CHAPTER 13
A Tough Day
As it turned out, Bumblebee was given his holoform on the very day that Trevor's parents were to be laid to rest. It was perfect timing, given Trevor and the Lennox's were getting ready in the Witwicky home as Ratchet installed it. Lennox had kept his promise, and not said a word to Trevor about the holoform until that day. But he still hoped nothing had slipped when he arrived at the Witwicky home around noon. He activated his holoform for the first time since he had tested it out for Ratchet. The man was the human equivalent of his age: thirty-four. He had thick blonde hair with black streaks in places, clean shaven, and had startling blue eyes. And today, he made the projection appear to have a suit, given the occasion.
He knocked on the door to the home quietly, and waited patiently. He was thankful that Lennox was the one to answer, as, after being around him long enough, he recognized him right away. "Whoa, Bee," Lennox grinned a bit, looking him over. "You really look, wow. Ratchet sure did a good job making this work." He reached forward, and held onto Bumblebee's arm. "And we can touch you guys and everything."
Bumblebee shrugged his shoulders a bit. "Ratchet is good at what he does. And besides, as he put it, he wanted me to get to spend proper "human" time with Trevor," Bumblebee told him, putting his hands in his pockets. "It's made up of nanomachines which is why it's so solid. Pretty wicked right?" Lennox nodded, appearing to be in awe even though he'd known about this. "How's he doing, Will?"
Lennox stepped to the side and let the holoform in silently. He crossed his arms, looking up the stairs. "He won't talk to anyone, even Sam," Lennox told him with a quiet sigh. "He needs his dad, Bee." He said, making it clear he meant him.
Bumblebee nodded his head, his real form scanning over the home. He quickly found Trevor to be on the second floor, in Sam's bedroom. Bumblebee frowned, he could tell that Trevor was crying, and it killed him to see that again. Yet, he also knew this is why he wanted his holoform in time for the funeral. Because Trevor needed this, desperately. His holoform carefully made his way up the stairs, and down the long hallway where he found Sam at the door. "Sam," Bumblebee nodded, as Sam looked up. "Don't worry, it's me, Bee," He commented.
"But you're human," Sam observed, confusion in his eyes. "What's going on?"
"A new invention of Ratchet's," Bumblebee replied with a small smile. "It's supposed to be a surprise, as far as Trevor's concerned," He explained, and Sam nodded his head. "You mind going downstairs or something? I think I need to be the one to handle this," He explained.
Sam sighed, nodding his head in agreement, though he frowned. He gave a "good luck" look up at the mech before walking off, leaving Bumblebee standing there. After a moment, he quietly knocked on the door to Sam's bedroom. "Trev?" There was silence on the other end. "Why don't you open the door, and let me in?" He questioned.
For a long moment, there was silence. But Bumblebee expected the shock and curiosity would at least get him to open the door. He was relieved to be right, as the door gently opened and Trevor looked out. "Bee?" He asked quietly, his voice hoarse. "But you're human, I don't understand," He pushed the door open. "You can't be Bee."
"In the flesh - er, nanobots," Bumblebee replied with a chuckle. "Ratchet developed this, calls it a holoform. It's a hologram, but nanomachines make it solid, so you can touch it, and all." He paused a moment. "It was supposed to be a surprise for you. In time for the funeral so that," He was cut off when Trevor's arms wrapped his arms around his body.
Already, Bumblebee could feel his nanomachines getting wet. And with a timid motion, he placed a hand on Trevor's back, rubbing it gently. "This is amazing, it's like," Trevor whispered quietly. "I just, I can't believe that you're actually here, like this." He muttered quietly, snuggling into the holographic man's chest. "Bee, I don't want to go down there, I can't go down there." He stated as he trembled.
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TRANSFORMERS: Bumblebee's Boy
FanfictionAU. Bobby Bolivia never gave in to Ron Witwicky's budget. Instead, Bumblebee finds himself barely saved from surely becoming scrap metal when Sam's childhood friend, Trevor Ridley buys him from a scrapyard. What begins as an unusual friendship soon...
