Bringing Home A Baby Bumblebee
“I think I've done it,” Wheeljack says as he wheels a large machine into the command room.
Prowl presses a button, sliding protective covers over Teletraan 1. “And what does it do?”
“I’ve cracked the code for time travel.”
Optimus nods, “Alright, give us your presentation.”
As he starts to explain he fails to notice the high command scooting away. The door slides open as Bumblebee walks in.
“And if I press this button.” Wheeljack says, “It should reverse time.”
Bee freezes, comprehending what he walked into.
Wheeljack presses the button.
It starts sparking.
“Uh oh.”
As expected it explodes.
Bee raises his arms to shield his face.
He’s knocked back, landing flat on his Aft, then falls onto his back.
As his head hits the ground his optics flicker off line.
“Oh no.”
“WheelJack.” Ratchet snaps, “What have you done…”
Bee’d optics flicker back on. Seeing Jazz on his knees looking down at him he freezes. He tries to ask what happened but only a small chirp comes from his voice box.
The mechs all freeze turning to look at Bee.
Bee chirps again. Jazz scoops him into his arms, holding the quivering sparkling to his chest.
Suddenly everyone is all over him, Ratchet, Opimus, Prowl, and Wheeljack all hovering around him.
Jazz suddenly holds Bee out, handing him to Ratchet. “You take him.”
“I don't…” He takes a breath, “Bee, can you hear me?”
Bee nods slowly, still not comprehending what’s going on. His voice is gone and he’s small… looking up at Ratchet he places a tiny servo on the one holding him.
“Do you know who we are?”
Nodding again Bee chirps annoyed, why wouldn't he know who everyone is.
“Do you know what happened to you?” Ratchet asks softly, turning his back on the others.
This time the answer is no.
“You're a sparkling.” Ratchet explains calmly.
And with that Bee’s processor is thoroughly overloaded. A moment later he goes offline.
“Is he ok?” Optimus asks.
“He’ll be fine,” Ratchet waves a hand over his shoulder, “It was just too much for him.”
From where he and WheelJack are impacting the burnt out wreckage Perceptor pipes up, “Good news, I think we can reverse this.
“I’d like to take a look at it myself,” Ratchet nods, “Could you bring him to the med bay. Ask First Aid to run some scans.”
Percepter nods and gently takes the even smaller than normal minibot into his arms.
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Bee wakes up with a start. Remembering what happened he lets out a panicked honk and starts transforming.
“Well, his TCog still works.” First aid calls as he walks over to the recharge berth.
Reviving his engine Bee backs away.
First aid pauses and nods, “Alright, could you turn back?”
A moment passes. Then the little car unfolds into Bee. Arms crossed in front of his chest.
“Hey, Wheeljack and Perseptor are working on a fix. All you need to do is sit tight for a little bit.”
Grudgingly Bee nods.
A few tests, mostly to check his motor skills, latter and
First Aid is picking him up and bringing him somewhere.
Whistling Bee makes his displeasure known.
“We’re just going to the Rec room,” He explains calmly.
When they arrive the only two in the room are Red Alert and Inferno.
Inferno turns to look at them, “How’s he doing?”
Whistling at Inferno Bee waves. Red Alert turns around and gives a Bee a wave as well. Then they both turn back to what they were doing.
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The day had been going pretty smoothly. Besides, the whole thing turned into a sparkling thing. The other Bots had stopped by to see if the rumors were really true.
They are and Bee is more than happy to get passed around.
But a problem soon arose.
A Decepticon attack.
A big one. It seems that every Decepticon on earth was put on this mission.
So all the Autobots are sent out to stop them.
Leaving Bee in the security office with Red Alert. He’s taken Prowls chair and is watching the battle over Red’s shoulder.
The fight is not going well. At all. Both sides are taking a beating.
Red Alert stops moving. Optics locked on the screen. His horns flash slightly and start sparking.
That’s his glitch acting up. Chirping Bee throws himself back, and acts as scared as he can maneg. Squeaking and reaching towards the Mech.
Snapping his head over Red looks to the quivering sparkling. “Hey now.” He murmurs as he stands to comfort Bee. “They’ll be alright, Ratchet and First Aid are helping.” As he speaks his horns stop glowing and he starts to calm down. Picking Bee up he paces the room.
Bee grins into Red’s chest plate, redirection successful.
A little while later his fuel tank is reading as empty, so he starts to root around in the bag Ratchet had left them.
Before he can find anything the door slides open and Prowl walks in.
Where he’s quickly scooped up into his arms and carried off. “Sorry but we can't have you under foot right now.” Prowl’s nearly running in the halls. “Too many mechs got hurt, we need everyone who can to help.”
Wondering where he’s being taken, Bee honks and squirms on the hold.
They stop at a door. Side’s and Sunny’s room.
Bee looks up at Prowl confused.
“They’re the only two who can watch you.” Prowl looks down at him, “They promised to behave.”
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Surprisingly Sides and Sunny were surprisingly decent. They just treated him like always. They watched some human movies.
Bee got his energon, finally.
It was decent.
Until they started chasing each other around. They hit the bearth, startling Bee into transforming.
“Oh that’s adorable.”
Bee rolls back and shudders as he tries to turn back.
“Are you stuck?” Sides asks as he crouches down to Bee’s level.
Yes he’s stuck. Bee honks.
“Do you want to go to ratchet?”
Another Yes.
Sunny carefly picks him up, “You think it’s calmed down enough?”
“Probably.”
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It had been enough time and the Medbay is mostly calmed down by the time they arrive.
Blaster and Prime being the only two getting worked on. Blaster since his cassette compartment is jammed, and Optimus because he’s Optimus and refuses to get treated until everyone else is treated.
Bee whistles as they enter.
“What did you do?” Ratchet asks, turning away from the desk.
“We did nothing.” Sides says. “Bee’s stuck in alt mode.”
Ratchet nods. “Bring him here.
Bee’s set on the desk where he carefully rolls towards Ratchet.
He’s flipped onto his back and ratchet easily flips his Tcog back.
“Ok try it now.”
With a wirr Bee’s back in Mech form.
“Eyy nice one little Bee.” Blaster grins from where he’s watching.
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From her perch in the vents Lazerbeak closes her camera and settles down to wait, The mech turned sparkling would be left alone for a moment and then she would strike.
Bringing him to her boss.
Soundwave would love to get his servo’s on this.
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As it turns out Soundwave didn't love getting his servo’s on Bumblebee.
The small Bot would not stop crying.
“Desist.” Soundwave says.
Bee does not desist. Instead he cries harder and louder than before.
“No harm shall come to you.” Soundwave says.
Rumble pulls himself up next to his creator, “Why do we have him?”
Frenzy pipes up, “Yeah, where did he even come from?”
“Autobot Scout BumbleBee was turned into a Sparkling,” Soundwave explains, “Lazerbeak caught him.”
“Nope,” Frenzy backs up, “I’m not dealing with this.”
Rumble nods, “I'm out.”
With that they both run out the door and a sharp clang followed by shouting can be heard echoing down the hall.
With those two gone Ravage hops up onto the berth to get a look. He fixes Soundwave with a look.
“I will return him.” Soundwave pets his head.
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Once back with the Autobots Bee is completely done with everything. All day he’s been getting manhandled and passed around. The decepticons had been the last straw.
He couldn’t hold it together anymore.
The sparkling coding took over. Causing him to cry out for his creator.
He’s being passed from person to person, so far Jazz is doing the best at calming him down. But he’s still not happy. He just wants to be left alone…
After what feels like hours Ratchet picks up on this and slowly walks back to the medbay with him. Once they’ve rounded the corner Bee transforms and zooms ahead drifting around the next corner.
Once they reach the medbay Ratchet brings him into a recovery room, “I’ll check on Wheeljack.”
“Actually Ratchet, we can turn him back now,” Perceptor grins. “Just bring him over.”
“I’ll grab him.” Ratchet nods.
A few minutes later Bee’s sat in a glass chamber and the lever flipped. A bright flash.
“Hello? Did it work?”