One-Shot Requests (ON HOLD)

Someone To Talk To

(Requested by purpleguy301)

Author's Note: Hey readers! Thank you purpleguy301 for this request. This episode takes place during "Megatron Is My Hero" in Transformers:Cyberverse. I guess you could say this is a rewrite of the scene where Bumblebee relives the memory of Megatron taking his voice box but there will be some major changes.

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"You don't need to relive that. You don't even need to know about that," Windblade told Bumblebee after he began questioning what Megatron did to him.

The jet couldn't allow him to find out that Megatron ripped out his voice box back on Cybertron. He wouldn't be able to take it, besides, it was a horrible thing to watch anyway.

"Megatron... Megatron..." Bumblebee focused on his memories as they shuffled around in his processor. A few moments later, a hexagon with a picture of his worried faceplate came into view.

"Bee, no!" Windblade yelled for the final time before she faded through the dark memory. "I'm sorry Bee..."

They both sat there and watched as Bumblebee was captured and brought to Megatron, the Decepticon told him about his plans, which Bumblebee told him would never happen. Megatron's final words before he took it away were...

"Optimus will never know, because you will never tell anyone what you've seen."

After that, the memory ended with Bumblebee's screams fading into a glitched out buzz.

Bumblebee couldn't believe it, Megatron was the one to take his voice away, Megatron was the one who forced him to use other people's words to communicate, Megatron was the one who ruined his life.

"He tore out my voice box!" Bumblebee yelled. "He did this to me!"

"Hey, Bee, it's okay. Just because you can't speak, doesn't mean you're helpless," Windblade told him in an effort to reassure her friend.

He enhaled then exhaled before lowering his head. "I'm sorry, it's just..."

Now she was interested. "What?"

"I don't know how I lost my memory, but ever since I awoke from stasis, I haven't been able to talk," he looked up at her. "Every living creature on this planet can talk, in different languages, in different ways, but they all have a voice, all except me."

"Bee, we spend more time on the ship than in your processor, and you always have something to say, and I always listen," Windblade smiled.

"Yeah but... I want to use my own voice again, you have no idea how happy I was when I found out I could still use it here, and that I had someone to talk to."

"And I'm glad I have you to talk to," Windblade placed her servos on Bumblebee's shoulder plating. "We've been friends for years, and when you lost your voice box, nothing changed between us, you're still the same old Bumblebee who has always been there for me. Ever since the cube game."

Bumblebee smiled lightly. "Yeah, you're right. We'll always have each other."

"And we'll find the ark, wake the others and save our planet," Windblade replied.

"And you know what?" Windblade looked at the yellow bot with confusion. "Megatron may have taken my voice box, but he can't keep me from talking. I love to talk." Windblade knew what was coming next. "Talk, talk, talk, talk, talk. Talk, talk, talk... Talk, talk, talk! Look at me. Talking, still talking."

The jet couldn't help but chuckle, "Shut up," she politely said as she flew over towards him and the bot did stop as she gently kissed his cheek.

She pulled back, unsure if it was the right move, but he only smiled in return, then reached out and hugged her.

"I'm glad I have you to talk to," Bumblebee muttered.

"And I'm glad I found you, of all bots to go on a ark-hunt with, I'm happy it's you."

The two shared another kiss as Windblade slowly deactivated her cortical psychic patch.

I think I'm getting better at writing character x character stories.

I hope you like this one-shot and don't forget that you can still request by commenting on the first page of this book!

Starburst out.