The Words You Give

The Stings of Words and Wasp

Prowls p.o.v

I came face to face with Bumblebee, his optics meeting mine. "Bumblebee, I am sorry. Forgive me." Bumblebee merely continued to look me in the optics, almost searching for something. However, they wavered a moment later. Fluid gathering into his optics. He was going to leak coolant. As I was going to apologize yet again, he spoke up. "I know that you meant everything that you said, Prowl. I know I can be a lot to handle. And I am sorry." Before I could argue his statement, he transformed and sped away to his berth room. 

As I looked his direction, Ratchet stepped from the med bay as well. "Prowl, you really hurt the kid. He looks up to you, even though you don't realize it. And he won't admit it to your faceplates. But, everyone sees it." Those words only stung worse. "I know. I just-just had an outburst. I lost my cool. This team isn't a team without him." Ratchet sighed as he put a servo on my shoulder plate, "he will come around. Give it time."

Bumblebee's p.o.v

Finally arriving at my berth, I curled up on it. The sting of failure was worse than the punch Prowl packed. "Why am I such a screw up?" Before I could go into a downward spiral of my mistakes, a knock at my door almost shortens my circuits. "Go away, I don't feel like talking." The bot shifts their weight before speaking, "Little buddy? It's me." I sigh, "what do you want Bulk?" Bulkhead sighed on the other end, "open up." I moved and opened the door, revealing the bigger bot. Bulkhead continued, "listen little buddy. Prowl did not mean what he said, you are a great help on this team. He was angry. You know this has been tough on all of us and we are letting out our steam in our ways. Yours may be joking around, but Prowl meditates. This time, he just spiraled." I gave a slight smile to the bigger bot, "you really are wiser than you let on, buddy."

"Autobots, report to the main room. We have a disturbance in the park. Another failed robot I am afraid." Bulkhead motions for us to meet in the main room. I reluctantly follow behind. As soon as I enter, Boss Bot motions for me to stop. "Not you, Bumblebee. I want you on berth rest." I caught sight of Prowl as I turned to leave the room, thankful for Primes decision. The ninja bot shot a frown my direction, I didn't dare acknowledge it. 

An hour after everyone left, I was walking to the tree where Prowl always spends his time. Maybe if I tried to find peace like he does, I wouldn't be 'immature'. As I began to sit, a ped step echoed through the room. Turning around, I was met with the optics of Wasp. Gasping, I took a couple of ped steps back. My comm link clicked on, "Bumblebee! Wasp is on his way to you! It was a setup!  He knows you are at the warehouse! Get out of there!" Boss Bot's voice came through. Wasp chuckled at the information. I gulped. "Yeah, thanks for the warning."

"Wasp has been waiting for this opportunity with Bumblebot." I readied my stingers, only for Wasp to kick me in the chest plate, "Hey! I just got that repaired!" A smaller knife plunged into my chassis, the sound was enough to make me go numb. I choked as I felt it ripped back out of my form. I was scared to look down, but when I did, there was energon leaking down my form to the ground. "W-Wasp?" The green Decepticon sneered at my trembling voice, "Ah, Bumblebot will be sorryyy." The sound of a horn lit up the warehouse, Wasp running to safety before anyone made it to me. My knees hit the floor, the last thing I noticed was hitting the chassis of a black painted Autobot.