Well then? What are they? Are they Autobots or Decepticons?" The curious young mech looked at the medic hoping for answers.
"They are Autobots. The symbols on their planetary landing capsules are written in code. When that code is deciphered, it says that they do not want to cause harm and they just want to get home. It was issued during the end of the Great War when we had to leave Cybertron in search of other worlds that could fit our needs. However, the symbols were meant for a more intelligent and older race than the humans.
"If that's the case, then shouldn't we go and meet them where they will land to make sure that the Cons don't get to them first?" The femme butted into the conversation.
"I am preparing a ground bridge as we speak." The usually cranky mech said with a barely noticeable smile.
A bridge opened up and the entire team stepped into it, shaking off the usual strange tingle of teleporting hundreds of miles in a matter of seconds. They all looked around and the only thing worth noting were four fireballs heading for the ground about a mile away from them.
"Bumblebee and Arcee, since you two are faster than me and Bulkhead, I need you two to go ahead and find the ones who just landed. After that, call for a ground bridge and tell us you have successfully made contact with the new arrivals. Bulkhead and I will patrol the area to make sure that none of them are taken or injured in case the Decepticons attack." Optimus said with his loud, but calm, leadership voice.
The entire team nodded and Bumblebee and Arcee sped off to the crash site. They didn't say anything. It was a time of action, not a time of romance. Whatever….whoever had just landed could actually be part of a Decepticon trap. In this war you could never be too sure about anything. It's better to be safe than sorry.
The duo drove into a large cloud of up-rising dust. They transformed into their bi-pedal form and Bumblebee activated the headlights on his chassis. They walked through the dust slowly as to not startle or aware the new arrivals.
"Hello? Is anyone there? We need help. Someone is injured over here, and they are leaking fast." A strange voice said with some desperation in their voice.
The one who spoke was obviously a femme. It was far too feminine for it to be a mech's. She also sounded young, maybe even younger than Bumblebee and Arcee.
"Don't worry. We are coming to help. We don't want to fight." Arcee replied, "Just flash a light so we can know where you are."
There was a moment's hesitation before a small light came into view. They followed the light and a big black and gray mech and a mostly blue, but with a silver trim, femme came into view. Both of them had a weapon out and concentrated looks on their faceplates. Behind them there were two femmes. One of them looked to be fully grown and the other was the one who called out for help.
When the battle-ready mech and femme saw who had come to help, they were shocked.
"Bee?" The black and gray mech said with a gruff voice.
"Ironhide? Is that you?"
Whoa didn't think I would end the story there. I wanted to keep the rest as a surprise for later. First one to PM me on who the femme next to Ironhide is, gets a review. Start guessing people. Sorry Minimus, you will just have to read the next chapter to find your surprise. Everyone thank Field Empathy for helping me correct my stories. She is finding the mistakes I oversee. She rocks go and read her stories. Here is your chapter-ly dose of advice.
"Every great person out there had a dream. The only reason they made that dream come true is because they didn't give up on that dream. Don't let go of your dreams, hold them and let them blossom into something amazing. It takes a while for a dream to take action though. So be patient and hope for the best. The world will deny you. The world is afraid to follow their dreams because they think it is just a dream and not reality. They are so wrong. They are just too afraid to do anything about their dreams. They won't have the will to make that dream come true. They give up before the fight even starts. Don't give up. The ones who go the extra mile into their dreams are the ones who get the farthest in life. Please, don't give up. Don't care what others think. They are the ones who let their dreams go. Not you. Please, just don't give up. Don't let go."
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