Bumblebee, You Will Be Okay

Buckets and Buckethead

   Smokescreen's p.o.v

     As I woke up Bumblebee, he jumped up from his berth. His blasters ready. "Smokescreen, you can't do that." I held my servos up, "my apologies, brother." Bumblebee rolled his optics in my direction. He deactivated his weapons, before asking what it was that I needed. I held up my bucket of ice water, "it's time to cool someone down." Bumblebee smiled. 

 We crept into Bulkhead's berth room. The door sliding open a little loudly for us. However, Bulkhead was a little bit of a heavier sleeper than Bumblebee. Thankfully. Bumblebee held the sliding door open as I positioned myself at the tip of Bulkheads berth. "Ready to make a break for it?" Bumblebee gave a curt nod. As soon as the water was spilt, the bigger bot was already on the move. He growled as he managed to grab Bumblebees door wings.   

   Bumblebee's p.o.v

After being carried to the main area by my door wings, WheelJack chuckled. Ratchet had his arms crossed. "Punishment you two. How about an early morning of patrol?" Smokescreen groaned as he tossed the bucket aside. "And who do you think is going to clean that up?" Ratchet tossed the bucket at our heads, it hitting its target at Smokescreens helm. We transformed and rolled out. 

After two hours of low speed patrol, Smokescreen sighed a long drawn out breath. -What's up your tailpipe?- Smokescreen pulled over, -I don't want to patrol anymore-. I pulled over in front of him, scanning for life forms. When finding nothing, I transformed. Smokescreen following close behind. Before I could get a word out, Ratchet contacted us. 

"Bumblebee, Smokescreen, why are you both stopped? Is everything alright?" We looked at each other, confused. "Ratchet, we're fine. Just stretching the struts." He mumbled between comm links. Smokescreen shrugged. Optimus was then patched through, "scan your surroundings once more." I did so, nothing showed up. "Nothing, Optimus. Is something wrong?" A few clicks passed before Optimus answered. "We are reading a Deception beacon near your positions." Smokescreen readied for battle as I steadied our surroundings. 

Optimus was ground bridged to us before we knew it. As soon as he transformed, a shot was fired. Megatron landed not too far behind us. A wicked grin was placed on his faceplate. 

Optimus' P.O.V

I transformed my servo from hand, to wield a sword. Bumblebee and Smokescreen prepared themselves for battle along side me. Megatron smiled, "well, well, well, it appears my cloaking device has work for short distances. We're still working on the kinks." Shifting my gaze from the brothers, I landed on Megatron himself. 

"Megatron, we do not have to do this." Megatron cackled, "oh Prime, always so resilient for battle. I had hoped that throughout the years, you would have realized that our old days will not become those of the future." I glared at the challenging silver mech. 

"So be it." I charged at Megatron while the brothers continued to shoot from a distance. The best place for them. However, Megatron jumped over me. I watched as he jumped overhead, expecting him to try to get me from behind. However, he went straight for my two young bots. Bumblebee was immediate to spring into action. He continued to jump through the shots being fired at him until Megatron was too close. Grabbing the young scout by his helm, he tossed him aside. Smokescreen became enraged as he shouted a battle cry before charging the larger mech.  Activating my battle mask, I charged from behind. 

"Optimus!" Bumblebee bleeped. I glanced at him. He was reaching out to me, before I realized, Megatron was turned. His sword through my right shoulder. Smokescreen on the ground. I groaned as the sword began taking its toll inside my body. A swift flash of yellow was the first thing I noticed before I fell onto my backside. Smokescreen was the next to appear in my vision. After that, there wasn't much else to remember.