[FIN / PART 1] - Bumblebee x Optimus Prime ( + Short Stories).

The Gift (part 3) // Mini #8

Bumblebee's POV:

All I remember is dark. Silence. I could feel my body shaking, but for what reason?

It felt like I was stuck. Trapped. When suddenly...

"Bumblebee!" I could hear someone shouting my name in urgency!

"BUMBLEBEE!!" again...

I'd wake.

||' "H-Huh?.. W-What?!!" '|| I'd stutter in my beeps. I noticed we had gone from peacefully looking at the landscape to suddenly sprinting towards the base. Explosions and gunshots were happening all over the place! Some were right next to Optimus but we successfully dodged them all.

"Decepticons behind! Shoot them if you can!" Optimus would shout. Only then did I notice Optimus Prime was carrying me! I must've blacked out. I didn't know he could carry me! I'd look over his shoulder to see many Decepticon drones giving chase. Just as Optimus requested, I cocked my gun and started to return fire! Not missing a single shot.

I noticed everything started to drift away again. What's happening to me?
I could faintly hear Optimus yelling for Ratchet to open the Ground Bridge stat! That's the moment everything went black again.

I heard the voice again...

"..Bumblebee.." calling to me again.

That's when the face became clearer. I knew it!

||' "I thought you were gone! I thought you were out of my head!" '|| I'd beep loudly!

He'd laugh in response, "You should know by now Scout, I'm never truly gone. Especially when you want me to be." His grim voice would snarl, "and I need you to do something for me."

||' "NO!!" '|| I'd scream but just as I did, I woke up to Ratchet, Raph, Arcee, and Smokescreen- ...everyone looking at me with major concern.

"Bee, why are you screaming? I've never heard your beeps go that volume before." Arcee would say her worry.

...I can't let them know. Only Ratchet can know...

||' "I'm fine Arcee, but can I talk to Ratchet in private?" '|| I'd beep, looking around at everyone, finishing at Ratchet. I'd notice Optimus was in the room with me, hidden behind everyone else. I'd notice his saddened expression. Subtle, but noticeable if you pay close attention.

I'd turn to Ratchet, Ratchet would sigh heavily, and then he'd proceed to hush everyone out of the main lobby. Optimus was hesitant to leave but he eventually gave in.

"So. What is it? Why'd you isolate us from everyone?" the medic would speak in a rash tone.

||' "It's him." "||

"Who?"

||' "Him..." '|| I'd take a long pause, ||' "...Megatron." '||

! ! Ratchet was alarmed very much by my words! He ordered me into his lab immediately! Oddly enough, he also persistently requested to take my Energon. Like, an Energon sample. 

||' "Why would you need my Energon?" '||

"To see if I can find any slight traces of Dark Energon anywhere. Just in case he isn't controlling you from the inside," he'd didn't stop, "Have you had any sudden malicious urges lately?" He'd stop.

||' "No. But he hasn't stopped talking. He wants me to do stuff for him. Like grabbing a pipe wrench, a powerstrip, a bucket of water. What does he want with that?" '|| I'd ask.

Ratchet only went silent. I'd ask again, but still no response. I just let it go.

He'd get an Energon sample as he requested, it was painful as always but it was quick. Dark Energon is known to spread through contact with a wound, and Optimus was shot at multiple times before we got here. So logically Ratchet requested Optimus's presence. Within 20 seconds, Optimus was walking into the lobby and immediately made eye contact with me. I'd blush and smile at him and he'd return the gesture back to me. It wasn't long before Ratchet called OP over and told him what was going to happen. Optimus's reaction I actually wasn't expecting at all!

"No! No! I-... Ratchet." Optimus would spark.

"Optimus, please. I know you hate needles but this must be done for your health," Ratchet would protest.

I just laid there, soaking in the fact that Optimus has an irrational fear of needles.

"You know I hate.. those." Optimus would continue, "please don't..." Optimus was practically begging the medic now. Is this how he really is around Ratchet? Is this the /real/ Optimus?

It took a long time but Ratchet was eventually able to get Optimus to sit still for the Energon sample. Optimus showed definite signs of major discomfort during the entire thing, flinching every now and then. I'd start to hum a lullaby that my Carrier used to sing to me, I figured it might comfort Optimus but also because I was bored. I'd turn to Optimus and I'd see him looking at me with a warm smile. I'd finish the hum and would start to play 'Whistle by Flo Rida'.

The calming yet boppy music seemed to calm Optimus right down, but panic rose again as Ratchet tested Optimus positive for Dark Energon infection. He was tending to Optimus before...

||' "Ratchet!" '|| I'd scream! Ratchet came rushing over, wasting no time!

"What?! What's wrong?!" He'd panic!

||' "It's happening again!..." '|| I'd say in between tired breaths.

Optimus was alarmed by mine and Ratchet's sudden panic! For good reason!

All I remember seeing was Ratchet telling Optimus to get a device of some sort. A Spark Reader or something like that? I don't know...

. . . .

Everything went black again.

Why does this keep happening?

"Bumblebee."

Wait- who's that? That's not Megatron.

"Did you miss me?"

. . . 

"Silent treatment? Wow, I mean, it makes sense. You have no voice-" the voice suddenly bursts into laughter after insulting me.

||' "H-Hey!! That's not funny!" '||

"Aww little bug, don't take it to Spark. I'm only playing."

||' "Twisted sense of 'playing' you have. " '||

"I thought you knew me for this. Have you really forgotten my voice?"

. . . 

"You've always been fun. Why now do you decide I don't exist?"

-I know who this is. It just clicked. The Dark Energon inside Optimus can only mean 1 thing-

-I'd wear a shocked and scared face, the voice seemed to notice this-

"Heh, you've finally caught up? Right." he'd start, "Hello again little scout of mine."

||' "I'm-... I'm not your scout!!" '|| I'd rebel.

"You are. You know who I used to be."

"Allow me to re-introduce myself..."

. . . 

"You may call me..."

. . . 

"Nemesis."