"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" Bulkhead yells at the Vehicons, "how are you going to attach the cladding when the framing structure is incomplete, huh?"
The Vehicons move back to put up the materials, but run into the other working Vehicons. Bulkhead places his servo on his helm. He turns to see a blue motorcycle riding towards him. The vehicle transforms into the femme Arcee.
"Labor issues?" She jokes.
"Any news on our fugitives?" He looks down.
"Just signs of recent scavenging." She smirks, "in former Decepticon installations."
"The cons warship can't detect their signals?" He questions.
Arcee frowns, "Shockwave must've disabled them."
Bulkhead nods, and looks up at the building, "I can't wait till all of this is over."
Arcee looks at him, "Where you thinking of going?"
"Somewhere quiet, like the oil springs."
"Can I go with you?"
Bulkhead cocked his head. Arcee wants peace and quiet? There's a surprise. She always volunteers for missions. Maybe she's tired?
"Why, 'Cee?"
Arcee grabs the Wrecker's servo, "I just want to stay with you."
Bulkhead swoops her up in his arms, and they kiss. Bulkhead places her down and kneels.
"Arcee. The most beautiful femme in the galaxy. The fire in my life. The one who is to share my spark. Will you be my sparkmate for as long as we both live?"
"Yes, Bulk." She smiles, "after we—"
"Put an end to Starscream and Shockwave." The former construction worker smiles.
"Took the words right out of my mouth." Arcee leans against Bulkhead.
YOU ARE READING
Because Bulkcee
RomanceThis ship is kinda unknown and unpopular, but I have been shipping it since I was a child. I'm trying to make this ship a little bigger. And because Bulkcee
