Sweet Little BumbleBee

The meeting

Jazz gently tightened his grip on Bee, as he followed behind Optimus, and IronHide hiding any view of Bee that could be seen," Ah hope he doesn't wake up." Jazz mumbled as they all stood out side the meeting room," Make sure he can not be seen, I will have to take great caution if they see him." Optimus said and Jazz quickly nodded, IronHide mirroring him. Optimus opened the door, almost everyone was sitting around a large conference table," I have both good and bad news." Optimus's voice boomed over the bot, every conversation cutting short, Jazz and IronHide quietly but quickly hid behind him," The group of neutrals we found had been discovered by Decepticons first," A sad and gloomy atmosphere filled the room, even the bots air intakes seemed to silence," But, we found a survivor among the dead." He stated happily, glancing back at Jazz and IronHide and they complied stepping out from behind him," His name is BumbleBee, and he might just be the last Sparkling on Cybertron." Optimus said, as the room got even more eery and quiet," S-sparkling?" Prowl whispered harshly, as he glanced at Jazz who was rocking Bumblebee," Is that the noise we heard?" Hound asked eyeing the yellow bundle in Jazz's arms," Yes. He was.. Not prepared for the intimidation one of our comrades could possess." Optimus said as he caste a glance at IronHide," Through me under, why don't ya." He mumbled as the room filled with quiet chuckles," So we're gonna give the mechling to the guards right? I mean they have femmes." Blades inquired as he glanced uncomfortably at Jazz," I don't really think we're gentle enough." He finished as Jazz and Optimus smiled," The fact that you're already worried proves that we may have a great chance at raising him."," Ah think we're gonna do great." Jazz said after Optimus turned to Prowl," I'll need you to look up guides and manuals on various sparkling objects and behaviors." His voice trailed off as he glanced at a stiff WheelJack," WheelJack may I ask what is wrong?" Optimus asked, the frozen mech before him relaxing slightly,".......CAN I PLEASE MAKE HIM SOME TOYS, PRIMUS PLEASE IVE BEEN GLITCHING TO MAKE SPARKLING TOYS FOR A WHILE " WheelJack whispered harshly, shaking in his chair, as he tried to stand," I can make him a music box that makes holograms, or, or a crib that can rock him to sleep, or, or a toy that tells him stories!" Optimus stared at WheelJack as said mech clumsily made his way out the conference room, spouting creations ideas as he went," I... Stand by my statement," He turned to the other mechs in the room, all of which held confused and/or shocked looks," I think we'll do just fine."," Do we have any information on him?" Prowl asked, eyeing the small bot again," Very little. It seems that he was sparked recently," The room filled with silence once more, and the mechs stared in disbelief," But that's not-,"," His protoframe doesn't match any of that which has been created before, leading us to believe that he was sparked after the downfall of the youth centers. He also seems to be able to drink regular energon with titanium mixed in, and as Ratchet told us, it was a breakthrough of creation care technology but the youth centers were being wiped out at the time. We also have the knowledge that his system design, his system core, and his system structure, are far too advance for that of a sparkling from a few vorns ago."," And it seems he still heavily relies on sparkling speech, he had trouble translating sparkling talk into a normal speech pattern." Ironhide said interrupting Optimus, and receiving a confused glance from Jazz," I helped out at the youth centers every now and again before the war started, Chromia loved to see the sparklings." Ironhide clarified, as Jazz nodded in understanding," Does this mean we can teach him... important skills?" Sideswipe asked a large smile on his face plates," If you teach him how to prank anybot, I'm gonna wring your scrawny necks." Ironhide narrowed his optics at the young twins who smiled sheepishly back," That was soooo not what I was planning.." Sideswipe laughed nervously as Jazz nodded his head," Uh-huh."," What about us, the wreckers and warriors, we're not the most gentle, or the friendliest bunch around, he could get hurt." Blades said, glancing at the small mechling that stirred in Jazz's arms," Your worries have been noted Blades, and since you seem aware of how 'dangerous' you are, I think you, and the rest of you bots, will be aware of how you handle Bumblebee."," But! You will need to introduce yourself slowly, or one at a time when he wakes. He isn't really fond of strangers." Jazz interjected, rocking Bumblebee again," And we should probably take our leave, he's wakin up." Optimus nodded, glancing at Jazz from the corner of his optic," That would be wise."