𝙷𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚜 | ʙᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ

Chapter 1: The Sliver

I sigh, hearing Judy sob even louder, "How have you stayed in this house for as long as you have?" I grumble to Bumblebee as I tinker with his vocal processor. Bumblebee waves his hand as if to make me be quiet. "All I'm sayin' Bee is that I couldn't do it." I laugh turning one last coil before closing him up. "Alright, Bee. Give it a whirl." I grin, excited to know if this is the time I did it. Bumblebee straightens his shoulders and takes a mocking breath of air. But all that came out was the sound of an engine whirling tone of the syllables of my name.

I let out a sigh and throw down my wrench, Bumblebee deflates as we both look at each other in disappointment. "Sorry Bee." I smile weakly, "It's Alright—Baby." He radioed back. "If it makes you feel any better, I love how you sing instead of talk." I laugh, "Can't we just talk—" His radio sings back. I sent him a sad smile, "We'll get there Bee don't worry, at least Ratchet and I got you that holoprojector huh?" I chime with a little bit of hopeful optimism. Bee rolls his blue optics at me, in a matter of seconds a guy around my age appears in the garage. He started off as a tinted blue projection but after a few seconds he gained full color and mass.

He pouts and crosses his arms, "Come on Bee." I tease nudging the guy at the shoulder, he becomes more physical the more energy Bumblebee puts into it, for him to feel completely human bumblebee would have to shut down his mechanical body and transfer his spark energy into the hologram. Or at least that's what Ratchet told me, not a lot of Robots do that in fear of leaving their main body unable to defend themself. In his Hologram Bumblebee appears about twenty with blue eyes and blonde hair, I found it so oddly fitting for him when I first saw the hologram.

"No point— If the damn—Voice box— Is fucked." He radios out with an irked expression, I laugh as multiple voices come out of one human looking figure. "Ratchet said it will take time and in the meantime I gotta get going. Lennox is getting back from China soon and I gotta be there for the Debrief." I smile, lighting tapping Bee's hologram. Bee's figured slumped as I packed up my tools, only pausing when I hear Sam scream followed by heavy thumps. I quirk my eyebrow at him, "You think he's getting laid again?" I snort, "He'd be—The only—Lucky bastard." Bee replied. I felt my face flare up at the rather blunt reply.

Before either of us could continue the conversation, I heard a clearer scream, followed by a 'Bumblebee'. My eyes blow wide and so do Bee's, in a matter of seconds Bumblebee's hologram was gone and his robotic body whirls with life. I duck as Bee goes charging through the garage. Tearing it apart upon exit before I hear multiple blasts follow. I hurry out through the rubble to find Ron and Sam huddled under the fountain for cover as Bumblebee fires a shot that blows up part of the roof. Judy comes screaming out of the house, pans covering her head and without being able to see hit one of her hanging flowerpots.

I let out a long sigh before hurrying over to the woman on the ground, gently guiding her up, I led her further away from the house. However, there's a sharp pull on my leg, gasping, I turn to find a mini robot clawing at my leg, pushing Judy forward I flick out my wrist, in seconds the previously decorative bracelet I had one transforms into a small cannon. Without remorse I fire and blow the little bastard to pieces, relaxing my wrist, the cannon quickly transforms back into a heavy bracelet. "Thank you, Jazz, and Ironhide." I mumble before quickly walking closer to the panicking family.

When the shooting finally stops I take a deep breath, "Oh- Nine- Nine-one-one!" I hear Ron yell, I let out a heavy sigh. Clearly the Witwickys aren't done panicking yet, "Bumblebee! Get in the garage. Go!" Sam screams, "Woah! Hey!" I call back to him. Bumblebee is no help as he just sasses back, "What the fuck just happened?" I hear Judy yell, "I'm about to have a nervous breakdown. Just go in the garage quietly, please." Sam begs. Bumblebee sasses his way all the way back to the garage. I hear the vague syllables of 'whatever' whirl out of him before he tosses away a T.V. to crawl into the garage. "Get in the garage now!" Sam snaps even as Bumblebee is going.

"You shouldn't talk to him like that." I grunt, Sam whips around, "You should control your boyfriend." He argues throwing his hands up. "Hey! Watch your tone with me and... he's not my boyfriend." I grumble with a glare, Sam waves me off as he hurries into the house. I cross my arms and let out a tired sigh, watching as the firemen pull up and Judy is rushing them inside. I hear the familiar rawr of Mikaela's bike, turning I find her looking around confused of what's going on. "What happened?" She questioned looking at all the surrounding first responders, "No clue but a bunch of little robots from hell just spawned in the house, and Bee...Well he took care of it." I mumble looking at the damage.

"Yeah, looks like." She scoffs, "At least he doesn't scream like a girl." I huff. "Hey! Hey Trace, I need you to take this, do something with it, make something, I don't care but just take it!" Sam rushes, shoving something into my hand. "What the hell." I mumble looking down at a little vile, "It's a sliver of the all spark, put in your pocket and you need to get hell out of here." He continues to shove said vile in my hand. "Okay! Okay! I'll go grab my tools and I'll get out of here." I hiss, swatting at him as I move to the garage.

"Tracy!" Judy yells, "Son of a bitch." I whisper. "Yes Judy," I call back politely, "You need to get that psychotic alien out of my garage. I can't do this anymore!" She spews loudly. "Hey! Hey!" I panic looking around at the large number of people, "Look you know the government will pay for this okay? Think of this as... The official start of your remodel. Right Ron?" I soothe over before gently shoving the problem onto her husband. Ron takes over of calming his wife as I run the garage, "You sir," I laugh, "Are in some deep shit." I continue gathering up the rest of my tools. 

I slip the All Spark into my toolbox before closing it, "Look Bee, odds are when Sam goes to college, you're gonna be sent to the NEST and it's not all that bad okay? Think about it, everyday seeing me." I smile, He whirls sadly at me, I nibble on my lip before walking over, reaching up I take him by his face plates and bring him closer to me. I plant a quick kiss on the side of the helm before jumping away, "I'll see you soon Bee." I call as I rush out of the garage and over to my truck that thankfully didn't have a scratch on it.