Chapter 2

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Systemm looked around.
Garbage and wreckage surrounded the entire camp and he found it under his feet as well.
I walk past Keith's roulette's and went on, usually he avoided going into that roulette, last time he had nearly set fire to Keith's only quiet place.
He enter the repair hangar, he had come to wake up bumblebee but he needed energy first.
He went to the mini fridge and went to the opposite side.
He find them their low energon supplies.
He took the first one that came to hand, the small glass container that had been made especially for him and the minicons.
Inside the thick green and bluish liquid was almost luminescent, but just a Little.
That was his breakfast.
He unscrew the lid of the container, not without some difficulty, and sniff.
Energon to humans smelled very much like diesel or petroleum, or something very chemical, but to Cybertronians, that was an inviting smell.
The smell carried a nostalgic memory of Cybertron, their home, their home planet, or at least for Cybertronians it was, but not for systhem.
He was originally from planet earth.
It wasn't something he was proud of, in fact sometimes he hated it with all his soul.
He pushed his thoughts aside and placed the container to his lips.
The taste of the energon filled his mouth and he licked his lips with his metallic tongue.
He could feel his body changing, like full of energy.
It wasn't top-notch energon, but it wasn't cheap this morning either.
He stretches and out of the corner of his eye he notice it.
The wrench on the table next to him had begun to vibrate uncontrollably, as if possessed by some deranged spirit.
Immediately, he reached up as fast as he could and threw himself on the table, landed on his belly and slammed his hand on the wrench as hard as he could.
The wrench continued to vibrate against his metal hand, then calmed down and became an inanimate object again, only useful for repairing crosshairs finger for the sixteenth time.
Systhem relaxed and stood up, it was a miracle that the table hadn't broken, with the strength he found, he had done quite a bit of damage.
He hated when it happened, it was something that put him in uncomfortable situations, and the beauty is that he had no control over this phenomenon that only happened in his presence.
He look around and sigh, rachet could surely have found a solution to the problem but it was gone, he had gone to the allspark along with many other very important people for systhem.
Systhem shook himself, today he was thinking too much, he had to wake up that lazy bumblebee.
He walked out of the repair hangar and walked to find three rusted and dented machines crushed by the weight of a yellow autobot well known to the entire group.
Systhem hated giving those names, but he thought of bumblebee as a big brother, a silly and lovable big brother.
He had been with him ever since he was reborn in that state, and had always taken care of him.
Bumblebee was the favorite of a lot of people and especially of systhem and optimus... In addition to his many fangirls.
He couldn't imagine his life without bumblebee.
He was that always sincere, always caring for you, loving, stupid and always the last to lose hope... Especially with humans.
But he was also a fearsome warrior, who may one day take over as optimus.
Systhem climbed up Bambulbee's dangling arm and reached his metal chest.
He paused for a moment to see his sleeping face, then reached behind his cloak and pulled out the maghanphone he'd picked up earlier.
He stops a few feet from his face, near the neck harness, and puts the magaphone close to his mouth and then yells his holy words.
"ASSHOLE, GET YOUR LAZY YELLOW ASS BEFORE I FEAST YOU IN GRIMLOCK"
It's enough.
Bumblebee wakes up by leaping into the air like a rocket and then turning over to the other side of the machines he used to use as a bed.
There was a huge thud followed by ten minutes of silence.
Then Bumblebee's angry face popped out of the cars and he was trying to be scary, but he looked more like a frowning kid at the time.
Synthem gigless for ten minutes, then pulled himself together and faced the yellow robot.
Needless to say, then bumblebee started cursing at him and lectured him.
At that moment the loud noise of grimlock's footsteps was heard, who with all that noise had finally woken up.
It opens its huge jaws in a loud yawn, and emits flames at the same time, while moving slowly and lazily.
He wanted food and he wanted the cars bumblebee used to sleep.
Bumblebee immediately moved to feed him, knowing that protesting was useless.
As grimlock slurped, bumblebee fixed his attention to systhem.
"Do you want to do some training?" he said into his radio.
It goes without saying that systhem he accept.

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