Sweet Little BumbleBee

The Medbay

(FYI - I'm mixing up the generations, so a few of the characters will be pictured as other generations, but they'll be together in the story.)
BumbleBee opened his optics, not sure when he fell into recharge. The world around him was a colorful blur, and he could feel several different sparks in the room around him, the spark frequency that he had meet before, was there. Wait he could hear something, voices? Most likely, he listened closely," Were there any other sparklings there?" A deep voice asked, as hard steps got closer to Bee. He quickly off lined his optics but kept his audio receptors sharp," Nope, just this lil' guy.." Another voice replied, and he was able to recognize it as the mech from before," By Primus what are we going to do Optimus?" A gruff voice asked, as a servo was placed on his helm," We're a ship full of MECHS! We don't know how to take care of a Sparkling, especially one so small!" The gruff voice said as the servo began to message his helm in little circles. There was a silence before the deep voice, or 'Optimus' spoke up," Ratchet I know that raising a Sparkling will be difficult, but there are no youth centers that are still active, and there are no reports of any of those Sparkling's still online."," Prime's right, for all we know. This little buggers the last Sparklin' in all of Cybertron!" The accented voice said, as Bee felt someone pick him up," Eh! Eh! Eh! Put him down, you'll reopen the wounds!" The gruff voice snapped," Hmmm, he's venting differently..." The servos that were holding him passed him to someone else, their servos being slightly bigger then the ones before, but still gigantic," I think the little buggers been online the whole time!" The gruff voice said, and Bee knew he was caught and he'd have to online his optics, so he did. His bright blue optics opened, and he cowered. The mech above him was angry, or at least angry looking. His large metal eyebrows were pointed down, a large frown was sketched into his face, the mechs blue optics stared down almost annoyed at him, and BumbleBee puffed his cheeks, a way for him to stop from crying. Suddenly large blue servos grasped him and turned him to face another mech in the room," Can you speak little one?" He asked, voice deep and baritone, but there was no mouth, no way for the voice to come out, or at least inside BumbleBee's mind there wasn't, for Optimus had his face-guard up. BumbleBee furrowed his small metal brows and frowned mimicking the mechs face that held him before, there was a quiet snicker from behind him and a huff of annoyance next to him, but he paid no mind to them. BumbleBee reached out his little arms, and tried to grasp Optimus's face mask, receiving both a chuckle behind him and a chuckle from the 'mouthless' mech in front of him. Smiling underneath his mask, Optimus obliged to the young one's demand, he retracted his mask and looked at the now happy Sparkling in his servo," I am sorry, I forgot I had it on." Optimus laughed, thinking the sparkling wouldn't be able to fully understand him," Das K" BumbleBee murmured, receiving a slightly shocked face from Optimus, a gasp from the grumpy mech next to him, and a squeal from the mech(?) behind him," What is your designation young one?" Optimus asked again, a small smile on his face," BumBee" Bee responded," BumBee?" The grumpy mech asked, tossing a confused look towards Optimus," No! BumBee" BumbleBee said, looking frustrated," BumBee! BumBee... Click Chirp Buzz" he yelled out, his frustration making him resort to Sparkling talk," How bout we call you Bee? At least until you can say it properly." Optimus said, bringing the sparkling closer to his spark," I am Optimus Prime, leader of", BumbleBee interrupted," AtwoBwots" Bee said pointing at the AutoBot symbol painted onto the large mechs body," Yes, and this is Ratchet, my trusted friend and head Medic. He help fixed you, you were hurt. That over there is Jazz," Optimus turned Bee to Jazz, and Jazz waved quickly, awing at the little bot," He found you, he's also my third in command,", Bee interrupted grinning before screeching out," TIC!" Jazz blinked under his visor before a large grin split his facial plates, he snatched BumbleBee out of Optimus's servos, and cooed at him," Such a smart little guy, and you're so adorable!" He said, tickling the little bot in his arms," Optimus, I retake my statement, I think the mechs here will be able to take care of him..." Ratchet said, smirking at the scene in front of them," Optimus what I'd mi-" A towering, and colossal pitch black mech entered the Medbay, before stopping at staring at Jazz, and the Sparkling. Wrong Choice. BumbleBee stared at the large mech, and instantly felt scared. He sniffed, pale tears at the corners of his optics," IronHide look what you did, no it's ok buddy. He's a good guy!" Jazz said quickly, trying to calm Bee down, sadly, to no avail. BumbleBee let out an AudioReceptor shattering cry, causing quite the ruckus. Bots inside the Medbay covered their receptors, well all but Jazz, even mechs walking on the opposite side of the Artemis heard the SparkBreaking wail.