His Transformed Queen

Little 5 year old  Y/n, who was a cousin of Sam’s or Wicky as she called him to the funny last name that she made fun of all the time. Though she was 9 years younger they had a bond that was unbreakable and their trust never faltered.

“Help me my car has been hit Wicky help me ahh” The little 9 year old girl said impersonating a little girl’s voice while she shook the little lego figure. Sam moved his little figure towards hers doing the same voice.

“I’ve come to help with my firetruck.” He made water sounds.

“Oh thank you sir.” With his fingers he dipped his hands into his cup of water and flicked it at her and her reaction was to grab his cup and dumped it onto him.

“Oh you little...” She got up and ran with Sam chasing her around the house. Laughter erupted around the house as she ran away from him. A revved up engine was heard they both stopped as he dumped the water onto her the door burst open with their uncle burst into the door. Y/n flinched and hid behind Sam.

“The stories that I’ve told you i-i-i-i-it’s been h-h-h-him.” Sam growled holding Y/n’s hand tight. He pulled her back and into the room she had been sleeping in.

“Let’s just play be brave for me princess.” she nodded. That was a fond memory that she held dear to her heart. Y/n woke up with a smile on her face that quickly faded by looking at the time and then soon after a shattering glass against her door. Great I got to get out of here. She got out of the room just to see her Uncle dead drunk. She dodged the practically asleep “guardian” and out the door Bee who was currently asleep woke up by the steps of the girl. He started to slowly drove out causing her to turn briefly before noticing that her uncle started to chase her down the street throwing bottles left and right. She swerved and then soon He was yelling at her. There soon was a screeching before a faint thud was heard behind her of his body hitting the ground. She looked back not stopping and tripped. Bumblebee raced in front of Y/n and opened his door right as she tripped again. Her face met a leather seat. slowly trying to get up which failed as her legs collapsed.She didn’t care what was going on and just turned into a sobbing heap. Y/n paused for a brief moment when she heard metal clinking and lanking. Soon enough she could feel a metal like hand cradling her gently. Bee curled up letting her rest he started to drive slowly towards the Witwicky’s house. When they arrived a dial tone was heard over the radio and a very tired Sam answered his phone.

“Sam?...” Her voice squeaked out and he instantly hung up. Soon he came running out of the house only ½ dressed. Bee had opened the door to let him in. He jumped in and gave her a huge hug as Bumblebee started to drive ever so slowly while playing some classical music while Sam comforted Y/n. He pulled into the park after a few minutes.

“What, can, I do, to help?” The radio said Y/n looked up wondering who Sam was talking to.

“I think you can agree with me, but I think it’s time we show her who you really are.” Sam got out of the car and she slowly followed shivering as the cold wind hit her skin. Sam rested his head on Y/n’s. “Look up at my car and watch I’ve been wanting to tell you about him.” She looked up the car started to break apart. She panicked and ran up to the breaking car right as his arm broke free. He stood up feeling the lingering touch of her shaking hand on his leg.

“What are you?” Bumblebee kneeled down as his eyes widened hearing her beautiful weak voice. He picked her up letting their eyes lock for a minute before he set her on his knee then back on the ground as he transformed back to a car then back to a humanoid robot. “Wow that’s a cool feature” He picked her back up and put her on his knee.

“Yea thanks.” His radio said.

“So you can talk?” Y/n said as her voice perking up a little.