CHAPTER NINE

I Do I Do I Do

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Meg: *Spies another OCC* Come back here you! *Gives chase*

Bee: This place is scary…how many more do we need?

Meg: Just two more…and I got em', right here.

Bee: Hey, they're made by YOU!

Meg: *Proud* Yup. *Transports self to wherever Ratchet, Sunny and 'Sides are*

Bee: 0_0 Where'd she go!?

***

My wedding day.

I woke up at six o'clock in the morning (Bee and I were traditionally sleeping in separate rooms…bit late for that) and thought: No way am I going through with this.

*

Bumblebee's P.O.V:

I woke up at six o'clock in the morning (Em and I were traditionally sleeping in separate rooms…bit late for that) and thought: No way am I going through with this.

*

I stumbled out of my room, and ran into Zikya.

She looked like she'd been waiting for me.

Without a word she grabbed my arm and dragged me into the kitchen for the world's speediest breakfast. Whilst Arcee and Elita1 fed the twins, Zikya, Bianca, Andy and Sky dragged me upstairs to get dressed and make-uped and…whatever you call three robot girls and two half-robot girls getting ready for a wedding.

I have never heard so much girlish screaming – most of it mine. I'll admit it – the whole wedding thing was making me excited, plus Ratchet had given me some stuff for my throat, which burned but then went numb, and now it felt just fine.

I felt just fine.

No, more then that.

I felt…alive.

I grinned. I was so ready for this.

*

Sentinel Prime's P.O.V:

I couldn't believe everyone was making such a big fuss over the organic's wedding. Okay, granted, they'd told me that she was only part organic – and I had the dents to prove it. But all of this fuss was just distracting us all from the real important issue – the Decepticons!

I stalked into the front hall of the base, ready to start yelling at whoever might be there.

I came to a dead stop.

Standing in the hall was a holoform, wearing a beautiful Autumn yellow dress. Her gold hair was swept up on her head and adorned with flowers. She was holding a little girl in her arms, and the little girl was dressed in a frilly pink dress with matching hair ribbons.

Elita1 turned around, and smiled at me. "Sentinel, shouldn't you transform into your holoform and go and get changed?"

I blinked my optics at her. "You mean the organic…I mean…uh, Emma…actually invited me to her wedding?"

Elita1 rolled her eyes. "Uh, yeah, she only said it, like, eight times last night 'gosh, I hope Sentinel comes to the wedding'."

"She really said that?"

Elita1 smirked. "Do I lie?"

The child in her arms, I think it…uh, her name was Shooting Star, suddenly pointed. "Go get changed, please." She said, very precisely.

I rolled my optics and turned – and was attacked by a bunch of small, furry organics!

"AAUURRGGHH!!!!" I screamed, as I fell over backwards, and the 'things' scratched and clawed at me. "AAUURRGGHH!!!!" Then I spluttered, as one of them…lubricated on my face!

I heard laughter coming from down the hall, and saw all three sets of twins grinning and high-fiving each other.

Growling angrily, I managed to get up and get the furry organics off of me.

"Uh…"

"Oh."

"We…"

"Should…"

"Run…"

"Now…"

They took turns speaking – but I was gonna beat the slag out of all of them at once!!!!

*

Shooting Star's P.O.V:

I watched as the big dummy (as my sister and I liked to privately refer to him as) ran off after the six twins, and I hoped that Jetstorm and Jetfire would be okay. Well, they could outrun the big dummy any day!

Then, I looked up at Aunty El, and she smiled at me. I reached up my hand to touch her face.

*

Elita1 P.O.V:

The moment Star's hand touched my face, I froze – it was like I had been electrocuted. Then I winced and pulled back very quickly.

Star frowned impatiently at me. "Watch, please." She said, and on an impulse I closed my eyes when her hand touched my face again. This time, I saw what she had been trying to show me.

In the back of my head, I saw the scene from before played out so clearly, it was like watching a film inside of my head. Sentinel being attacked by the army of cats, the other twins laughing at this and congratulating each other.

I took a deep shuddering breath and opened my eyes, to find Star smiling radiantly at me.

"I have a special gift." She said happily.

I hugged her. "Indeed you do, little one." I said. The power of the All-Spark was growing in both the twin girls, making them stronger.

I could sense its power inside Shooting Star.

Wait until Emma and Bumblebee found out about this.

*

On the way to the chapel, it didn't help when Bianca decided to play the wedding theme (they're finally getting married) from Aladdin And The King Of Thieves. We changed the station.

Dearly Beloved by Faith Hill came on.

We changed the station one last time.

See first of all, I know these so called players wouldn't tell you this
But, Imma be real and say what's on my heart
Lets take this chance to make this love feel relevant
Didn't you know I loved you from the start yeah

Then I think about, all the years we put in this relationship
Who knew we'd make it this far
Then I think about,where would I be if we were to just fall apart
And I can't stand the thought of losing you

Meet me at the altar in your white dress
We ain't gettin no younger we might as well do it
Been feelin' you all the while girl I must confess
Girl let's just get married I just want to get married

Meet me at the alter in your white dress
We ain't gettin no younger we might as well do it
Been feelin' you all the while girl and I must confess
Lets get married

Said I done it all, but frankly girl I'm tired of this emptiness
I wanna come home to you and only you
Cause making love to just anyone ain't happenin'
I just gotta be with you
Did you think about, us finishing something we started so long ago
I wanna give you my all
And did you think about, maybe us having some babies
come on wont you be my lady
forever girl

im ready to commit to you
and i just cant wait for that night
cuz i need you here with me,
and lets start a family

Meet me at the altar in your white dress
We ain't gettin no younger we might as well do it
Been feelin' you all the while girl I must confess
Girl let's just get married I just want to get married

"I dunno if that's better or worse." I said.

*

Bumblebee's P.O.V:

I had read about it in romance novels. I had seen it on those late night sappy chick-flicks Em makes me watch sometimes.

I've heard about in love songs I've played for her on my radio.

But I'd never imagined me doing it.

I was pacing at the front of the alter, minutes before the biggest day of my life.

I thought that I was going to faint.

And there were so many people here to view it.

Why did the army have to show up, anyway!?

"I'm nervous." I said to Optimus, through the com-link we still have when we're in holoform (I know, it totally owns).

"Don't be." He said back, as the doors at the other end of the chapel began to open.

"I'd rather be facing the Decepticons right now."

"Oh really?"

"Really."

Someone – I don't know who – began playing the wedding march.

Through the doors came Shooting Star and Honey Bee, wearing matching pink dresses and scattering petals as they walked.

"Aww." Everyone said.

The two of them took their place on one side of the minister (some random old guy) and smiled at me.

I tried to smile back.

Next came Arcee and Jazz, both in white suits and as the ring bearers. Jazz looked like he was trying not to trip in front of the zillion people who had turned up. And, as he got closer, I could hear him muttering: "Don't trip man, don't trip…"

I smiled then.

Next came Optimus, who was my best man. He was dressed in black. Zikya, Em's maid of honour, was at his arm, looking lovely in an Autumn yellow dress and holding a matching bouquet.

My groomsmen (Sunny, 'Sides and Wheeljack) were dressed in grey suits (which is weird, when you think about what 'men in grey suits' are to surfers). With them were Andy, Elita1 and Bianca, in that order. They were wearing the same coloured dresses as Zikya, but with slight moderations since they were bridesmaids and Zikya was the chief bridesmaid.

There was a pause as the others reached the front of the chapel, and took their places on their respective sides.

I happened to glance over to see who was playing the piano – and nearly had a spark attack when I saw who it was!

But, I didn't have time to think about it because, just then, she appeared.

In the front row, the rest of the Autobots turned around, as did everyone else.

I couldn't take my eyes off of Emma Luzetta Pendanto.

She was moving slowly (too slowly – I felt like running down the aisle and dragging her up to the front with me) and with the grace of, well, a butterfly. She was wearing a shimmering blue and silvery gown (there was a good reason neither of us was wearing white), carrying a bouquet of blue roses, and looking positively radiant.

"Wow…" I had to say. It was all I could say.

Escorting Em was the one bot she thought of us a Father – Ratchet, of course, looking a tad uncomfortable in a suit and partially the centre of everyone's attention, but he was smiling in a way that meant he was happy for us.

When the finally reached us, Ratchet went to stand by the other male members of the bridal party, and Em came over to me.

We didn't say anything to each other – we just smiled.

The smile on Em's face was like sunshine lighting up our immediate area – and the smile was just for me.

*

Throughout the entire wedding, Bee and I couldn't take our eyes off of each other. My metallic green ones were locked onto his aqua ones, and we never let go of each others hands.

The only time we looked down was when the mutated blue roses began chopping at Bee's cuff-links, but I shook them (the roses) a little and hissed: "Stop that! You're a plant now!"

"Ahem…" The minister said, and we both looked up at him.

"Yes?" We said in unison.

Everyone laughed a little, and then the minister went on: "Now, the couple have written their own vows."

Bee nodded, and looked out once over the…audience? Is that what it was? Before turning back to look intently into my eyes.

"Emma," He said clearly, his voice carrying out through the chapel. For the entire universe to hear. "I love you, more than I love life itself. You are beautiful, kind, generous, warm and, most of all; you are the one that I want to spend forever with. You take my good points and you make them stronger, you take my bad points and you accept them with the loving grace that made me fall for you on day one. You are like a beautiful butterfly, superior and strong, and you never cease to amaze me day in and day out."

He glanced over at Honey Bee and Shooting Star.

"You gave me two beautiful daughters," He said carefully, and I felt the first tears prick my eyes. I hoped I wouldn't cry, because then I would mess up Arcee's perfect make-up application. "And you gave me strength. You gave me so much, and I am thankful for everything we've been through – because we've been through it together. I will love you from now, until forever." He said, with deeper meaning.

Because we were going to live forever.

It was my turn now. I cleared my throat, closed my eyes briefly and, when I opened them, all I saw was Bumblebee's handsome face. "Bumblebee," I said, not caring who knew what his real name was or who didn't. I only cared for him. "I never imagined my life would turn out the way it has – and I know now and forever that I would never have had it any other way. I cherish each moment I spend with you, and the way you love me in return. You love both my perfections and my imperfections, you are the most wonderful Father to our girls," And here I glanced at my twins, who were both smiling at me. "And you help me to make sense of these crazy times we live in."

Oh Primus, now I really was starting to cry. I soldiered on, ignoring the tears falling from my eyes (I could hear Arcee groaning).

"You love me for who I am and, for that, I am eternally grateful to have you in my life. I will forever love you, even when the earth stands still, and time has stopped – I will never stop loving you."

There, I got through it.

Oh, but there was one more thing.

The minister said: "Do you two promise to love each other, to support each other, and to be faithful to each other," (I gulped – their was that word). "For as long as you both shall live?"

"Yes." We said in unison.

Jazz and Arcee stepped forward, and we took the gold wedding bands from them. Bee slipped the ring onto my finger, and I slipped the other ring onto his finger.

We looked at each other, and then at the minister.

"Then do you, Emma, take Bumblebee," The minister didn't even hesitate on Bee's full name. "To be your lawfully wedded husband?"

I nodded and answered at the same time. "I do." I said, in a voice barely above a whisper, and choked with tears of emotion.

"And do you, Bumblebee, take Emma Luzetta Pendanto to be your lawfully wedded wife?"

Bee's voice was strong, clear and triumphant – the voice of an Autobot warrior…no, a champion. "I do."

"Then I now pronounce you, husband and wife," The minister said. "You may kiss the bride." He told Bee.

Bee and I looked at each other, and then leaned close to each other.

"My dearest," He suddenly whispered to me, in a voice so light you couldn't have weighed it. "If anything should ever happen to you…then I will find a way to be with you, no matter what."

"And I you, my love." I replied, knowing full well what we both meant.

The twins had plenty of Aunties and Uncles to take care of them.

Nothing else in the world mattered then, as Bee pressed his lips to mine, and we kissed each other in the multicoloured light that was streaming down through the stained glass window.

*

The reception was…well, interesting, so say the least. Ratchet and I shared the first dance, the traditional Father-daughter dance, and Bee and Shooting Star soon joined in, before I handed Honey Bee to Ratchet so that they could dance, and Optimus and I danced.

It was really…nice. Who knew that Autobots in their holoforms could dance so well?

Later, I was blinded by flashbulbs as Bee and I cut the cake (which was for the human guests, me, Zi and my twins). Bee and I took turns shoving cake in each others faces, and I watched in disbelief as he manfully swallowed his portion.

I drank champagne – Bee drank some sort of high-energon…stuff.

Sentinel was the unfortunate victim of a triple-twin-prank – he chased Sunny, 'Sides, Jetfire, Jetstorm, Skids and Mudflap angrily out of the chapel, wearing a cream pie on his face.

Yes, the Six Musketeers played a prank on my wedding day.

I just laughed at it, though.

Bee got up onstage and sang It's Only Love by John Lennon.

So, of course, I had to sing as well – I sung Because You Loved Me, by Celine Dion.

A little while later, I stood up on a chair, and clusters of girls and unmarried women huddled behind me. I held up the bouquet, and then tossed it over my shoulder.

I heard many cries, but two cries stood out in particular – one of disbelief and one of shock.

I turned around and caught the stunned expression on Wheeljack's face, before Zikya started cheering, holding the captured bouquet she had gotten high in the air.

Then, Wheeljack shrugged, a smile lighting up his handsome face. "Well." Was all he could say.

Oh, and guess who was playing the piano all this time?

Ironhide!!!!

*

That night, Bee and I were staying at the hotel in Burswood, the five star one not the four star one.

We were staying in the penthouse, which was a little extreme but nothing we couldn't afford (thanks to the military, who showed up to my wedding and saluted me and Bee as we walked out, before all of us were showered with rice).

I looked at Bee's perfect face – his holoform's features were content and happy, his eyes were shining with love, and his lips were curved upwards in that cheeky smile I just couldn't live without.

I then glanced down at our left hands, which were entwined, and both wearing the binding golden bands.

There was no one I'd rather spend the existence of forever with – and I told him so.

Bee chuckled softly, and took my face in his hands. "I already knew that Em," He said, leaning close to me. "I already knew." He whispered, before he kissed me.

***

Meg: *Hums wedding tune*

Ratchet: *Looks nervous*

Meg: Worry not ol' Ratchet – love soon awaits thee…in the form of a brand new OCC!

Ratchet: *Shocked*

Sunny: Hey, that rhymes!

Meg: *Winking* I do haikus too!

'Sides: Ooh! So, let's hear one then.

Ratchet: *Still recovering from the shock*

Meg: *Clears throat* Sentinel's a jerk, everyone knows that it's true, he's such a -censored-****

Sunny, 'Sides & Ratchet: 000_000

Meg: ^_^; Well, it is true…

Sunny: Right, so Sentinel's a -censored-. And how do you see yourself?

Meg: Practically perfect in every way.

Sunny: Same with me?

Meg: Uh…sure, why not? 'Sides too…

'Sides: Hmm, okay then…what about Prowl?

Meg: …Will I get in trouble if I say that he's a shexy beast…I mean, a slaggin' hot guy…I mean, a nosebleed-worthy capturer of my spark, I mean…a great warrior?

Sunny & 'Sides: YOU THINK PROWL IS SMEXY!!!!????

Prowl: (From somewhere off-screen) WHAT!!??

Meg: I didn't say smexy… *Sees Prowl* Uh-oh… *Runs for it*