Bumblebees pov:
I walk back into the camp and am meet with gasps and a almost angry ratchet telling me to go to the med tent. I don't resist and walk in and sit on the berth. "Ratchet I'm sorry" I say the guilt washing over me. "No B-127 I'm sorry I should have told you about your town" I can't let him blame himself. "I'm sorry for threatening you I shouldn't have done that regardless of the news" I reply to him and hang my helm in guilt. "Know is not the time for blame let me see your wound I know you tore it in your little break for it" I lift my arm to let him see it. I released now how much it was throbbing I groaned at the pain. "your..... going to be here a while" ratchet says to me. "I know" that is all I reply. "ok its patch back up but you need to he easy on it... I'd prefer you not rip it again" he added and I walk out of the med tent suddenly realizing how tired I am.
Optimus pov:
Highfire walks out of the camp to me. "what happened" I question him. "B-127 made another break for it found out his town was blow up guards tool him back and he got mad and for good reasons then some bots started mocking him and he shot at them the you showed up" he explained to me. "Why didn't we tell him about his town" he questioned me this time. "Because he has already lost so much" I say and walk back into the camp with highfire.
Bumblebees pov:
Most of the bots are back in the sleeping hall except for highfire and optimus. I noticed the large burn mark on Optimus prime windshield. "Optimus prime I'm so sorry I did-"He cut me off before I could finish. "its all right B-127" he says putting his hand on my shoulder. "Highfire I'm sorry for shooting at you" I apologize to him next. He nods to except my apology. I am about to say more but Optimus speaks first. "you need rest I suggest going to the sleeping hall" I nod and start walking away. I get to the room with two cots I lay down on one. I forgot the bag in my subspace and take it out. Tonight is going to be rough I can tell.
~~~~time skip morning ~~~~
Bumblebees pov:
I wake up only a little recharged but it will do. I remember what ratchet said last night. 'come to the med tent first thing tomorrow' I walk out of the sleeping hall. The sun is barely above the horizon but that's what its like in war. I walk across the crowded clearing earning many gasp and whispers. Its surprising how fast news travels here. None of them say a word to me I guess that's a plus. The air is thick with the smell of spilled energon probably blew in from the last battle. I make my way to the med tent as ratchet instructed me last night. it smells worse in here as always. "ratchet you in here" I say to alert him. I don't get a response for a few seconds. I am about to turn and leave but he walks into the main tent. "and where do you think your going" he says jokingly.
i turn to greet him. he looks tired and his optics are a dull blue I'm guessing he didn't get much recharge time. "I'm fine just sit on the berth and stay there" he must have seen the worry in me he was good with that even Optimus couldn't hide it from him. he walked back into the back. I sat on the berth waiting for him. my wound throbbed from last night. i look down at the ground remembering the sight of my broken town. why did I care so much all the bots I knew were already dead so why did it still hurt so much. ratchet walks back in after a few minutes holding more medical supplies. "so how long do you think it will be" I don't expect a answer I never got one but this was different. "probably around two months" he had given me a answer. since when did he do that.
I was surprised and he chuckled. "your good to go now" he said after he finished patching up my wound. I walked out stunned. the group in the center of the camp had dispersed and it was quiet well at least for being in the middle of a war. I walk to the energon bay where I get my ration of energon. highfire waves for me to come over and sit with a few of other bots I was hesitant at first but decided to join them. "so B-127 did ratchet give you a time" he always asked this question and I always replied no but not this time. "yeah he did he said about two months" he turned to look at me and slipped of the side of the bench we were sitting on. his peds stuck up in the air. we burst out laughing and I help him up. "yeah yeah yeah laugh all you want" he said crossing his arms obviously embarrassed. "well at least you got a time you'll be out of here in no time" he gets a smirk across his face.
"then I'll be stuck with these losers" he shouted pointing with his thumb to them acting like he was trying to sneak it. "hey at least I wasn't a con at one point" a femm said mocking highfire. "oh come on leave him alone rainshot you know he gets sensitive about it" the same reddish orange bot that chased after me in my failed escape attempt. "do not" highfire yelled at him and grumbled something. "sure hey kid" he was talking to me now. "yes" I say. "your pretty fast we almost lost ya back in those scrap piles" he said jokingly. "I wish you had" I reply in a fun tone as well but I completely meen it. "you kids are going to grind my gears down to nubs" he says and laughed. I lauge with the rest of them. I'm still going to try and escape but maybe I could relaxes for a while first.
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bumblebee's journey (book 1)
FanfictionBee wasn't always a autobot he wasn't a con either he was unstable after losing so much and being held prisoner by the cons for helping the autobots. now he is on team prime and optimus considers him like a son but how did they get here where was he...