Some sketches of the sillies (and Sentinel) cause I was bored.
I would also like to state that I made a mistake in what type of bee Bumblebee is. I thought bumblebee was just another name for a Honey bee but NOPE! They are entirely separate species. Sooo yeah, Bumblebee is a bumblebee drone, and in light of some recent research I did (looking stuff up on the internet.) Male bumblebees are actually pretty self sufficient lol.
Anyways! Here’s some more lore if anyone is interested.
When Sentinel first came back to earth it was not pretty.
He was repulsed by what Bumblebee and Blitzwing had become, and constantly reminded them of how grotesque their frames were, but a majority of the insults were surface level, nothing either of them couldn’t shake off.
But of course all it took was for Prowl to put on a documentary about insects and Sentinel was suddenly armed with way to much ammunition to use against them.
He started with Bumblebee, who was continually called useless and a burden to himself and the rest of the team. Often saying that it was oh so fitting that Bumblebee was turned into a Drone instead of a worker, though he would probably be more productive as one.
Contrary to Sentinel’s claims, Prowl (who had watched the whole documentary.) was able to come up with several ways Bumblebee was indeed useful, and told him that no one on this team cares about Sentinels opinion.
Sentinel, seeing how the rest of the team was not siding with him, went after someone who was even less capable of challenging his authority.
Because of Blitzwing’s status as an ex-decepticon, and effort to defend himself could be seen as an act of defiance and/or treason. All he could do was kept his mouth shut while Sentinel sneered at him. Sentinel didn’t actually know if Blitzwing was a Queen ant or not, but it was a 50/50 shot and those odds were higher enough for him.
He caught the Mech alone, and told Blitzwing how there was clearly only one reason team prime kept him around, grabbed his antenna and extra limbs before yanking Blitz closer further prove his point. Blitzwing’s self control nearly slipped, almost punching Sentinel straight in the jaw but knowing very well what the consequences would be.
Bumblebee came in the room as soon as Blitzwing couldn’t take another minute of this psychological torture and bolted out the door, coolent dripping from his optics.
A couple months after that Sentinel was captured by Black arachnida, who was all too happy to fuse him with the most disgusting creature she could find.
After she disposed of him, Bee and Blitz let him have it!
The tables where flipped and seeing Bumblebee and Blitzwing finally get to scorn Sentinel was a euphoric experience for everyone except the bot who was currently part roach.
He’s been demoted now, and assigned to work FOR Optimus.
And Bumblebee and Blitzwing bully him at every turn, because now they have to upper hand and they are not going to let him regret it.
Could you please make a short story of tfa blitzbee.
About blitzeing being all overprotective of Bee during his pregnancy. Bee get annoying of it.
“Icestorm, please, I can pick it up myself. Its not even heavy,” Bumblebee sighed as he felt his conjunx reach to grab the box he was holding.
Was it a little heavy? Yes. Was he going to tell his conjunx that and have him even more worried and protective than he is now? Absolutely not.
“For the all spark ice, I’m okay,” he huffed feeling a mood swing coming on.
Icestorm registered the flux in em field as soon as it happened and opted to pick up his spark who was holding the box.
Just as Bee’s ankle strut gave out and he almost fell.
“My love, please,” Icestorm exhaled in relief, “Let me take care of you. I don’t think you’re weak my love, you’re carrying our sparkling, our future. I could, personally would never, do that.”
Bumblebee took a moment from his shock to glare at his conjunx before leaning his helmet on the beige shoulder plating and venting deeply. His servo rubbing the large expanse of his still growing mesh tanks as their sparkling shifted uncomfortably inside him.
While he was able to carry such a large sparkling it wasn’t without pain, exhaustion and turmoil on his small frame.
He peaked at the swollen ankle struts struggling to keep his mesh protected. The shell of his metal creaking with every step Icestorm took, his plump mesh breasts painfully begging to be released from his chassis.
He needed to see Knockout and Breakdown before the two love avians get hitched and enjoy a conjunxing ceremony off cybertron.
“First thing during the solar rise, we’re going to see Hook. I’m putting my pede thruster in the air when I vox this my love. I know you can handle our bitty, but you need help with the changes. Please?”
With a heavy vent Bumblebee didn’t protest.
He knew enough to allow Hook the chance of enforcing his plating with strengthener and check on their bitties progress. Not to mention loosen a couple screws on his hip plating and even check on his wing span.
Icestorm was a typical seeker but he was mixed with insecticon. Not unusual for the lower castes that were from the outskirt territories but him being a mini sparked with a militia seekers offspring could cause problems.
One of the key issues being his lack of ability to join the skies with Icestorm now.
“You know i’ve become…more protective because of the coding right my love?”
After a thrum of silence, Bee lifted his servo to rub along the sleek blue jaw he’s desperately in love with.
“Yes,” he whispered, letting his field reach into Icestorms, their bitty reacting and wildly floating their own as much as their tired signature could.
The feeling exhausted Bee even more and he didn’t put up a fight when Icestorm took the box of blankets and set it to the side in their room.
They both glanced at the attached nursery, the warm hues of deep violets reached into their red and orange room. Their theme was more of a rich solar set color while their sparklings room would be the eclipse.
“Recharge, my love,” Icestorm whispered into his audial. “Come solar rise, we’ll be looking at our sparkling’s progress and later in the cycle, we’ll hear news of the peace talks the new Magnus will share with Mega-16,” Icestorm smiled.
The thought of their sparkling being emerged on the slipping cusp of war terrified them both.
Icestorm was one of the top lieutenants for his friend Meg-16 so they would be in the room when the new Magnus, a young bot a few orbital cycles older than Bee going by Ultra, would come and state his terms to the peace talks.
Well, Icestorm would be standing in the room while Bee would be sitting just outside watching through the glass. He along with the other carrying and carrier mechs and femmes would be protected and the first to run to safety if things go awry.
“Mm, just think my love. Come tomorrow the fear of war will be one step closer to being over and our sparkling will only know stories of tension and not the horrors we once grew up with,” Icestorm smiled.
He nuzzled into his conjunxs helm, rubbing his swollen tanks that thrummed with growing life.
He looked to the large window above their berth, imagining the setting orange solar turned bright blue solar as he and his love soared the skies with their bitty.
He wouldn’t mind sparking his love a few more times so they could have a trine or two.
Things seemed so close to his reaching servo as he held the vision in his clawed palms. Both to the skies and around his conjunx.
But that vision could never be.
For Icestorm no longer existed.
Their bitty never grew to see the solar rise and his love, his sparks..were gone..
“Come..Blitzwing..I cannot allow you to self damage as you mourn. Look to the stars, speak with your spark there,” Megatron wisely informed as he nodded to his lieutenant.
With a final vent, he transformed in silence.
Their liege now led them to a planet.
One he was unfamiliar with.
A place they located the All-sparks signature.
A place..called Earth.
To the person who asked me for blitzbee angst a LONG time ago, this is also for you
