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Bee: and this is why lasagna is a salad.

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Megatron, thinking about murder
Bee: and this is why lasagna is a salad.
deceptibee and dadwave
He got stuck with the worst yappers ever
Alley melody
Not opposed to the idea of Deceptibee, but I feel like it's not angsty enough, so let's make it worse.
Bee leaves with Megatron when he and the highguard are banished, and things are OK for a while. Bee is still a bit of a bumbling mess (pun intended), but the decepticons can't really do anything about it because he's with Megatron.
Megs is getting stressed though. Leadership is tough, a lot is expected of him, and he needs to be a lot more mature, which doesn't work so well with Bee fucking about next to him all the time. Megs starts to feel that Bee is just like Optimus; reckless, accident prone...weak.
He's growing more and more bitter as time passes, and Bee goes from being a friend, to being a reminder.
Its not too long after that when Bee messes up again, says something he shouldnt have, and Megatron is out of patience. He's done saving Bee too.
When the autobots find Bee, he's in shock. Eyes wide and absent, sat in the middle of an abandoned base with energon oozing from his throat. They take him back home, and he doesn't say a word.
Not that he could if he wanted to.
I think Deceptibee AU fans should consider the hilarious potential of a Starscream and Bee dynamic in this kind of situation—
A little writing for this au by @yuukirita, the brainrot...it's killing me...take this and save urself... I'll write more, probably.
B-127 hurts, he’s bleeding on the rough ground of Cybertron itself. Or is he? Why is he bleeding, anyways?
There was a fight, he thinks, maybe. B-127 remembers, the Decepticon were setting base on a stray planet, to refuel? Yes, probably, they were low on energon. At some point, Autobots appeared, Optimus was there too! Megatron and he were shouting at each other for a while.
B-127 never really liked it when they fought, Elita wasn’t even here this time.
There’s shouting again, not at him, though. They sound panicked, did someone get hurt real bad? Did he get hurt real bad?
There was someone moving him, their touch was nice, rough hands, but gentle.
Dee?
Right then, B-127 was struck with a realization that maybe, just maybe, he might be dying. It’s getting dark, and he can’t see.
No, no, he can’t die. He’s not leaving Dee alone, how would he know to get back to recharge after another bad dream? What about Orion? Elita? Steve 2.0? His body was being lifted up, and more shouting and loud noises, but it was fading away. His already blacked-out screen beeps with frantic error pop-ups, notifying how his system is shutting down one-by-one.
It’s getting very, very cold. B-127 still can’t see.
B-127 still wants to hang out with his friends for a little longer.
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Inside a long-abandoned, dusty trash bin, a small bot activates.
Small video of one of the ao3 stories I recently read
@yuukirita
Love you're fanfic can't wait for more chapters!
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