TRANSFORMERS: Bumblebee's Boy

DARK REVELATIONS

A/N: Readers be warned, this chapter deals with some rather dark material. This was a recently planned plot twist that came to me while I started thinking over some of Trevor's history in the fic so far. So hopefully I integrate it well enough.

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CHAPTER 21
Dark Revelations

"Hey, Galloway!"

The way Bumblebee said his name made Theodore Galloway nearly cower. And as far as Bumblebee was concerned, the jerk should have been scared. The man turned around as the towering, yellow scout trudged his way towards him in the main hangar. "I have a bone to pick with you, as you say," He stated, keeping as calm as he could. "What's this I hear about you bullying my son?"

Galloway gulped, for once, not sure how to respond. If there was one thing he knew, it was not a good idea to provoke an already angry mech. Bumblebee's doorwings were flaring, and his fists were clenched as he did everything to try and calm himself down. "He's not your son, you know, not really," Galloway commented rather cooly. "You're just his foster parent."

"Adoptive," Bumblebee tensed. "I have papers that legally list me as his father. He is my son, so you can shove that slag up your aft," Galloway gulped yet again at the way Bumblebee snapped that last statement. "You want to claim he's not? Go take it up with the government and the judge who signed over rights to him for me," He then added. "I'll have you know I know for a fact family is not a matter of energon alone - or I suppose, in your case, blood."

Galloway opened his mouth for a moment, but bit his lip tightly. He supposed he couldn't argue it realistically, as Bumblebee was right. As stupid as the whole thing was, the government had given him the boy to raise. "Alright, so how have I been "bullying" your son?"

"He told me you called him "stumpy"," Bumblebee told him cooly. "You find his disability to be funny, Galloway?" He then questioned. "Because he feels insecure enough about it without you talking like that," Galloway backed up a bit as Bumblebee approached him again, his optics baring down. "I'm here to ask you in nicest way possible to back off," He added.

Galloway shifted uncomfortably, looking down at his feet. How to respond to that in any other way but "I'll do what I want"? Oh yes, he did know exactly how to handle that. "At least I didn't comment about the scars," Bumblebee paused a moment at Galloway's words. "What? Why are you looking at me like that? Surely, being he's YOUR son, you must have noticed them," The mech looked at him, wondering what he was implying. "I've read his file, just like I have everyone on this base. Have you, Bumblebee?" The yellow scout grimaced slightly. "Did you know WHY he was born with disabilities? Or why his fetus was damaged, and therefore born without a leg?"

"Don't turn this on him, Galloway," Bumblebee stated. "That has nothing to do with this."

"Probably has you believing Joshua Ridley was his real father, doesn't he? Didn't tell you he never met that man until he was five years old," Bumblebee's optics slowly started to narrow. "But of course he has, because you know him. You adopted him, and that gives you the right to talk to me that way," He began.

"Shut up!" Bumblebee turned around as Trevor finally made his presence known. "He doesn't need to know about that, none of them do." He attempted, clearly having heard all of it. "The man he met was my dad." He reaffirmed.

"In everything but blood according to your file," Galloway sneered a bit.

"Trevor," Bumblebee stared at his son. "What is he talking about?"

Trevor shook his head, trying to keep himself as calm as he could be. He tried so hard to keep the time before he met his "dad" a secret, so hard. And now this man was about to tear all of that hard work down. "Bee, I would have told you," Trevor shook his head. "I would have told you eventually," He backed up slowly. "Please Galloway, don't."