"Broken Sparks never truly mend, do they?"

~TFA Bumblebee Rp And Ask Blog~

[tofinallybestill]

This blog takes place a few months after the end of Transformers Animated. I, the Mun, am warning you lot right now. Bumblebee is depressed and dealing with loss. Some days are worse than others.

Some Backstory: Bumblebee is back on Earth, and yes, he is still with his team, plus Jazz. He is having a lot of difficulty with trying to... come to terms with the loss of Prowl.

No one knows why... but he just stays in his room at the old factory most of the time.

Ratchet has had to pull him out of his room fourteen times in the past month alone.

[tofinallybestill]

"Yeah. Imma play Stardew Valley." He says softly, bringing out the custom built switch sari had gifted to him.

[tofinallybestill]

"I'm feeling a bit better today... so, Im thinking of starting up a video game."

[tofinallybestill]

The former con looked at her boot camp friend and knocked on the door "bee bud it's trauma please can i come in i just want to cuddle i missed ya"

"......." The yellow mech is quiet, however, he wanders over to the door and moves to open it. It was quite clear that he had been crying. He wipes furiously at his optics.

'Dont tell them.' His spark almost stalls out at his horrible thoughts as his servo lingers over the knob. 'Do not tell the others. You don't need or deserve help. You failed Prowl and let him down when he needed you.'

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She opened the door up and scooped him up in her arms "shhhh my little bee im here" she nuzzled him gently and cradles him "everything is gonna be okay shh"

[tofinallybestill]

He hides his helm in her neck as he clings to her tightly and just begins to bawl quietly. He doesn't know who called in Trauma. He doesn't care at this point.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She kissed his helm "I'm sorry buddy but i promise you that I wont leave your side again" trauma reassured her spiritual sibling

[tofinallybestill]

He nods weakly, shifting so he was sitting normally and hiccups softly, wiping at his optics silently. "Who...?" He rasps his voice soft and quite rusty from misuse. "Who told you I needed you?"

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

"sari did" she smiled softly and nuzzled him "im making quartz n oil chip cookies" trauma wanted to cheer him up

[tofinallybestill]

"Oh." He says softly, sounding rather weak. "I.... I'm not hungry." he whispers his voice still scratchy even as he follows her out of the berthroom.

Willingly.

It was the first time in a whole month that he has left his room without being dragged out by another team member.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She held his servo gently ".. You sound it.... Have you been refueling properly lil bee?"

[tofinallybestill]

'Lie.' The voice whispers in his processor.

"Yes." He whispers softly, letting his sister lead him along. He hated lying to his sister, but he couldn't risk letting anyone know what was going on with him nor that he has not been refuelling at all.

Not even Trauma.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

"your vitals say otherwise bud" she said held a cube "do i have to do this the easy way or the hard way?" trauma asked gently as lubricant fell from her optics

[tofinallybestill]

He looks at the cube, before looking at the ground silently. "I'm... Okay. I'm just... not hungry, trauma." he rasps quietly.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She caught him before he could hit the ground and rushes to the med bay "ratch!" the dear was worried

[tofinallybestill]

Bumblebee gives a soft sigh, hating himself for letting his team and sister down. He knows what he was doing was self-destructive. However, He really didn't believe he deserved to refuel.

"Trauma?" Ratchet calls out, looking worried as he enters his medbay. "Scrap! What happened to Bee? How did you even manage to get him out of his berthroom?!"

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

"poor lil yellow t tried to starve himself!" she strokes bumblebees helm she Began getting things ready so they could work

[tofinallybestill]

"What?!" Ratchet says looking shocked, rushing to gather energon bags.

"I don't..." Bumblebee protests softly only to have old Ratchet silence him with a glare.

"If you say you don't need to refuel, Imma hit you with my wrench." The medic says firmly, finishing getting the weakened bot set up. "What would Prowl say if he saw ya like this, kid?"

That shuts Bee up and he doesn't look at either bot, now.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She sat next to him and kisses his forehead "you deserve to live do you understand deep down wasp woud want you to be alive"

[tofinallybestill]

Bee just stays quiet, feeling his spark sink in it's chamber. He knows Wasp would want him to live.

"Kid," Ratchet says softly, "You... You were bonded, weren't you." He doesn't ask this so much as states it as he scans Bee over.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She held his servo for moral support "it's okay wre here"

[tofinallybestill]

"Yeah..." He whispers faintly, clinging to his sister's servo. "My bondmate was... P-Prowl."

"Ya do know yer carrying, right?"

Bumblebee looks startled, fear digging its claws deep into his spark. "I... Am?" he asks softly in disbelief. He still sounded weak feom low energon.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

"d does that mean im.... Going to be a aunty?" she asked excited wich was adorable

[tofinallybestill]

Ratchet chuckles at Trauma's excitment. "Yep!"

Bumblebee was still trying to process what was going on. He was... sparked? The only bot he has been with was... But..?

His servo comes up to his spark chamber gently.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

"bee i am so so fragging proud of you" she kisses his forehead

[tofinallybestill]

"I..." He rasps brokenly, He missed his bondmate. Turns out Prowl left a bit of himself behind as a gift for Bumblebee. "He would have been so happy..." he whispsrs weakly to his sister.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She nodded smiling "you just recharge sweetspark" his sis reassured him

[tofinallybestill]

Bee nods weakly, letting himself drift into a light recharge.

"He has a long recovery ahead of him trauma." Ratchet says gently.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She nodded sadly "i know he does and I'll be there every step of the way way" the femme hugged ratch thanking him

[tofinallybestill]

Ratchet nods gently and gives a small sigh. "I'll go let the others know he came out on his own accord."

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She sat down next to bumblebee

[tofinallybestill]

Bumblebee purrs softly in recharge, his frame getting the energon it desperately needed from the drip Ratchet had set up for him.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

"I'll look after both of you i promise" she whispers gently

[tofinallybestill]

Bumblebee hums in his recharge, his engine still purring softly. He was very protective over where his little spark was resting now.

[tofinallybestill]

The former con looked at her boot camp friend and knocked on the door "bee bud it's trauma please can i come in i just want to cuddle i missed ya"

"......." The yellow mech is quiet, however, he wanders over to the door and moves to open it. It was quite clear that he had been crying. He wipes furiously at his optics.

'Dont tell them.' His spark almost stalls out at his horrible thoughts as his servo lingers over the knob. 'Do not tell the others. You don't need or deserve help. You failed Prowl and let him down when he needed you.'

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She opened the door up and scooped him up in her arms "shhhh my little bee im here" she nuzzled him gently and cradles him "everything is gonna be okay shh"

[tofinallybestill]

He hides his helm in her neck as he clings to her tightly and just begins to bawl quietly. He doesn't know who called in Trauma. He doesn't care at this point.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She kissed his helm "I'm sorry buddy but i promise you that I wont leave your side again" trauma reassured her spiritual sibling

[tofinallybestill]

He nods weakly, shifting so he was sitting normally and hiccups softly, wiping at his optics silently. "Who...?" He rasps his voice soft and quite rusty from misuse. "Who told you I needed you?"

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

"sari did" she smiled softly and nuzzled him "im making quartz n oil chip cookies" trauma wanted to cheer him up

[tofinallybestill]

"Oh." He says softly, sounding rather weak. "I.... I'm not hungry." he whispers his voice still scratchy even as he follows her out of the berthroom.

Willingly.

It was the first time in a whole month that he has left his room without being dragged out by another team member.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She held his servo gently ".. You sound it.... Have you been refueling properly lil bee?"

[tofinallybestill]

'Lie.' The voice whispers in his processor.

"Yes." He whispers softly, letting his sister lead him along. He hated lying to his sister, but he couldn't risk letting anyone know what was going on with him nor that he has not been refuelling at all.

Not even Trauma.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

"your vitals say otherwise bud" she said held a cube "do i have to do this the easy way or the hard way?" trauma asked gently as lubricant fell from her optics

[tofinallybestill]

He looks at the cube, before looking at the ground silently. "I'm... Okay. I'm just... not hungry, trauma." he rasps quietly.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She caught him before he could hit the ground and rushes to the med bay "ratch!" the dear was worried

[tofinallybestill]

Bumblebee gives a soft sigh, hating himself for letting his team and sister down. He knows what he was doing was self-destructive. However, He really didn't believe he deserved to refuel.

"Trauma?" Ratchet calls out, looking worried as he enters his medbay. "Scrap! What happened to Bee? How did you even manage to get him out of his berthroom?!"

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

"poor lil yellow t tried to starve himself!" she strokes bumblebees helm she Began getting things ready so they could work

[tofinallybestill]

"What?!" Ratchet says looking shocked, rushing to gather energon bags.

"I don't..." Bumblebee protests softly only to have old Ratchet silence him with a glare.

"If you say you don't need to refuel, Imma hit you with my wrench." The medic says firmly, finishing getting the weakened bot set up. "What would Prowl say if he saw ya like this, kid?"

That shuts Bee up and he doesn't look at either bot, now.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She sat next to him and kisses his forehead "you deserve to live do you understand deep down wasp woud want you to be alive"

[tofinallybestill]

Bee just stays quiet, feeling his spark sink in it's chamber. He knows Wasp would want him to live.

"Kid," Ratchet says softly, "You... You were bonded, weren't you." He doesn't ask this so much as states it as he scans Bee over.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She held his servo for moral support "it's okay wre here"

[tofinallybestill]

"Yeah..." He whispers faintly, clinging to his sister's servo. "My bondmate was... P-Prowl."

"Ya do know yer carrying, right?"

Bumblebee looks startled, fear digging its claws deep into his spark. "I... Am?" he asks softly in disbelief. He still sounded weak feom low energon.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

"d does that mean im.... Going to be a aunty?" she asked excited wich was adorable

[tofinallybestill]

Ratchet chuckles at Trauma's excitment. "Yep!"

Bumblebee was still trying to process what was going on. He was... sparked? The only bot he has been with was... But..?

His servo comes up to his spark chamber gently.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

"bee i am so so fragging proud of you" she kisses his forehead

[tofinallybestill]

"I..." He rasps brokenly, He missed his bondmate. Turns out Prowl left a bit of himself behind as a gift for Bumblebee. "He would have been so happy..." he whispsrs weakly to his sister.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She nodded smiling "you just recharge sweetspark" his sis reassured him

[tofinallybestill]

Bee nods weakly, letting himself drift into a light recharge.

"He has a long recovery ahead of him trauma." Ratchet says gently.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She nodded sadly "i know he does and I'll be there every step of the way way" the femme hugged ratch thanking him

[tofinallybestill]

Ratchet nods gently and gives a small sigh. "I'll go let the others know he came out on his own accord."

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She sat down next to bumblebee

[tofinallybestill]

Bumblebee purrs softly in recharge, his frame getting the energon it desperately needed from the drip Ratchet had set up for him.

[tofinallybestill]

The former con looked at her boot camp friend and knocked on the door "bee bud it's trauma please can i come in i just want to cuddle i missed ya"

"......." The yellow mech is quiet, however, he wanders over to the door and moves to open it. It was quite clear that he had been crying. He wipes furiously at his optics.

'Dont tell them.' His spark almost stalls out at his horrible thoughts as his servo lingers over the knob. 'Do not tell the others. You don't need or deserve help. You failed Prowl and let him down when he needed you.'

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She opened the door up and scooped him up in her arms "shhhh my little bee im here" she nuzzled him gently and cradles him "everything is gonna be okay shh"

[tofinallybestill]

He hides his helm in her neck as he clings to her tightly and just begins to bawl quietly. He doesn't know who called in Trauma. He doesn't care at this point.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She kissed his helm "I'm sorry buddy but i promise you that I wont leave your side again" trauma reassured her spiritual sibling

[tofinallybestill]

He nods weakly, shifting so he was sitting normally and hiccups softly, wiping at his optics silently. "Who...?" He rasps his voice soft and quite rusty from misuse. "Who told you I needed you?"

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

"sari did" she smiled softly and nuzzled him "im making quartz n oil chip cookies" trauma wanted to cheer him up

[tofinallybestill]

"Oh." He says softly, sounding rather weak. "I.... I'm not hungry." he whispers his voice still scratchy even as he follows her out of the berthroom.

Willingly.

It was the first time in a whole month that he has left his room without being dragged out by another team member.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She held his servo gently ".. You sound it.... Have you been refueling properly lil bee?"

[tofinallybestill]

'Lie.' The voice whispers in his processor.

"Yes." He whispers softly, letting his sister lead him along. He hated lying to his sister, but he couldn't risk letting anyone know what was going on with him nor that he has not been refuelling at all.

Not even Trauma.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

"your vitals say otherwise bud" she said held a cube "do i have to do this the easy way or the hard way?" trauma asked gently as lubricant fell from her optics

[tofinallybestill]

He looks at the cube, before looking at the ground silently. "I'm... Okay. I'm just... not hungry, trauma." he rasps quietly.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She caught him before he could hit the ground and rushes to the med bay "ratch!" the dear was worried

[tofinallybestill]

Bumblebee gives a soft sigh, hating himself for letting his team and sister down. He knows what he was doing was self-destructive. However, He really didn't believe he deserved to refuel.

"Trauma?" Ratchet calls out, looking worried as he enters his medbay. "Scrap! What happened to Bee? How did you even manage to get him out of his berthroom?!"

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

"poor lil yellow t tried to starve himself!" she strokes bumblebees helm she Began getting things ready so they could work

[tofinallybestill]

"What?!" Ratchet says looking shocked, rushing to gather energon bags.

"I don't..." Bumblebee protests softly only to have old Ratchet silence him with a glare.

"If you say you don't need to refuel, Imma hit you with my wrench." The medic says firmly, finishing getting the weakened bot set up. "What would Prowl say if he saw ya like this, kid?"

That shuts Bee up and he doesn't look at either bot, now.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She sat next to him and kisses his forehead "you deserve to live do you understand deep down wasp woud want you to be alive"

[tofinallybestill]

Bee just stays quiet, feeling his spark sink in it's chamber. He knows Wasp would want him to live.

"Kid," Ratchet says softly, "You... You were bonded, weren't you." He doesn't ask this so much as states it as he scans Bee over.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She held his servo for moral support "it's okay wre here"

[tofinallybestill]

"Yeah..." He whispers faintly, clinging to his sister's servo. "My bondmate was... P-Prowl."

"Ya do know yer carrying, right?"

Bumblebee looks startled, fear digging its claws deep into his spark. "I... Am?" he asks softly in disbelief. He still sounded weak feom low energon.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

"d does that mean im.... Going to be a aunty?" she asked excited wich was adorable

[tofinallybestill]

Ratchet chuckles at Trauma's excitment. "Yep!"

Bumblebee was still trying to process what was going on. He was... sparked? The only bot he has been with was... But..?

His servo comes up to his spark chamber gently.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

"bee i am so so fragging proud of you" she kisses his forehead

[tofinallybestill]

"I..." He rasps brokenly, He missed his bondmate. Turns out Prowl left a bit of himself behind as a gift for Bumblebee. "He would have been so happy..." he whispsrs weakly to his sister.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She nodded smiling "you just recharge sweetspark" his sis reassured him

[tofinallybestill]

Bee nods weakly, letting himself drift into a light recharge.

"He has a long recovery ahead of him trauma." Ratchet says gently.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She nodded sadly "i know he does and I'll be there every step of the way way" the femme hugged ratch thanking him

[tofinallybestill]

Ratchet nods gently and gives a small sigh. "I'll go let the others know he came out on his own accord."

[tofinallybestill]

The former con looked at her boot camp friend and knocked on the door "bee bud it's trauma please can i come in i just want to cuddle i missed ya"

"......." The yellow mech is quiet, however, he wanders over to the door and moves to open it. It was quite clear that he had been crying. He wipes furiously at his optics.

'Dont tell them.' His spark almost stalls out at his horrible thoughts as his servo lingers over the knob. 'Do not tell the others. You don't need or deserve help. You failed Prowl and let him down when he needed you.'

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She opened the door up and scooped him up in her arms "shhhh my little bee im here" she nuzzled him gently and cradles him "everything is gonna be okay shh"

[tofinallybestill]

He hides his helm in her neck as he clings to her tightly and just begins to bawl quietly. He doesn't know who called in Trauma. He doesn't care at this point.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She kissed his helm "I'm sorry buddy but i promise you that I wont leave your side again" trauma reassured her spiritual sibling

[tofinallybestill]

He nods weakly, shifting so he was sitting normally and hiccups softly, wiping at his optics silently. "Who...?" He rasps his voice soft and quite rusty from misuse. "Who told you I needed you?"

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

"sari did" she smiled softly and nuzzled him "im making quartz n oil chip cookies" trauma wanted to cheer him up

[tofinallybestill]

"Oh." He says softly, sounding rather weak. "I.... I'm not hungry." he whispers his voice still scratchy even as he follows her out of the berthroom.

Willingly.

It was the first time in a whole month that he has left his room without being dragged out by another team member.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She held his servo gently ".. You sound it.... Have you been refueling properly lil bee?"

[tofinallybestill]

'Lie.' The voice whispers in his processor.

"Yes." He whispers softly, letting his sister lead him along. He hated lying to his sister, but he couldn't risk letting anyone know what was going on with him nor that he has not been refuelling at all.

Not even Trauma.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

"your vitals say otherwise bud" she said held a cube "do i have to do this the easy way or the hard way?" trauma asked gently as lubricant fell from her optics

[tofinallybestill]

He looks at the cube, before looking at the ground silently. "I'm... Okay. I'm just... not hungry, trauma." he rasps quietly.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She caught him before he could hit the ground and rushes to the med bay "ratch!" the dear was worried

[tofinallybestill]

Bumblebee gives a soft sigh, hating himself for letting his team and sister down. He knows what he was doing was self-destructive. However, He really didn't believe he deserved to refuel.

"Trauma?" Ratchet calls out, looking worried as he enters his medbay. "Scrap! What happened to Bee? How did you even manage to get him out of his berthroom?!"

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

"poor lil yellow t tried to starve himself!" she strokes bumblebees helm she Began getting things ready so they could work

[tofinallybestill]

"What?!" Ratchet says looking shocked, rushing to gather energon bags.

"I don't..." Bumblebee protests softly only to have old Ratchet silence him with a glare.

"If you say you don't need to refuel, Imma hit you with my wrench." The medic says firmly, finishing getting the weakened bot set up. "What would Prowl say if he saw ya like this, kid?"

That shuts Bee up and he doesn't look at either bot, now.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She sat next to him and kisses his forehead "you deserve to live do you understand deep down wasp woud want you to be alive"

[tofinallybestill]

Bee just stays quiet, feeling his spark sink in it's chamber. He knows Wasp would want him to live.

"Kid," Ratchet says softly, "You... You were bonded, weren't you." He doesn't ask this so much as states it as he scans Bee over.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She held his servo for moral support "it's okay wre here"

[tofinallybestill]

"Yeah..." He whispers faintly, clinging to his sister's servo. "My bondmate was... P-Prowl."

"Ya do know yer carrying, right?"

Bumblebee looks startled, fear digging its claws deep into his spark. "I... Am?" he asks softly in disbelief. He still sounded weak feom low energon.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

"d does that mean im.... Going to be a aunty?" she asked excited wich was adorable

[tofinallybestill]

Ratchet chuckles at Trauma's excitment. "Yep!"

Bumblebee was still trying to process what was going on. He was... sparked? The only bot he has been with was... But..?

His servo comes up to his spark chamber gently.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

"bee i am so so fragging proud of you" she kisses his forehead

[tofinallybestill]

"I..." He rasps brokenly, He missed his bondmate. Turns out Prowl left a bit of himself behind as a gift for Bumblebee. "He would have been so happy..." he whispsrs weakly to his sister.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She nodded smiling "you just recharge sweetspark" his sis reassured him

[tofinallybestill]

Bee nods weakly, letting himself drift into a light recharge.

"He has a long recovery ahead of him trauma." Ratchet says gently.

[tofinallybestill]

The former con looked at her boot camp friend and knocked on the door "bee bud it's trauma please can i come in i just want to cuddle i missed ya"

"......." The yellow mech is quiet, however, he wanders over to the door and moves to open it. It was quite clear that he had been crying. He wipes furiously at his optics.

'Dont tell them.' His spark almost stalls out at his horrible thoughts as his servo lingers over the knob. 'Do not tell the others. You don't need or deserve help. You failed Prowl and let him down when he needed you.'

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She opened the door up and scooped him up in her arms "shhhh my little bee im here" she nuzzled him gently and cradles him "everything is gonna be okay shh"

[tofinallybestill]

He hides his helm in her neck as he clings to her tightly and just begins to bawl quietly. He doesn't know who called in Trauma. He doesn't care at this point.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She kissed his helm "I'm sorry buddy but i promise you that I wont leave your side again" trauma reassured her spiritual sibling

[tofinallybestill]

He nods weakly, shifting so he was sitting normally and hiccups softly, wiping at his optics silently. "Who...?" He rasps his voice soft and quite rusty from misuse. "Who told you I needed you?"

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

"sari did" she smiled softly and nuzzled him "im making quartz n oil chip cookies" trauma wanted to cheer him up

[tofinallybestill]

"Oh." He says softly, sounding rather weak. "I.... I'm not hungry." he whispers his voice still scratchy even as he follows her out of the berthroom.

Willingly.

It was the first time in a whole month that he has left his room without being dragged out by another team member.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She held his servo gently ".. You sound it.... Have you been refueling properly lil bee?"

[tofinallybestill]

'Lie.' The voice whispers in his processor.

"Yes." He whispers softly, letting his sister lead him along. He hated lying to his sister, but he couldn't risk letting anyone know what was going on with him nor that he has not been refuelling at all.

Not even Trauma.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

"your vitals say otherwise bud" she said held a cube "do i have to do this the easy way or the hard way?" trauma asked gently as lubricant fell from her optics

[tofinallybestill]

He looks at the cube, before looking at the ground silently. "I'm... Okay. I'm just... not hungry, trauma." he rasps quietly.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She caught him before he could hit the ground and rushes to the med bay "ratch!" the dear was worried

[tofinallybestill]

Bumblebee gives a soft sigh, hating himself for letting his team and sister down. He knows what he was doing was self-destructive. However, He really didn't believe he deserved to refuel.

"Trauma?" Ratchet calls out, looking worried as he enters his medbay. "Scrap! What happened to Bee? How did you even manage to get him out of his berthroom?!"

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

"poor lil yellow t tried to starve himself!" she strokes bumblebees helm she Began getting things ready so they could work

[tofinallybestill]

"What?!" Ratchet says looking shocked, rushing to gather energon bags.

"I don't..." Bumblebee protests softly only to have old Ratchet silence him with a glare.

"If you say you don't need to refuel, Imma hit you with my wrench." The medic says firmly, finishing getting the weakened bot set up. "What would Prowl say if he saw ya like this, kid?"

That shuts Bee up and he doesn't look at either bot, now.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She sat next to him and kisses his forehead "you deserve to live do you understand deep down wasp woud want you to be alive"

[tofinallybestill]

Bee just stays quiet, feeling his spark sink in it's chamber. He knows Wasp would want him to live.

"Kid," Ratchet says softly, "You... You were bonded, weren't you." He doesn't ask this so much as states it as he scans Bee over.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She held his servo for moral support "it's okay wre here"

[tofinallybestill]

"Yeah..." He whispers faintly, clinging to his sister's servo. "My bondmate was... P-Prowl."

"Ya do know yer carrying, right?"

Bumblebee looks startled, fear digging its claws deep into his spark. "I... Am?" he asks softly in disbelief. He still sounded weak feom low energon.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

"d does that mean im.... Going to be a aunty?" she asked excited wich was adorable

[tofinallybestill]

Ratchet chuckles at Trauma's excitment. "Yep!"

Bumblebee was still trying to process what was going on. He was... sparked? The only bot he has been with was... But..?

His servo comes up to his spark chamber gently.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

"bee i am so so fragging proud of you" she kisses his forehead

[tofinallybestill]

"I..." He rasps brokenly, He missed his bondmate. Turns out Prowl left a bit of himself behind as a gift for Bumblebee. "He would have been so happy..." he whispsrs weakly to his sister.

[tofinallybestill]

The former con looked at her boot camp friend and knocked on the door "bee bud it's trauma please can i come in i just want to cuddle i missed ya"

"......." The yellow mech is quiet, however, he wanders over to the door and moves to open it. It was quite clear that he had been crying. He wipes furiously at his optics.

'Dont tell them.' His spark almost stalls out at his horrible thoughts as his servo lingers over the knob. 'Do not tell the others. You don't need or deserve help. You failed Prowl and let him down when he needed you.'

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She opened the door up and scooped him up in her arms "shhhh my little bee im here" she nuzzled him gently and cradles him "everything is gonna be okay shh"

[tofinallybestill]

He hides his helm in her neck as he clings to her tightly and just begins to bawl quietly. He doesn't know who called in Trauma. He doesn't care at this point.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She kissed his helm "I'm sorry buddy but i promise you that I wont leave your side again" trauma reassured her spiritual sibling

[tofinallybestill]

He nods weakly, shifting so he was sitting normally and hiccups softly, wiping at his optics silently. "Who...?" He rasps his voice soft and quite rusty from misuse. "Who told you I needed you?"

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

"sari did" she smiled softly and nuzzled him "im making quartz n oil chip cookies" trauma wanted to cheer him up

[tofinallybestill]

"Oh." He says softly, sounding rather weak. "I.... I'm not hungry." he whispers his voice still scratchy even as he follows her out of the berthroom.

Willingly.

It was the first time in a whole month that he has left his room without being dragged out by another team member.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She held his servo gently ".. You sound it.... Have you been refueling properly lil bee?"

[tofinallybestill]

'Lie.' The voice whispers in his processor.

"Yes." He whispers softly, letting his sister lead him along. He hated lying to his sister, but he couldn't risk letting anyone know what was going on with him nor that he has not been refuelling at all.

Not even Trauma.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

"your vitals say otherwise bud" she said held a cube "do i have to do this the easy way or the hard way?" trauma asked gently as lubricant fell from her optics

[tofinallybestill]

He looks at the cube, before looking at the ground silently. "I'm... Okay. I'm just... not hungry, trauma." he rasps quietly.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She caught him before he could hit the ground and rushes to the med bay "ratch!" the dear was worried

[tofinallybestill]

Bumblebee gives a soft sigh, hating himself for letting his team and sister down. He knows what he was doing was self-destructive. However, He really didn't believe he deserved to refuel.

"Trauma?" Ratchet calls out, looking worried as he enters his medbay. "Scrap! What happened to Bee? How did you even manage to get him out of his berthroom?!"

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

"poor lil yellow t tried to starve himself!" she strokes bumblebees helm she Began getting things ready so they could work

[tofinallybestill]

"What?!" Ratchet says looking shocked, rushing to gather energon bags.

"I don't..." Bumblebee protests softly only to have old Ratchet silence him with a glare.

"If you say you don't need to refuel, Imma hit you with my wrench." The medic says firmly, finishing getting the weakened bot set up. "What would Prowl say if he saw ya like this, kid?"

That shuts Bee up and he doesn't look at either bot, now.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She sat next to him and kisses his forehead "you deserve to live do you understand deep down wasp woud want you to be alive"

[tofinallybestill]

Bee just stays quiet, feeling his spark sink in it's chamber. He knows Wasp would want him to live.

"Kid," Ratchet says softly, "You... You were bonded, weren't you." He doesn't ask this so much as states it as he scans Bee over.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She held his servo for moral support "it's okay wre here"

[tofinallybestill]

"Yeah..." He whispers faintly, clinging to his sister's servo. "My bondmate was... P-Prowl."

"Ya do know yer carrying, right?"

Bumblebee looks startled, fear digging its claws deep into his spark. "I... Am?" he asks softly in disbelief. He still sounded weak feom low energon.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

"d does that mean im.... Going to be a aunty?" she asked excited wich was adorable

[tofinallybestill]

Ratchet chuckles at Trauma's excitment. "Yep!"

Bumblebee was still trying to process what was going on. He was... sparked? The only bot he has been with was... But..?

His servo comes up to his spark chamber gently.

[tofinallybestill]

The former con looked at her boot camp friend and knocked on the door "bee bud it's trauma please can i come in i just want to cuddle i missed ya"

"......." The yellow mech is quiet, however, he wanders over to the door and moves to open it. It was quite clear that he had been crying. He wipes furiously at his optics.

'Dont tell them.' His spark almost stalls out at his horrible thoughts as his servo lingers over the knob. 'Do not tell the others. You don't need or deserve help. You failed Prowl and let him down when he needed you.'

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She opened the door up and scooped him up in her arms "shhhh my little bee im here" she nuzzled him gently and cradles him "everything is gonna be okay shh"

[tofinallybestill]

He hides his helm in her neck as he clings to her tightly and just begins to bawl quietly. He doesn't know who called in Trauma. He doesn't care at this point.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She kissed his helm "I'm sorry buddy but i promise you that I wont leave your side again" trauma reassured her spiritual sibling

[tofinallybestill]

He nods weakly, shifting so he was sitting normally and hiccups softly, wiping at his optics silently. "Who...?" He rasps his voice soft and quite rusty from misuse. "Who told you I needed you?"

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

"sari did" she smiled softly and nuzzled him "im making quartz n oil chip cookies" trauma wanted to cheer him up

[tofinallybestill]

"Oh." He says softly, sounding rather weak. "I.... I'm not hungry." he whispers his voice still scratchy even as he follows her out of the berthroom.

Willingly.

It was the first time in a whole month that he has left his room without being dragged out by another team member.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She held his servo gently ".. You sound it.... Have you been refueling properly lil bee?"

[tofinallybestill]

'Lie.' The voice whispers in his processor.

"Yes." He whispers softly, letting his sister lead him along. He hated lying to his sister, but he couldn't risk letting anyone know what was going on with him nor that he has not been refuelling at all.

Not even Trauma.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

"your vitals say otherwise bud" she said held a cube "do i have to do this the easy way or the hard way?" trauma asked gently as lubricant fell from her optics

[tofinallybestill]

He looks at the cube, before looking at the ground silently. "I'm... Okay. I'm just... not hungry, trauma." he rasps quietly.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She caught him before he could hit the ground and rushes to the med bay "ratch!" the dear was worried

[tofinallybestill]

Bumblebee gives a soft sigh, hating himself for letting his team and sister down. He knows what he was doing was self-destructive. However, He really didn't believe he deserved to refuel.

"Trauma?" Ratchet calls out, looking worried as he enters his medbay. "Scrap! What happened to Bee? How did you even manage to get him out of his berthroom?!"

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

"poor lil yellow t tried to starve himself!" she strokes bumblebees helm she Began getting things ready so they could work

[tofinallybestill]

"What?!" Ratchet says looking shocked, rushing to gather energon bags.

"I don't..." Bumblebee protests softly only to have old Ratchet silence him with a glare.

"If you say you don't need to refuel, Imma hit you with my wrench." The medic says firmly, finishing getting the weakened bot set up. "What would Prowl say if he saw ya like this, kid?"

That shuts Bee up and he doesn't look at either bot, now.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She sat next to him and kisses his forehead "you deserve to live do you understand deep down wasp woud want you to be alive"

[tofinallybestill]

Bee just stays quiet, feeling his spark sink in it's chamber. He knows Wasp would want him to live.

"Kid," Ratchet says softly, "You... You were bonded, weren't you." He doesn't ask this so much as states it as he scans Bee over.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She held his servo for moral support "it's okay wre here"

[tofinallybestill]

"Yeah..." He whispers faintly, clinging to his sister's servo. "My bondmate was... P-Prowl."

"Ya do know yer carrying, right?"

Bumblebee looks startled, fear digging its claws deep into his spark. "I... Am?" he asks softly in disbelief. He still sounded weak feom low energon.

[tofinallybestill]

The former con looked at her boot camp friend and knocked on the door "bee bud it's trauma please can i come in i just want to cuddle i missed ya"

"......." The yellow mech is quiet, however, he wanders over to the door and moves to open it. It was quite clear that he had been crying. He wipes furiously at his optics.

'Dont tell them.' His spark almost stalls out at his horrible thoughts as his servo lingers over the knob. 'Do not tell the others. You don't need or deserve help. You failed Prowl and let him down when he needed you.'

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She opened the door up and scooped him up in her arms "shhhh my little bee im here" she nuzzled him gently and cradles him "everything is gonna be okay shh"

[tofinallybestill]

He hides his helm in her neck as he clings to her tightly and just begins to bawl quietly. He doesn't know who called in Trauma. He doesn't care at this point.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She kissed his helm "I'm sorry buddy but i promise you that I wont leave your side again" trauma reassured her spiritual sibling

[tofinallybestill]

He nods weakly, shifting so he was sitting normally and hiccups softly, wiping at his optics silently. "Who...?" He rasps his voice soft and quite rusty from misuse. "Who told you I needed you?"

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

"sari did" she smiled softly and nuzzled him "im making quartz n oil chip cookies" trauma wanted to cheer him up

[tofinallybestill]

"Oh." He says softly, sounding rather weak. "I.... I'm not hungry." he whispers his voice still scratchy even as he follows her out of the berthroom.

Willingly.

It was the first time in a whole month that he has left his room without being dragged out by another team member.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She held his servo gently ".. You sound it.... Have you been refueling properly lil bee?"

[tofinallybestill]

'Lie.' The voice whispers in his processor.

"Yes." He whispers softly, letting his sister lead him along. He hated lying to his sister, but he couldn't risk letting anyone know what was going on with him nor that he has not been refuelling at all.

Not even Trauma.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

"your vitals say otherwise bud" she said held a cube "do i have to do this the easy way or the hard way?" trauma asked gently as lubricant fell from her optics

[tofinallybestill]

He looks at the cube, before looking at the ground silently. "I'm... Okay. I'm just... not hungry, trauma." he rasps quietly.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She caught him before he could hit the ground and rushes to the med bay "ratch!" the dear was worried

[tofinallybestill]

Bumblebee gives a soft sigh, hating himself for letting his team and sister down. He knows what he was doing was self-destructive. However, He really didn't believe he deserved to refuel.

"Trauma?" Ratchet calls out, looking worried as he enters his medbay. "Scrap! What happened to Bee? How did you even manage to get him out of his berthroom?!"

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

"poor lil yellow t tried to starve himself!" she strokes bumblebees helm she Began getting things ready so they could work

[tofinallybestill]

"What?!" Ratchet says looking shocked, rushing to gather energon bags.

"I don't..." Bumblebee protests softly only to have old Ratchet silence him with a glare.

"If you say you don't need to refuel, Imma hit you with my wrench." The medic says firmly, finishing getting the weakened bot set up. "What would Prowl say if he saw ya like this, kid?"

That shuts Bee up and he doesn't look at either bot, now.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She sat next to him and kisses his forehead "you deserve to live do you understand deep down wasp woud want you to be alive"

[tofinallybestill]

Bee just stays quiet, feeling his spark sink in it's chamber. He knows Wasp would want him to live.

"Kid," Ratchet says softly, "You... You were bonded, weren't you." He doesn't ask this so much as states it as he scans Bee over.

[tofinallybestill]

The former con looked at her boot camp friend and knocked on the door "bee bud it's trauma please can i come in i just want to cuddle i missed ya"

"......." The yellow mech is quiet, however, he wanders over to the door and moves to open it. It was quite clear that he had been crying. He wipes furiously at his optics.

'Dont tell them.' His spark almost stalls out at his horrible thoughts as his servo lingers over the knob. 'Do not tell the others. You don't need or deserve help. You failed Prowl and let him down when he needed you.'

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She opened the door up and scooped him up in her arms "shhhh my little bee im here" she nuzzled him gently and cradles him "everything is gonna be okay shh"

[tofinallybestill]

He hides his helm in her neck as he clings to her tightly and just begins to bawl quietly. He doesn't know who called in Trauma. He doesn't care at this point.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She kissed his helm "I'm sorry buddy but i promise you that I wont leave your side again" trauma reassured her spiritual sibling

[tofinallybestill]

He nods weakly, shifting so he was sitting normally and hiccups softly, wiping at his optics silently. "Who...?" He rasps his voice soft and quite rusty from misuse. "Who told you I needed you?"

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

"sari did" she smiled softly and nuzzled him "im making quartz n oil chip cookies" trauma wanted to cheer him up

[tofinallybestill]

"Oh." He says softly, sounding rather weak. "I.... I'm not hungry." he whispers his voice still scratchy even as he follows her out of the berthroom.

Willingly.

It was the first time in a whole month that he has left his room without being dragged out by another team member.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She held his servo gently ".. You sound it.... Have you been refueling properly lil bee?"

[tofinallybestill]

'Lie.' The voice whispers in his processor.

"Yes." He whispers softly, letting his sister lead him along. He hated lying to his sister, but he couldn't risk letting anyone know what was going on with him nor that he has not been refuelling at all.

Not even Trauma.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

"your vitals say otherwise bud" she said held a cube "do i have to do this the easy way or the hard way?" trauma asked gently as lubricant fell from her optics

[tofinallybestill]

He looks at the cube, before looking at the ground silently. "I'm... Okay. I'm just... not hungry, trauma." he rasps quietly.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She caught him before he could hit the ground and rushes to the med bay "ratch!" the dear was worried

[tofinallybestill]

Bumblebee gives a soft sigh, hating himself for letting his team and sister down. He knows what he was doing was self-destructive. However, He really didn't believe he deserved to refuel.

"Trauma?" Ratchet calls out, looking worried as he enters his medbay. "Scrap! What happened to Bee? How did you even manage to get him out of his berthroom?!"

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

"poor lil yellow t tried to starve himself!" she strokes bumblebees helm she Began getting things ready so they could work

[tofinallybestill]

"What?!" Ratchet says looking shocked, rushing to gather energon bags.

"I don't..." Bumblebee protests softly only to have old Ratchet silence him with a glare.

"If you say you don't need to refuel, Imma hit you with my wrench." The medic says firmly, finishing getting the weakened bot set up. "What would Prowl say if he saw ya like this, kid?"

That shuts Bee up and he doesn't look at either bot, now.

[tofinallybestill]

The former con looked at her boot camp friend and knocked on the door "bee bud it's trauma please can i come in i just want to cuddle i missed ya"

"......." The yellow mech is quiet, however, he wanders over to the door and moves to open it. It was quite clear that he had been crying. He wipes furiously at his optics.

'Dont tell them.' His spark almost stalls out at his horrible thoughts as his servo lingers over the knob. 'Do not tell the others. You don't need or deserve help. You failed Prowl and let him down when he needed you.'

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She opened the door up and scooped him up in her arms "shhhh my little bee im here" she nuzzled him gently and cradles him "everything is gonna be okay shh"

[tofinallybestill]

He hides his helm in her neck as he clings to her tightly and just begins to bawl quietly. He doesn't know who called in Trauma. He doesn't care at this point.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She kissed his helm "I'm sorry buddy but i promise you that I wont leave your side again" trauma reassured her spiritual sibling

[tofinallybestill]

He nods weakly, shifting so he was sitting normally and hiccups softly, wiping at his optics silently. "Who...?" He rasps his voice soft and quite rusty from misuse. "Who told you I needed you?"

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

"sari did" she smiled softly and nuzzled him "im making quartz n oil chip cookies" trauma wanted to cheer him up

[tofinallybestill]

"Oh." He says softly, sounding rather weak. "I.... I'm not hungry." he whispers his voice still scratchy even as he follows her out of the berthroom.

Willingly.

It was the first time in a whole month that he has left his room without being dragged out by another team member.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She held his servo gently ".. You sound it.... Have you been refueling properly lil bee?"

[tofinallybestill]

'Lie.' The voice whispers in his processor.

"Yes." He whispers softly, letting his sister lead him along. He hated lying to his sister, but he couldn't risk letting anyone know what was going on with him nor that he has not been refuelling at all.

Not even Trauma.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

"your vitals say otherwise bud" she said held a cube "do i have to do this the easy way or the hard way?" trauma asked gently as lubricant fell from her optics

[tofinallybestill]

He looks at the cube, before looking at the ground silently. "I'm... Okay. I'm just... not hungry, trauma." he rasps quietly.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She caught him before he could hit the ground and rushes to the med bay "ratch!" the dear was worried

[tofinallybestill]

Bumblebee gives a soft sigh, hating himself for letting his team and sister down. He knows what he was doing was self-destructive. However, He really didn't believe he deserved to refuel.

"Trauma?" Ratchet calls out, looking worried as he enters his medbay. "Scrap! What happened to Bee? How did you even manage to get him out of his berthroom?!"

[tofinallybestill]

The former con looked at her boot camp friend and knocked on the door "bee bud it's trauma please can i come in i just want to cuddle i missed ya"

"......." The yellow mech is quiet, however, he wanders over to the door and moves to open it. It was quite clear that he had been crying. He wipes furiously at his optics.

'Dont tell them.' His spark almost stalls out at his horrible thoughts as his servo lingers over the knob. 'Do not tell the others. You don't need or deserve help. You failed Prowl and let him down when he needed you.'

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She opened the door up and scooped him up in her arms "shhhh my little bee im here" she nuzzled him gently and cradles him "everything is gonna be okay shh"

[tofinallybestill]

He hides his helm in her neck as he clings to her tightly and just begins to bawl quietly. He doesn't know who called in Trauma. He doesn't care at this point.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She kissed his helm "I'm sorry buddy but i promise you that I wont leave your side again" trauma reassured her spiritual sibling

[tofinallybestill]

He nods weakly, shifting so he was sitting normally and hiccups softly, wiping at his optics silently. "Who...?" He rasps his voice soft and quite rusty from misuse. "Who told you I needed you?"

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

"sari did" she smiled softly and nuzzled him "im making quartz n oil chip cookies" trauma wanted to cheer him up

[tofinallybestill]

"Oh." He says softly, sounding rather weak. "I.... I'm not hungry." he whispers his voice still scratchy even as he follows her out of the berthroom.

Willingly.

It was the first time in a whole month that he has left his room without being dragged out by another team member.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She held his servo gently ".. You sound it.... Have you been refueling properly lil bee?"

[tofinallybestill]

'Lie.' The voice whispers in his processor.

"Yes." He whispers softly, letting his sister lead him along. He hated lying to his sister, but he couldn't risk letting anyone know what was going on with him nor that he has not been refuelling at all.

Not even Trauma.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

"your vitals say otherwise bud" she said held a cube "do i have to do this the easy way or the hard way?" trauma asked gently as lubricant fell from her optics

[tofinallybestill]

He looks at the cube, before looking at the ground silently. "I'm... Okay. I'm just... not hungry, trauma." he rasps quietly.

[tofinallybestill]

The former con looked at her boot camp friend and knocked on the door "bee bud it's trauma please can i come in i just want to cuddle i missed ya"

"......." The yellow mech is quiet, however, he wanders over to the door and moves to open it. It was quite clear that he had been crying. He wipes furiously at his optics.

'Dont tell them.' His spark almost stalls out at his horrible thoughts as his servo lingers over the knob. 'Do not tell the others. You don't need or deserve help. You failed Prowl and let him down when he needed you.'

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She opened the door up and scooped him up in her arms "shhhh my little bee im here" she nuzzled him gently and cradles him "everything is gonna be okay shh"

[tofinallybestill]

He hides his helm in her neck as he clings to her tightly and just begins to bawl quietly. He doesn't know who called in Trauma. He doesn't care at this point.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She kissed his helm "I'm sorry buddy but i promise you that I wont leave your side again" trauma reassured her spiritual sibling

[tofinallybestill]

He nods weakly, shifting so he was sitting normally and hiccups softly, wiping at his optics silently. "Who...?" He rasps his voice soft and quite rusty from misuse. "Who told you I needed you?"

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

"sari did" she smiled softly and nuzzled him "im making quartz n oil chip cookies" trauma wanted to cheer him up

[tofinallybestill]

"Oh." He says softly, sounding rather weak. "I.... I'm not hungry." he whispers his voice still scratchy even as he follows her out of the berthroom.

Willingly.

It was the first time in a whole month that he has left his room without being dragged out by another team member.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She held his servo gently ".. You sound it.... Have you been refueling properly lil bee?"

[tofinallybestill]

'Lie.' The voice whispers in his processor.

"Yes." He whispers softly, letting his sister lead him along. He hated lying to his sister, but he couldn't risk letting anyone know what was going on with him nor that he has not been refuelling at all.

Not even Trauma.

[tofinallybestill]

The former con looked at her boot camp friend and knocked on the door "bee bud it's trauma please can i come in i just want to cuddle i missed ya"

"......." The yellow mech is quiet, however, he wanders over to the door and moves to open it. It was quite clear that he had been crying. He wipes furiously at his optics.

'Dont tell them.' His spark almost stalls out at his horrible thoughts as his servo lingers over the knob. 'Do not tell the others. You don't need or deserve help. You failed Prowl and let him down when he needed you.'

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She opened the door up and scooped him up in her arms "shhhh my little bee im here" she nuzzled him gently and cradles him "everything is gonna be okay shh"

[tofinallybestill]

He hides his helm in her neck as he clings to her tightly and just begins to bawl quietly. He doesn't know who called in Trauma. He doesn't care at this point.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She kissed his helm "I'm sorry buddy but i promise you that I wont leave your side again" trauma reassured her spiritual sibling

[tofinallybestill]

He nods weakly, shifting so he was sitting normally and hiccups softly, wiping at his optics silently. "Who...?" He rasps his voice soft and quite rusty from misuse. "Who told you I needed you?"

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

"sari did" she smiled softly and nuzzled him "im making quartz n oil chip cookies" trauma wanted to cheer him up

[tofinallybestill]

"Oh." He says softly, sounding rather weak. "I.... I'm not hungry." he whispers his voice still scratchy even as he follows her out of the berthroom.

Willingly.

It was the first time in a whole month that he has left his room without being dragged out by another team member.

[tofinallybestill]

The former con looked at her boot camp friend and knocked on the door "bee bud it's trauma please can i come in i just want to cuddle i missed ya"

"......." The yellow mech is quiet, however, he wanders over to the door and moves to open it. It was quite clear that he had been crying. He wipes furiously at his optics.

'Dont tell them.' His spark almost stalls out at his horrible thoughts as his servo lingers over the knob. 'Do not tell the others. You don't need or deserve help. You failed Prowl and let him down when he needed you.'

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She opened the door up and scooped him up in her arms "shhhh my little bee im here" she nuzzled him gently and cradles him "everything is gonna be okay shh"

[tofinallybestill]

He hides his helm in her neck as he clings to her tightly and just begins to bawl quietly. He doesn't know who called in Trauma. He doesn't care at this point.

[ambulance-mom-deactivated202601]

She kissed his helm "I'm sorry buddy but i promise you that I wont leave your side again" trauma reassured her spiritual sibling

[tofinallybestill]

He nods weakly, shifting so he was sitting normally and hiccups softly, wiping at his optics silently. "Who...?" He rasps his voice soft and quite rusty from misuse. "Who told you I needed you?"