Sam really should have known better. Leaving Bee alone, unsupervised in his state wasn't the best idea, but Sam hadn't had a choice. Sam wasn't sure if Bee was over energised or on the cybertronian equivalent of drugs, but he had enough.
Four days! Bee had been acting up, giggling, whirling and chirping uncontrollably, the next he was a five year old bouncing on his wheels or clutching Sam like a teddy bear. After that, one night Bee was sitting in the garage crying refusing to be comforted or provide reason.
By the time the evening came about on the second day Sam threaten to ring up Ratchet or Optimus, just as he was about to go out with the threat, Bumblebee throw a tantrum, yes you hear me a tantrum. In the process Sam's phone was destroyed.
From there Bee's emotions were all over the place and Sam wasn't sure what to expect or do any more, he had just witnessed Bee go through a emo and gothic phrase in a hour. By the fourth day Sam decided it was best to be on base, he didn't know what Bumblebee would throw at him next, plus the neighbours were getting suspicious. With no one else able to help Sam out it was a hassle convincing and getting Bee to base and Sam would rather not get into details.
"Bee, you listening bud,"
Bee just clicked in response shuffling on his feet and Sam just sighed in response.
"Remember, stay here, don't wander off, okay?" Sam reinsured himself. " Actually, on second thought Bee wanna play a game, if you win we'll go camp together, just me and you looking at the stars."
"Let's play, let's play!" Bumblebee beeped and whirled out.
"Okay, the aim of the game is to stay here in this spot and em, find out what. The. Name. Of the fish that swallowed Jonah from the bible!"
Bumblebee wasn't impressed, but never less decided to play. As Bee's optics dimmed (a sign he was searching the internet,) Sam ran, he ran like Megatron were after him. Thankfully it was the bots' side of base or else he would had cause panic, as it was early and most of Nest had yet to have had their coffee. The hallways were empty as he ran to medbay and banged on the door.
"What is it!" Ratchet open the door, wrench in hand.
"Bee!" Sam huffed. "There's something wrong with Bee!
"What!" Ironhide roared. Where he had come from, Sam didn't know.
"Not life threatening!" Sam defused the situation, still out of breath. "He's been acting strange. I don't know what to do! I'm not sure if he's high or drunk, deaging or just going through puberty. Hell, I saw him go through the emo and gothic phrase. In. A. Hour. Bee, the sunny ball of sunshine!
Both bots took a moment to search up emo and goth whilst Sam recovered. Worry display on both their face plates as Ratchet cautiously asked.
"Sam?"
"Yes"
"Where is Bumblebee?"
Realisation dawned on Sam's face, he had forgotten about bee while getting help for him.
"I..."
"BUMBLEBEE!!!" The roar that interrupted him, he recognised it as non other than Sunstreaker's.
It was clear Bumblebee had moved onto the suicidal phrase.
Ratchet hastily picked up Sam about to rush over toward the direction of the roar when Bumblebee came into view, running with the clear intent to live, he transformed speeding past then.
Sam really should have known better. Not far behind Bee was Sunstreaker covered in slime alongside large scratches on his armor.
"GET BACK HERE YOU SLAGGING GLITCHEAD!!!"
"Sunny, Sunstreaker! You can't kill Bee! He's practically our little brother!" Sideswipe yelled, he was clinging limp from Sunstreaker's arm being dragged about.
Sunstreaker ignored him. Shaking off Sideswipe, he jumped in the air, transforming and speeding off after Bumblebee. Unfortunately for Sideswipe, he landed on his faceplates, not trying to get up or move.
Ratchet recovering from his surprise barked at Ironhide. "Ironhide, go after those two, I'll deal with Sideswipe."
Ironhide unfroze from his surprise, transforming and speeding off after Bumblebee and Sunstreaker while Ratchet put Sam down and rushed to Sideswipe.
"Sideswipe, are you okay?" Ratchet asked kneeling by the frontliner's helm with his servos on Sideswipe's back.
"Yeah, I'm okay," Sideswipe started. "But I can't feel my legs or move at all." he moaned.