Bumblebee x (female) reader - Revenge Of The Fallen

Good Decepticons?

Mikaela turned on her heels and walked back out of the room, Sam following close behind. It was an awkward silence between the rest of us. "So..." Leo tries awkwardly. I didn't say anything, turning around to keep exploring until Sam and Mikaela came back. It doesn't take long for them to return and Mikaela is carrying a large metal box. "Let me out!" Someone screamed from the inside. "This is going to be a little bit sad." She warned, taking off the lock. "Open it." Sam ordered and not even a second later a small Decepticon jumped out, screaming at all of us. "I will have so many Decepticons on your butt!" It roared, trying to get to me, holding its arms out towards me. "Hey, behave!" Mikaela commanded, holding up a torch to its face.

"What is it, a Decepticon?" Sam asked, shocked. "Yeah." Mikaela confirmed. "And you're training him?" I asked, fascinated by the little robot. "I'm trying to." Mikaela admitted while Sam tugged at his chain. "Sam, don't agitate him." I scolded seeing the little Decepticon trying to pull off his restraints. "I spent my whole adult life combing the planet for aliens," Simmons muttered, looking a bit disappointed at the scene unfolding in front of him as the Decepticon tried to bite through the chain, "and you're carrying around one in your purse like a little Chihuahua."

That made the little robot stop in his tracks and turned to Simmons, a deadly glare in his eyes. "You want a throwdown you pubic 'fro-head." I stifled a laugh with a cough. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry about your eye, you know, but, if you're a good boy, then I'm not gonna torch your other eye. Okay? I'm not gonna torch it." She said sweetly. The little robot nodded and took a quick peek around himself to check us others out. "Just tell me what these symbols are, please." The little robot got down on one knee and started studying the different symbols and pictures we had laid on the table. "All right. I know that. That's the language of the Primes." He exclaimed, pointing at the symbols. He quickly looked over to Sam, "I don't read it, but these guys..." He pointed to the pictures, "Where the frick did you find photos of these guys?" I quickly picked up some of the photos. "Is this them?" I asked him, holding them up to him. "Yeah. Seekers, girl. Oldest of the old." He explained, and I put the pictures back down. "They've been here for thousands of years, looking for something. I don't know what. Nobody tells me nothing, but they'll translate those symbols for you. And I know where to find them." That made Simmons smirk eagerly. "Show us." He commanded and the little decepticon cracked it's fingers, turning to a map Simmons had on his wall, and projected lazers to every Transformer we could find. "The closest one's in Washington."

It was a long drive to the Smithsonian Air and Space Museum, which was where we supposedly were going to find an older Transformer. "Land of dreams in there." Simmons sighed, dreamingly. "All I ever wanted to be was an astronaut.". "But you became a S-7 agent?" I asked sarcastically. "Yeah..." He muttered, suddenly ripping his pants off. "Oh my god!" I yelled, covering my eyes and trying to walk away. "I did not need to see that!" I grabbed onto Bee and used him to guide me away. When I knew I was on the other side of the car I opened my eyes and kept my back turned. "What is that?" Sam asked, slightly disgusted. "What? I wear them when I'm in a funk." Simmons explained as it was the most normal thing in the world. "So does Giambi, Jeter. It's a baseball thing." I hid my face in my hands, "I really hope it's not." I muttered. "Okay. Watches synchronized, sharp mind and empty bladder." Simmons checked off a mental list as Mikaela slapped on a logo patch on his back. "You get caught, demand an attorney and don't ever say my name." Simmons instructed. He threw a bottle of pills and I raised a brow questionably. "Okay, take one of these pills. Slip it under your tongue." I took a pill and handed Sam the bottle. "It's the high-concentrate polymer they put in Oreo cookies. Tricks the polygraph every time." Sam took out two pills and gave one to Mikaela. I turned to Leo to see him starting to pale a bit. "Okay. Now, let's get this show on the road." Simmons tested a taser which made a loud buzzing noise, scaring Leo even further. "Wow! No, listen, I can't do this." He cried, "I'm not some alien bounty hunter, guys. I'm not gonna do this. Guards have guns. I don't want to die."Simmons immediately pushed him up against Skids with his chest. "Kid, kid, kid, kid, kid, kid. You compromise this mission, you are dead to me." Simmons warned, looking Leo straight in the eyes. "Now look into my eyes and tighten up that sphincter."