Authors Note!
First off i'm soooooooo sorry it took me so long to update this chapter. this was supposed to be up 2 weekends ago! I wanted to make it longer since the last one was so short. I also ran into a few hiccups here and there; As well as computer crashing issue so I mostly use my phone.
Anyway for my BarrixBee lover trust me I plan on throwing a smidge of them in here an I think you'll REALLY like what I have in mind in the future chapter lol. As well as another story that will probably be just a 2 shot/ 2 ch.
I Also want to explain what Spark Locking is...cuase I clean made that shit up lol
Spark Locking: a very small wave length mechanism that is put on the interior back plate of a bots spark chamber. It is match to the bots 'spark mate frequency' and is tone to the exact opposite frequency cancelling the emotion. So the Bot will not know who their partner is. However, their partner will know who they are. It is unnoticeable to the wearer an is commonly used to for young femmes who have found their spark mates at to early of an age.
Lastly the next 2 chapter will be containing heavy themes of abuse and bit of suicide. I am giving a warning now an will remind you at the end of this chapter. As well I will remind you at the beginning of the other 2 chapters. If this bothers you I would advise reading with caution or not reading it.
Anyway I hope you all Enjoy!
Bumblebee cuddled deeper into Sunstreaker embrace; while waking from recharge a bit slowly. "Sunny?"
"You're finally awake I see." His voice was a bit monotone and raspy.
"I'm sorry I didn't mean to be in your personal space." She attempted to scoot away, but Sunstreaker held his grip around her waist and back struts. Softly placing his helm on top hers.
"You haven't decided yet have you?" her face plate refusing to face Sunstreaker.
"No…"
"Y-you haven't been up all-night thinking about this have you?" just her optics cut up to the mech a bit frustrated and sad with him.
"No, just about an hour."
She moved his servo from her waist and sat up beside him. Though his servo still up against her back struts. "How about we look at the pros and cons hu? Maybe that'll help you with her decision."
"Okay…"
"Well lets start with the cons; name all the bad things Sideswipe has done."
"Cheated!"
(Of course, that's would be the first one…) "Ok? What else?
"Betrayal with my rival!"
"…What else?"
"…he forgot about me…"
"Alright now all the pros!" She gave him a soft smile of reassurance.
Sunstreaker paused for a moment just to pout at Bee sass like. Averting his gaze elsewhere while thinking of the goods that Sideswipes done. " He has had my back no matter what."
"Good! What else?"
"…He makes me laugh… he cares for me…and he's an idiot…"
"Sounds like to me you figured out your answer!
"…"
"Look I know what he did was wrong but think about it Sunstreaker. It doesn't make sense for him to just up and jump to Mirage. Especially if both of you guys relationship was going well. Maybe you should hear his side of the story. Okay? I think what he has to say will make up for the trust that you have lost in him."
Sunstreaker was still second guessing his decision. (Bumblebee makes a valid point; it didn't make sense for Sideswipe to just jump gears like that). He scrunched up his brows in a bit of frustration while running his servo over his face plate.
"Sunny?" Sunstreaker yanked Bumblebee down on top of his chest.
"…S-sunny!?" He didn't reply to her; he just simply watched her faceplate light up a vibrant blue against his chest. Squeezing her tightly as his dominate servo rub her deep arch.
"Sunny…S-sunny…" He sat up keeping her on top of him. Her legs divided on each side of Sunstreaker as they folded a top of the berth. His servos settled around her hips; instantly her small servos went to his chest.
"Wait! What are you-" She stopped mid-sentence when she acknowledges his lips just mere inches from hers; his optics locked into hers. She stared wide optic in to his calm purple optics. Watching as a thin red ring started to form around his iris.
(uh oh…)
She turned her helm away from him; her servo covering her lips.
"Sunny…what…what are you do-doOOOO-!" He quickly flipped her on her backplate one servo above her shoulder; the other rested on her tank slowly gliding up and down. He stared straight at her the red ring in his optics bold.
"Everything about you still drives me crazy…An I don't know what to do about it." Bumblebees legs where still on each side Sunstreaker frame. Feeling the nervousness vibrate through Bumblebee frame; Mainly her thighs squeezing the side of his own frame.
"What? What are you talking about?" her helm rolled away from Sunstreaker pouting cute like with a bit of attitude.
"…Your smile, personality, sweetness…boldness…" His digit trailed up from her thin tank, up her chest, her neck, then resting under chin. Gently turning her face to face him; Inching closer her.
"Sunstreaker…s-st-stop…" She looked everywhere except at the mech mere inches from her faceplate. Bees lips were slightly parted; lips quivering with a mix of lust and refusal.
"Your developing frame doesn't help with this insanity." (I could feel her servos clutch into balls against my chest. The feel of her thighs squeezing tighter on my waist was sending me a little wild…and I loved it.)
"Sunstreaker what has suddenly gotten into!"
"…You and the past 2 years of the lack of you…we relapse without you…we will die without you…" His gaze finally meeting her beautiful baby blue optics.
"You're not making any sense! What are you talking about!?" He didn't say anything else; he simply kissing her forhelm, then her servo, and lastly a lingering kiss on her tank. His bottom lip softly grazing down to the top of her pelvis. Gently he got off of her and walked to their hidden room door entrance.
"Let's go, we need to find Sideswipe." He just peered over his shoulder to her as she still laid on top of the berth. Closing the door behind him giving her space.
She was venting a little heavy from his kiss marks especially the one he placed on her tank. Both her servos over her lips. (Wha…what was that! What just happen! I'm so confused…yet…I…I enjoyed that? Sunstreaker …kissed on me…And what does he mean I drive him…crazy…and all that.) her servo lingered gently over her tank still.
(I'll…h-have to ask him …l-later.) She set up slowly attempting to control her venting but, was failing. Sliding down the side of the berth as her optic began to release coolant silently crying. Bee pulled her legs to her chest and buried her helm there. Flashing back to a mission she had with Ironhide and Chromia. The day she realized just how much the tag team couple truly hated her. Bee shook the thought away and wiped the coolant from her optics. Finally getting up still trying to calm herself down and her slightly fast paced ventilation. She reached for the door and saw Sunstreaker propped up against the wall zoned out. Like he was deep in thought.
" You ready?"
He shot a quick glance at her and turned away. "Yea"
~In the twins' quarters
Sideswipe was sitting on the edge of the berth his one leg shaking quickly, antsy like. He was slumped over his servos over his helm. (Scrap! how can I prove to Sunstreaker that what happen didn't really happen. I mean it did, but it wasn't by choice and-! Who am I kidding no matter what I say! What he saw will always over power what I say. An I know too well that Mirage isn't gonna say scrap about anything…Actually, I don't think I want him to say scrap! He will just make things worse.)
The hiss of his room door brought him out of his train of though. Peering up to see Bee and Sunstreaker waltz in.
"What are you two doing here? I thought you absolutely hated me Sunstreaker? An didn't I last see you in medbay Bumblebee?"
"Weeeeeell long story short I got into with Ratchet and ran off to talk to Sunstreaker, so I could help you two out. Right Sunstreaker?"
Sunstreaker walked past Bumblebee and stood pissed off directly in front of Sideswipe. Looking down at the red mech still slouched on the berth. "…"
"…" Sideswipe looked up at his formal golden lover. Sorrow and disappointment covering his face visible for Sunstreaker to see. "Sunstreaker…I-"
"Talk…you have one fragging minute to explain. Or have you actually been with Mirage the whole time and i'm just-"
"NO! I!" Sideswipe stood up; staring Sunstreaker directly in his identic violet optics. Seeing the thin red ring go around his iris. (Man, he's beyond pissed. Then again he has every right to be.)
"This is what happen; Optimus had called Mirage and myself to his office. He said we would be the best options for reinforcement for you and Prowl. He would have sent Grimlock but that wouldn't of ended well. He debriefed us on what was going on quickly since he and a servoful of mechs were on another mission. Ratchet bridge us closed to you guys; so we went through the bridge in our alts and speed to you two. After coming up with half baked strategy we rode in silence for a minute. He said after all this was done an over with he had to talk to me solo about something important. I asked him was everything good an he just said 'it can wait till afterwards trust me' and well soon after we met with ya'll and you know that part. Fighting and what not…"
Sunstreaker was just standing their boiling. His arms folded as his fist open an closed tensely. Bumblebee walked up behind the golden twin; reminding him that she was still present. She simply whispered loud enough for just the golden twin to hear her
"Calm down, he's trying to explain it to you play by play. Ask 1 question at a time."
"Fine." He spat the words out like daggers. "What happen AFTERwards..?"
Sideswipe hesitated for a moment before continuing. "Well, afterwards when we made that mid stop during the night he asked to talk to me. He gestured for me to follow so I did. You were in recharge while prowl was going over some data pads as per usual. We went a nice little way before I said something to him.
"How far are we going to go Mirage geez. Sunny an Prowl are almost out of visual."
"Forgive me, I was in my own thoughts and just walking."
"Ya all good everyone gets like that from time to time. What's wrong though? You been trying to talk to me solo for a hot minute, but something keeps popping up. Must be important for you to pull me to the side."
"It is…" Mirage looked away from the red and silver mech. "I…I need some advice…kinda"
"Alright?"
"There is this mech I'm trying to catch." His green optic stared back to the broad yet slender frontliner. Seeing the moon light radiate off his armor. Even if it was scratched and banged up a bit.
"Okay, I'm presuming it's an Autobot" Sideswipe snickered at the red and French accented mech.
Mirage simply smiled listen to the best sound his audio ever picked up on.
"Yea, yea keep laughing. Are you going to help or what!?"
"Sorry" his laughter faded to a stop "Go ahead ask away!" Sideswipe stood there on his wheels; his right servo propped on his lightly curved hip joint.
"I'll describe him to you. So, he is about your height…" Mirage casually walked towards him.
"A reckless frontline with a twin; who is red an silver who skate around during combat…"
"Uuuuh M-mirage are you alright cause it k-kinda sounds like your-"
"Talking about you?" Mirage was standing so close to Sideswipe at this point their chest plates were lightly touching. His servo wrapped around Sideswipe waist and he grabbed his propped-up servo into his own servo. "It's cause I am"
Sideswipe pushed off and out of Mirages grasp; wobbling back. "MIRAGE! WOE! SLOW DOWN!"
"No, not this time." He swiped him right back into his arms. Sideswipe servos pressed up against Mirages chest. The Lamborghini's peds dangle off the ground. Mirage servo cuffed around his aft as he cradled him to the ground. Grabbing his servos off his chest an above the silver an red mech helm.
"WHAT THE FRAGG MIRAGE!?"
"You taunt me day in and day out, walking seductively like you don't even care. You flirt with mechs accidently. Enunciating everything perfectly with that tongue of yours, an being funny and reckless is always a plus.
"…Mirage do you hear yourself right now!?"
"I hear myself perfectly. I've been watching you since you official became a frontliner. Flaunting off your flexibility and reflexes."
"That's…that's been y-years…"
"I kept quiet watching you get all lovey dovey with other mechs…"
"Other mechs? Sunstreaker?"
"Yes him! Why him! He's you fragging brother! He's a psychopath! You can do better than him!"
"OH! LET ME GUESS WITH YOU!? THE MECH I DEEMED JUST A FRIEND! THAT'S PRACTICALLY HOLDING HOSTAGE!"
"I'M NOT LIKE YOUR CRAZY AFT BROTHER! I KNOW HOW TO LOVE YOU! I KNOW HOW TO KEEP YOU HAPPY DAMN IT! JUST LET ME PROVE IT TO YOU!"
"NO! GET THE FRAG OFF OF ME! I HAVE A MATE FOR STARTERS!" Sideswipe tried to wiggling out of his grip, but fails. Feeling mirage legs push apart his legs.
"DON'T. YOU. FRAGGING. DARE!" His fangs bared at the red Ferrari aggressively.
Mirage ignored Sideswipe demand an decided to taunt him "Hmp, oh her? You aren't seriously gonna wait for her, are you? 9 times out of 10 that ship isn't coming back. You know that she is gonna get her aft killed.
"You're pushing it beyond the fragging limit! Besides if you want to truly be with me you will have to handle Sunstreaker as well. Were 1 person in 2 separate bodies." He smiles mischievously to try an annoy the red mech; his purple optics look as mean as his twin brother. Giving him the appearance of a psychopath.
Mirage green optics simply glare at the red mech. "Sorry but no, I'm not buying that. I'll prove to you that you at the very least adore me."
"Sorry I'm not a fan girl…"
Mirage just smiled and kissed Sideswipe; keeping his servos on the mechs wrist. Feeling Sideswipe attempting to squirm away from. Unfortunately, Mirage had a firm grip on him.
"WHAT THE FRAGG SIDESWIPE!? REALLY!?"
"SUNNY! IT'S NOT WHAT YOU-!"
Sideswipe took a big intake while keeping optic contact directly with his brother. "Then that's when you showed up and …yea…That's everything that actually happen."
Sunstreaker stood there motionless for a good minute. Bumblebee stayed silent just simply peering around to Sunstreaker face. Sunstreaker stepped towards Sideswipe an pulled him in for a passionate kiss. His glossa sliding into Sideswipe mouth; the red twin accepted this affection by wrapping his arms around his brother and returning an even more passionate kiss for a long moment.
Bumblebee stood there slightly awkward. Backing up slowly to the door. (This is kind of sexy… but I'd rather leave.)
Sunstreaker broke their kiss and stared at the red mech lustful like. Sideswipe just smiled at the gold frontliner happily. "Does this mean you still love me"
"I guess I can tolerate you longer."
"FAIR ENOUGH!" Sides gave a quick kiss on Sunny lips before letting him go.
"Y-yay! Things are all good now?" Bee awkwardly smiled at the two
"I guess…I'm going to strangle Mirage when I see him…" Sunstreaker went back to his default pissed off look.
"You're not the only one Sunny."
"An I heard nothing of this! So I'm gonna go an accept my fate! Take care you two." She slid out their quarters door. She turned around on the outer frame of their door. *Sigh* she turned to leave but their room door slid open and the two pulled her back in.
"You could always stay and hang with us?" both twins looked down at her and smirk devilishly.
"UUUUH I UH…"
Sideswipe chuckled "Maybe another time sweet Bee?"
"Uuuuuh y-ye-yeah! R-ra-raincheck?" She blushed at the two an received a kiss on the cheek from the two. "G-gotta go! See ya!" she darted out the door and straight to med bay flustered. (UUUUUH! I DON'T GET THOSE TWO!)
~Medbay
"THAT YOUNGLING OF YOURS HAS DONE IT ELITA AND OPTIMUS!"
"Oh sweet primus, what has she done now?" Elita just tilted her helm with a sigh. Right at that moment Bumblebee walked through the medical doors.
"Well what timing you have Bumblebee. Why don't you tell Elita and Optimus why you are NOT in medbay? A where you ran off to…" Ratchet was furious with the young scout.
"Bumblebee?" Optimus an Elita were side by side. Looking at the guilty young femme.
"I Uuuh.." she stood there just guilty rubbing her arm to try an relax herself a bit.
"Uh is not an answer Bumblebee." Optimus voiced was stern and filled with bass. A tone she was not use to.
"I …I left to help out the twins. Ratchet said for me to stay out of it, but I refused an left… t-then. He stood in front of the exit an I…"
"You what young lady." Elita one stood her ground next to Prime her voice stern as well.
"I…I pushed him out the way and left… I know it was wrong…what I did was immature an disrespectful." She stood in front of the couple refusing to make optic contact. Her servo still rubbing her arm to try and release the tension that was being directed at her.
"Your grounded for a month. No going out driving, you'll be on security duty all month and you will be no where near the Lamborghini twins." Elita one just lightly shook her helm before regaining her composer. "Do you understand young miss?"
"Y-yes ma'am…"
"Now hop back on that berth and do as Ratchet tells you. You will be here till Ratchet himself gives us the Ok for you to leave; I don't want to hear about something like this happening ever again. Understood Bumblebee?"
"Yes ma'am" Bee walked up to Ratchet as he patted on the same berth as before. Half watching him attach the tubes and needles back into her. Not flinching or moving an inch from the medics' movements. Silently listening the beep and chirp of the machine and then from Ratchets arm monitor
"Now; actually stay put this time Bumblebee. Elita, Optimus and myself will be right outside the medbays doors." Ratchet tone was fussy like with a hint of annoyance trailing in the mix.
Optimus stood brooding at the young femme. Feeling the other 2 leave the room; he just vented at the young femme.
"I'm just curious as to why you would do all this. That was not like you at all, and it will not happen again."
"Yes sir." She sat slumped on the edge of the berth; her back plate facing prime
"Bumblebee!"
She was gonna vent but caught herself before doing so. Hopping down she faced Prime; standing at attention in front of the towering blue and red mech. "I understand Prime sir, there will be no second time."
He hated when she did this, then again, she isn't wrong. It's the 'proper' way to address him.
"Very well, head back." He turned and met with the others in the Hall. Waiting till the doors hissed closed behind him before relaxing a bit.
"This isn't like her Ratchet and you know that…"
"I know, but something isn't right. Something she isn't telling us. Why would she go to that much of an extent to simply help the twins out; it's not adding up" Ratchet rubbed his shoulder a bit. She's small but she has some force behind her.
"I feel as though she won't tell us. *heavy vent* so much has happen in the past week it's just, ugh" Elita glanced at her mate. Watching him brood in his own thoughts. "What is it love? I can see those gears turning."
"Jazz had mention earlier that somethings had occurred on the Lost Light over the past 2 years. I'll talk to her an see if we can get a few things cleared up an out the way."
"I'll come along as well honey. 2 pairs of audios are better than one."
"Very well, Ratchet stay with Bee and keep a close optic on her. If you have any problems let me know."
"Understood, I'll try and talk to her. Although I think it will be a pointless to try anything at this point." Ratchet averted his gaze from the couple to the doors, then back to them. 'Hmp…are we really surprised? Though her actions were rash, her spark was on other important things."
"Ratchet stop…I will not allow her to end up like the other femmes that have been with the Lambos. Absolutely not! I will not approve of them doing anything with her! No dates, no hugs, no kissing. Nothing. That's my daughter Ratchet." Elita stopped for a moment to collect herself.
"she is my pride and joy." Optimus rubbed Elita back plate to calm her down.
"Honestly she'll be of age soon. What are we gonna do then? Even after having to put her spark on lock she still has a thing for them. If she says she doesn't want it relocked then we can't do anything about. That and she'll find out what we did to her in the first place." Ratchet stood a bit zoned out for a moment.
"We did what we had to do for her safety. She would probably be sparked or worse if we hadn't locked her spark at such a young age" Optimus was getting exhausted of all the drama.
"SHE IS STILL TO YOUNG!" Elita was getting angry at the thought of what could of happen. "I…I want her to be happy. I know the twins love her, I know she is still the reason they are front liners. I know the two of them would love her and care for her. It's just-"
"Their literal CNA. The effects it has on them and their partners per say. However, why does it only effect the mechs or femme they are extremely intimate with. It seems things tend to go down hill when they kiss or interface. When bodily fluids are exchanged between partners; more or less." Optimus looked at Ratchet for any solutions. Instead saw the expression of fear on his face plate. "…Ratchet?"
"Aw scrap, she might already be in trouble…"
Elita gave her attention to Ratchet concerned. "What do you mean"
"When Bee was explaining to me what happen a few nights ago she told me she…"
"She what Ratchet!" Elitas servos clutched her spark nervously.
"She kissed Sideswipe to…bring him back. In the process snapping Sunstreaker out as well. Though she did not kiss him Sunstreaker.
"No…No No! She can not- …she can't…my baby" coolant began to fall from her deep blue optics; her frame having a slight shake. Suddenly hiding herself into Optimus chest; feeling his servos rub her back plate.
"Do…do you think she will…end up like the others Ratchet." Optimus stopped and held His crying mate close to him."
"I think we have a good idea of what will happen to her. However, that might explain her behavior from last night… only time will tell, it would tell really soon."
The silenced filled the atmosphere; dread pouring over the 3 bots spark. "This is enough for one day; Ratchet like I said, please keep a close eye on Bumblebee an inform me of anything that arises as strange or out of the ordinary."
"Very well Optimus. You an Elita try and get some recharge tonight."
"You as well old friend" Optimus servo remained on Elita-one back plate guiding her away from the medbay. He nodded his helm to the medic, earning a soft wave from the mech. The couple walks away to their own quarters.
Ratchet walked back into medbay looking at the young femme; who is still awake. "I'm surprised you are still awake Bumblebee."
"I'm not really tired." She sat there with her legs criss crossed a data pad in her servo. Scribbling away on the data pad.
"What are you writing down"
"…Nothing much… just thought."
Ratchet sits next to her on the berth peering at the data pad for a moment. Quickly she shut off the data pad; putting it away. Catching Ratchet a bit off guard. "Bee are you okay?"
"I'm fine, just…impatient."
"Impatient?"
"Nothing. Is there something you need from me Ratchet?"
"…No…have a good night Bumblebee."
"Night."