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Optimus was glad to take some time away from the base. Especially with the chill of winter coming. It meant that less humans were by the lake too. It also meant that Bee and Sari tended to stay indoors, as did Prowl. Ratchet was helping Bulkhead with some work in town with the humans. Optimus? He was off shift, and he'd found a lovely spot to take some time alone. He'd packed some warm fuel and he'd managed to sweep a good spot clear of snow and ice to lay a thick knit blanket he'd been gifted by the Fire Chief for service to the city. Optimus drops his armor on the blanket and plunges into the cold lake. Coming up with a huff and a billow of his vents, glad to cool off. He'd been actually overheating over the last two weeks. Now he can enjoy the cool, clear water... and his privacy. Smirking to himself as he lets his panel pull back. Dragging his palms down his chest and over his sides. Trodding up towards the shallows with a rumble of his engines as he palms his spike slowly, dragging his thumb along the tip. Standing in the water where it was only thigh height for a moment, he indulges himself. His other servo slipped over his node, pinching it with a deep sigh, back towards the sparsely wooded area. Looking out over the dark starry sky and water. He groans as he squeezes the base of his spike a little harder. Only to flinch at the bright, sharp honk behind him. He almost pinches his digits in his panel. Painfully forcing himself to be covered as he turns on his heel. Flushed and...scowling at the sight of Bumblebee on the shore near his blanket. Mercifully, without Sari in sight. " Bee... why are you out here?! Weren't you playing that new game you just got?" Primus please save him. Optimus begins to trudge the rest of the way free of the water towards the shoulder and chest guard on the blanket. Hiding his disappointment with a look of long suffering.
“ And I told you when you asked that I was out here for peace and privacvy. Also? I can say it, because I did say it. And-” Optimus lifts a servo, flicking his fingers as he gets more comfortable. Enjoying being the flippant one for once! Its so nice to make Bee feel a little frustration. Optimus closes his optics as he stretches, luxuriating with a purr of his engines. Maybe Prowl was on to something with his Cryptic attitude? Hm. A thought. He cracks an optic to peek at Bumblebee with that slight smirk,” Paving out here would also ruin the natural look Bee. Its illegal for the humans to put road out here due to laws. You’d know that if you read the datapads on local law I gave you to study.”
“it’s quiet back at base! you didn’t have to come all the way out here.” Bumblebee is waving his hands wildly. this is to help prove his point. it’s very effective, in his professional opinion. “And you didn’t have to take your armor off. If I did that, you’d be mad at me. I just know it.”
was Optimus ignoring him? well he didn’t like that at all.
“who needs to read boring datapads about laws? the police can’t catch me even if I did break the law! I’m too fast!”
“ It was not because you and Sari were shouting while playing your game. Prowl was listening to music in his room, Bulkhead was making some messy art, which meant he was throwing around paint cans and Ratchet was hauling his equipment around cleaning.” Optimus easily refutes the quiet claims. “ The base is always noisy. When its not? Its time to worry. Hence-” Optimus gestures to the lake side. “ Plus-” He rolls onto his side and the scars stand out starkly against his dark protomesh as he braces on one arm. The neat pale long lines over the dark undermesh of his body.. His optics lock on Bee intensely, intently,” I like to get out of my armor sometimes. Shocking as it might be to you Bumblebee. Sometimes even leaders need time to unwind, this is how I chose to do so.” He drops back again with a groan,” Bee we’re working WITH law enforcement. Please stop antagonizing them.”
“we weren’t that loud.” he taps his index fingers together nervously. tap tap tap. his definition of too loud is a bit skewed. loud is just another word for fun!
is he allowed to see this sort of thing? suddenly the whole affair seems very private. for the first time, Bumblebee considers he might have walked in on something he wasn’t supposed to. a bit slow on the uptake, but he got there.
he politely averts his optics. the fact that it also avoids that intense gaze is secondary. honest!
“tell them to stop chasing me and maybe I would!” speed limits are simply not intended for him. nor are stop signs. and red lights.
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Optimus was glad to take some time away from the base. Especially with the chill of winter coming. It meant that less humans were by the lake too. It also meant that Bee and Sari tended to stay indoors, as did Prowl. Ratchet was helping Bulkhead with some work in town with the humans. Optimus? He was off shift, and he'd found a lovely spot to take some time alone. He'd packed some warm fuel and he'd managed to sweep a good spot clear of snow and ice to lay a thick knit blanket he'd been gifted by the Fire Chief for service to the city. Optimus drops his armor on the blanket and plunges into the cold lake. Coming up with a huff and a billow of his vents, glad to cool off. He'd been actually overheating over the last two weeks. Now he can enjoy the cool, clear water... and his privacy. Smirking to himself as he lets his panel pull back. Dragging his palms down his chest and over his sides. Trodding up towards the shallows with a rumble of his engines as he palms his spike slowly, dragging his thumb along the tip. Standing in the water where it was only thigh height for a moment, he indulges himself. His other servo slipped over his node, pinching it with a deep sigh, back towards the sparsely wooded area. Looking out over the dark starry sky and water. He groans as he squeezes the base of his spike a little harder. Only to flinch at the bright, sharp honk behind him. He almost pinches his digits in his panel. Painfully forcing himself to be covered as he turns on his heel. Flushed and...scowling at the sight of Bumblebee on the shore near his blanket. Mercifully, without Sari in sight. " Bee... why are you out here?! Weren't you playing that new game you just got?" Primus please save him. Optimus begins to trudge the rest of the way free of the water towards the shoulder and chest guard on the blanket. Hiding his disappointment with a look of long suffering.
“ And I told you when you asked that I was out here for peace and privacvy. Also? I can say it, because I did say it. And-” Optimus lifts a servo, flicking his fingers as he gets more comfortable. Enjoying being the flippant one for once! Its so nice to make Bee feel a little frustration. Optimus closes his optics as he stretches, luxuriating with a purr of his engines. Maybe Prowl was on to something with his Cryptic attitude? Hm. A thought. He cracks an optic to peek at Bumblebee with that slight smirk,” Paving out here would also ruin the natural look Bee. Its illegal for the humans to put road out here due to laws. You’d know that if you read the datapads on local law I gave you to study.”
“it’s quiet back at base! you didn’t have to come all the way out here.” Bumblebee is waving his hands wildly. this is to help prove his point. it’s very effective, in his professional opinion. “And you didn’t have to take your armor off. If I did that, you’d be mad at me. I just know it.”
was Optimus ignoring him? well he didn’t like that at all.
“who needs to read boring datapads about laws? the police can’t catch me even if I did break the law! I’m too fast!”
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Optimus was glad to take some time away from the base. Especially with the chill of winter coming. It meant that less humans were by the lake too. It also meant that Bee and Sari tended to stay indoors, as did Prowl. Ratchet was helping Bulkhead with some work in town with the humans. Optimus? He was off shift, and he'd found a lovely spot to take some time alone. He'd packed some warm fuel and he'd managed to sweep a good spot clear of snow and ice to lay a thick knit blanket he'd been gifted by the Fire Chief for service to the city. Optimus drops his armor on the blanket and plunges into the cold lake. Coming up with a huff and a billow of his vents, glad to cool off. He'd been actually overheating over the last two weeks. Now he can enjoy the cool, clear water... and his privacy. Smirking to himself as he lets his panel pull back. Dragging his palms down his chest and over his sides. Trodding up towards the shallows with a rumble of his engines as he palms his spike slowly, dragging his thumb along the tip. Standing in the water where it was only thigh height for a moment, he indulges himself. His other servo slipped over his node, pinching it with a deep sigh, back towards the sparsely wooded area. Looking out over the dark starry sky and water. He groans as he squeezes the base of his spike a little harder. Only to flinch at the bright, sharp honk behind him. He almost pinches his digits in his panel. Painfully forcing himself to be covered as he turns on his heel. Flushed and...scowling at the sight of Bumblebee on the shore near his blanket. Mercifully, without Sari in sight. " Bee... why are you out here?! Weren't you playing that new game you just got?" Primus please save him. Optimus begins to trudge the rest of the way free of the water towards the shoulder and chest guard on the blanket. Hiding his disappointment with a look of long suffering.
Optimus is amused that a scout is so picky sometimes. He’d never met such a finicky creature. Even Ratchet was less fastidious other than when he was working on a patient. But he was an old hand at the battlefield he supposes. Optimus drops to sit on the blanket, putting his chest plate aside as he watches Bumblebee fumble for words. Amused at his discomfort. For once its nice to not be on the back pede trying to deal with Bee’s boasting. So he lets him squirm a moment longer before he flops to lay back with a vent,” You can go at anytime you wanted to Bee. I’m staying out a bit longer. But, next time? Send a comm ahead if you’re looking for me for something hm?” Staring up into the sky with a hum,” I’d hate to lose my armor to the lake again. Even if watching you try not to slip on a mossy rock was pretty funny.” Tone teasing, but he’s not looking at Bee. Can the small bot prove he’s joking? No one would believe him.
“you!” he points an accusatory finger at Optimus. has he already moved on from thinking he’s in trouble. absolutely. “you can’t say that! that’s so mean! and besides -- it’s not my fault the ground there is covered in rocks! they should repave it or something.”
he taps his foot impatiently, hands on his hips. “and what were you even doing in the lake anyway? you never answered me. man, you’re as cagey as Prowl today.”
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Optimus was glad to take some time away from the base. Especially with the chill of winter coming. It meant that less humans were by the lake too. It also meant that Bee and Sari tended to stay indoors, as did Prowl. Ratchet was helping Bulkhead with some work in town with the humans. Optimus? He was off shift, and he'd found a lovely spot to take some time alone. He'd packed some warm fuel and he'd managed to sweep a good spot clear of snow and ice to lay a thick knit blanket he'd been gifted by the Fire Chief for service to the city. Optimus drops his armor on the blanket and plunges into the cold lake. Coming up with a huff and a billow of his vents, glad to cool off. He'd been actually overheating over the last two weeks. Now he can enjoy the cool, clear water... and his privacy. Smirking to himself as he lets his panel pull back. Dragging his palms down his chest and over his sides. Trodding up towards the shallows with a rumble of his engines as he palms his spike slowly, dragging his thumb along the tip. Standing in the water where it was only thigh height for a moment, he indulges himself. His other servo slipped over his node, pinching it with a deep sigh, back towards the sparsely wooded area. Looking out over the dark starry sky and water. He groans as he squeezes the base of his spike a little harder. Only to flinch at the bright, sharp honk behind him. He almost pinches his digits in his panel. Painfully forcing himself to be covered as he turns on his heel. Flushed and...scowling at the sight of Bumblebee on the shore near his blanket. Mercifully, without Sari in sight. " Bee... why are you out here?! Weren't you playing that new game you just got?" Primus please save him. Optimus begins to trudge the rest of the way free of the water towards the shoulder and chest guard on the blanket. Hiding his disappointment with a look of long suffering.
Optimus sighs to see Bee struggle and without thinking he reaches out to lift the smaller Bot. Carefully he swings Bee to rest him against his back,” Hold onto me Bee. That way you don’t slip and hurt yourself.” Just as he says it, his pede shifts. Bumping something solid and he reaches, fingers catching metal and he’s able to lift his armor up. A little dirty, but thankfully only a little dented along the edges. He vents softly, blowing warm air from the back vents to help warm Bee as much as make the noise of relief. Turning he starts to wade for shore,” As for what I was thinking? Nothing really... just, trying to enjoy my time off shift. I came out here for some quiet and privacy.” Optimus slings his armor onto the shore line and kneels down to let Bee climb off if he wanted. It was also nice to spend relative...quiet time with Bee. Ugh, he really needed to stop. Even if Bee was cute, his colors were actually charmingly cheerful and Bee could be kind when he wanted.
“oh thank the allspark.” he lets out a sigh of relief and starts to pick the pieces of moss and other vegetation off his armor. this is exactly why he doesn’t go out in nature!
luckily their search is quickly resolved. the fact that the armor is dented doesn’t make him feel better. he spends the short walk back to shore anticipating another stern talking-to about not throwing other’s belongings into bodies of water.
he slips off of his boss’s back and puts on a practiced “getting lectured and feeling bad about it” face. when Optimus doesn’t launch into another lecture, he taps his pede nervously in the dirt. is this some kind of processor-game?
“I’ll get out of your way if you just--” wait, no. don’t bring up the tv. bad idea. “--er. nevermind. I can just go now.”

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Optimus was glad to take some time away from the base. Especially with the chill of winter coming. It meant that less humans were by the lake too. It also meant that Bee and Sari tended to stay indoors, as did Prowl. Ratchet was helping Bulkhead with some work in town with the humans. Optimus? He was off shift, and he'd found a lovely spot to take some time alone. He'd packed some warm fuel and he'd managed to sweep a good spot clear of snow and ice to lay a thick knit blanket he'd been gifted by the Fire Chief for service to the city. Optimus drops his armor on the blanket and plunges into the cold lake. Coming up with a huff and a billow of his vents, glad to cool off. He'd been actually overheating over the last two weeks. Now he can enjoy the cool, clear water... and his privacy. Smirking to himself as he lets his panel pull back. Dragging his palms down his chest and over his sides. Trodding up towards the shallows with a rumble of his engines as he palms his spike slowly, dragging his thumb along the tip. Standing in the water where it was only thigh height for a moment, he indulges himself. His other servo slipped over his node, pinching it with a deep sigh, back towards the sparsely wooded area. Looking out over the dark starry sky and water. He groans as he squeezes the base of his spike a little harder. Only to flinch at the bright, sharp honk behind him. He almost pinches his digits in his panel. Painfully forcing himself to be covered as he turns on his heel. Flushed and...scowling at the sight of Bumblebee on the shore near his blanket. Mercifully, without Sari in sight. " Bee... why are you out here?! Weren't you playing that new game you just got?" Primus please save him. Optimus begins to trudge the rest of the way free of the water towards the shoulder and chest guard on the blanket. Hiding his disappointment with a look of long suffering.
Optimus blinks at Bee as he suddenly wades into the water... and immediately begins to start complaining. He gives a rough sound, then he starts to laugh quietly,” Bee...” He shakes his head. He’s...kind of cute like this isn’t he? Trying his hardest- Optimus tries to get that thought to stop immediately. Halting the processor train before it gets too far. Bee is his subordinate its not appropriate. So he wades a bit deeper into the cold water. Unbothered by the material under ped,” Its juts rocks and water moss Bumblebee.” Starting to try and scan and feel for the lost armor. He’d seen the rough spot it had landed and waded out until he’s about waist height. Going under the water a few times to feel and coming up to let the water cascade off his frame. Shaking slightly with a relatively pleased sigh. It really did feel nice on his overheated frame. Unaware of the little pleased smile on his features as he somewhat indulged in the water as he searched.
“how do you know? it might be some kind of evil alien sent here to take over the world!”
it’s happened before. it’s literally happening right now.
he had a vague idea of where the armor went as well. the thing with being small, though, is that waist high for Optimus is neck high for Bumblebee. he’s standing on the tip of his pedes -- this would be unsteady at the best of times, but with the rocky lake floor he’s as graceful as a newborn calf.
that is to say, Bumblebee has fallen under the water several times in pursuit of armor.
he resurfaces for the fifth time right next to Optimus and, to avoid any lake water finding its way into his intake, he tilts his head skyward. this gives him the perfect view of the prime’s smile.
“what’cha thinking about?”
(it can’t be the fact that they can’t find that armor...he’s pretty sure Optimus would be yelling at him again if that was the case)
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Optimus was glad to take some time away from the base. Especially with the chill of winter coming. It meant that less humans were by the lake too. It also meant that Bee and Sari tended to stay indoors, as did Prowl. Ratchet was helping Bulkhead with some work in town with the humans. Optimus? He was off shift, and he'd found a lovely spot to take some time alone. He'd packed some warm fuel and he'd managed to sweep a good spot clear of snow and ice to lay a thick knit blanket he'd been gifted by the Fire Chief for service to the city. Optimus drops his armor on the blanket and plunges into the cold lake. Coming up with a huff and a billow of his vents, glad to cool off. He'd been actually overheating over the last two weeks. Now he can enjoy the cool, clear water... and his privacy. Smirking to himself as he lets his panel pull back. Dragging his palms down his chest and over his sides. Trodding up towards the shallows with a rumble of his engines as he palms his spike slowly, dragging his thumb along the tip. Standing in the water where it was only thigh height for a moment, he indulges himself. His other servo slipped over his node, pinching it with a deep sigh, back towards the sparsely wooded area. Looking out over the dark starry sky and water. He groans as he squeezes the base of his spike a little harder. Only to flinch at the bright, sharp honk behind him. He almost pinches his digits in his panel. Painfully forcing himself to be covered as he turns on his heel. Flushed and...scowling at the sight of Bumblebee on the shore near his blanket. Mercifully, without Sari in sight. " Bee... why are you out here?! Weren't you playing that new game you just got?" Primus please save him. Optimus begins to trudge the rest of the way free of the water towards the shoulder and chest guard on the blanket. Hiding his disappointment with a look of long suffering.
“ A joke-?” Optimus is going to reel this landed Bee fish in expertly and grip him by the bar just under the collar armor. Hooking his digits into it to haul him up. He brings Bee to Optic level, growl resonating again as his nasal ridge flares. Giving another billow of steam, his entire frame is heated enough he’s faintly steaming as he gives him a tiny shake,” Bee what you did was not only rude to me on a personal level and highly disrespectful of my privacy and personal belongings-” He points to the lake,” Its DEEP. Very, very deep. You could have left me defenseless Bumblebee. Did you stop to consider that fact? We’re on a back water planet with limited ability to communicate with Autobot High Command... while under threat from some of the most powerful Decepticons known to history. If Strika where here it’d be the ENTIRE decepticon High Command.” He sets Bee down with a hard thump on his pedes,” ... don’t bother. I’ll get it myself. But Bee? You really need to start thinking. You’re young, and I accept that but this-” He gestures with both servos before venting roughly,” ...y’know what? Forget it. Go back to Base Bee.” Optimus feels all the rage flee. He’s still over charged, restless and he’s also sad. Because it just him him that Bee really could have left him proverbially drowning if he’d lost his armor. So he turns to test if the water is still bearable with a pede, wading out a few feet to calm down.
Bumblebee can’t look Optimus in the optic. he searches the sky and ground and his own servos that are nervously tapping two index digits together...anything to avoid the (justifiably) angry prime.
he doesn’t even have a retort. with Prowl, he might have kept teasing anyway because it was funny to see him riled up. but Optimus is just...nice. he’s nice and now Bumblebee feels mean.
with pedes firmly back on the ground (okay, maybe he stumbled a bit when Optimus put him down but nobody else saw that, okay?) and somehow feels worse. maybe he’s not as old as some of the other bots on the team. and yeah, maybe he doesn’t think things through (not this time, though. nobody could have predicted these events.) but he could still help.
“I said I’d get it.” Bumblebee stomps confidently into the lake. and then stops. “yuck, I stepped on something! ewww it’s slimy--” he raises his leg, kicks some weird plant off, and continues, “--no need to worry, Bumblebee’s on the case. I’ll find that armor in no time!”
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Optimus was glad to take some time away from the base. Especially with the chill of winter coming. It meant that less humans were by the lake too. It also meant that Bee and Sari tended to stay indoors, as did Prowl. Ratchet was helping Bulkhead with some work in town with the humans. Optimus? He was off shift, and he'd found a lovely spot to take some time alone. He'd packed some warm fuel and he'd managed to sweep a good spot clear of snow and ice to lay a thick knit blanket he'd been gifted by the Fire Chief for service to the city. Optimus drops his armor on the blanket and plunges into the cold lake. Coming up with a huff and a billow of his vents, glad to cool off. He'd been actually overheating over the last two weeks. Now he can enjoy the cool, clear water... and his privacy. Smirking to himself as he lets his panel pull back. Dragging his palms down his chest and over his sides. Trodding up towards the shallows with a rumble of his engines as he palms his spike slowly, dragging his thumb along the tip. Standing in the water where it was only thigh height for a moment, he indulges himself. His other servo slipped over his node, pinching it with a deep sigh, back towards the sparsely wooded area. Looking out over the dark starry sky and water. He groans as he squeezes the base of his spike a little harder. Only to flinch at the bright, sharp honk behind him. He almost pinches his digits in his panel. Painfully forcing himself to be covered as he turns on his heel. Flushed and...scowling at the sight of Bumblebee on the shore near his blanket. Mercifully, without Sari in sight. " Bee... why are you out here?! Weren't you playing that new game you just got?" Primus please save him. Optimus begins to trudge the rest of the way free of the water towards the shoulder and chest guard on the blanket. Hiding his disappointment with a look of long suffering.
Bee would attempt to run, and he would attempt to throw his armor. Thankfully? Bee isn’t built for throwing. Especially not large pieces of solid armor made for a frontline Prime. Bee also forgets... Optimus has a secondary method of travel. So when the little fragger flees, he points his grappler at him and it shoots out to catch Bee by the back of his neck. Growling under breath as he hisses,” Come here you little menace. Not only do you take my things, but you fragging lob it into the lake. Bee what would you have done if it actually got any depth?! These lakes are some of the deepest bodies of Fresh water on this fragging planet! I can’t get a replacement. You get back here and face me like someone who’s had to deal with Kup Minor!”
ah. right. the grappling hook.
the reason bumblebee was pulled backward right onto the wet ground. gross! oh and there’s wet plants too?! and they’re touching him!
bee claws at the offending hook, in that impossible to reach part of his neck. he’s trashing and rolling on the ground like a fish out of water.
“Hey, hey, hey, lets talk this out!” Bee tries those puppy dog eyes again. he’s just a little guy! you’re going to yell at a little guy like him? look at him, all sad and scared on the gross wet sand!
“c’mon it was a joke! you like jokes, don’tcha Boss Bot? sure you do! I’ll tell you what...I’ll go get that armor for you! let’s call that even, okay?”
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Optimus was glad to take some time away from the base. Especially with the chill of winter coming. It meant that less humans were by the lake too. It also meant that Bee and Sari tended to stay indoors, as did Prowl. Ratchet was helping Bulkhead with some work in town with the humans. Optimus? He was off shift, and he'd found a lovely spot to take some time alone. He'd packed some warm fuel and he'd managed to sweep a good spot clear of snow and ice to lay a thick knit blanket he'd been gifted by the Fire Chief for service to the city. Optimus drops his armor on the blanket and plunges into the cold lake. Coming up with a huff and a billow of his vents, glad to cool off. He'd been actually overheating over the last two weeks. Now he can enjoy the cool, clear water... and his privacy. Smirking to himself as he lets his panel pull back. Dragging his palms down his chest and over his sides. Trodding up towards the shallows with a rumble of his engines as he palms his spike slowly, dragging his thumb along the tip. Standing in the water where it was only thigh height for a moment, he indulges himself. His other servo slipped over his node, pinching it with a deep sigh, back towards the sparsely wooded area. Looking out over the dark starry sky and water. He groans as he squeezes the base of his spike a little harder. Only to flinch at the bright, sharp honk behind him. He almost pinches his digits in his panel. Painfully forcing himself to be covered as he turns on his heel. Flushed and...scowling at the sight of Bumblebee on the shore near his blanket. Mercifully, without Sari in sight. " Bee... why are you out here?! Weren't you playing that new game you just got?" Primus please save him. Optimus begins to trudge the rest of the way free of the water towards the shoulder and chest guard on the blanket. Hiding his disappointment with a look of long suffering.
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“ Considering I was less than 10 feet away from the blanket and MY armor Bee…” Optimus growls, flashing one fang at the other. He’s really not in the mood for this. He can feel the processor ache, along with other aches, from the cut off charge that is still circulating in his system. He huffs a burst of steam through his denta,” … put it down.” His tone is calm despite the flashing optics. “ Or do you want to be stuck cleaning up the base for the next two weeks. And I cut the video game time to a half hour.” Fins cocked forward, gaze locked on Bee. Sometimes he feels like their Carrier, having to make rules and enforce them and keep the peace. Was it so much to ask that once, just once! He had a chance to get off in privacy and not have to rush it?
on the one hand, Bee does not want to do those things. those things sound terrible. on the other hand (or hands, because this armor is heavy) Bee currently has a thing that Optimus wants and he might be able to leverage that.
this is a complicated matter. a real helm-scratcher. a complex equation.
Bumblebee is bad at math.
“finders keepers.” he sticks his glossa out (mlehh!) and stubbornly pulls the armor to his chestplate. “but I might be persuaded to trade...”
Bumblebee is currently having to hold his armor with both hands. If he transforms he won’t be able to carry it in his interior or his tiny trunk. If he attempted to run the chest plate would be too heavy for Bee to move around at top speed. Optimus has a longer stride then Bee, he’s unencumbered by a chunk of weight. He’s also HIGHLY motivated. He growls deeply, resonating from his chest so it carries,” Bumblebee...” His optics fix to a fine set of pointed slits,” Start running, because when I catch you, you will regret attempting to take my things. I’ve been patient with you. I’ve been fair to you... but when I catch you I am chucking you as far as I can into the lake and you can wade your way out and back home where you’ll be cleaning the base by yourself for a MONTH... and you’re stuck on monitor duty with Ratchet while he educates you on the importance of not taking bots things.” He lowers his center of gravity, bracing... and lunges with the same speed he lunges at cons.
“aw man...”
who could have predicted this? absolutely nobody!
but Bumblebee is used to being chased by angry teammates. it’s usually Prowl, of course. Prowl hunted him like a tiger. or something else from a nature show...did they make spotted tigers? that sounded right.
and he has to hand it to that old bot, some of his super boring nature documentaries did offer some pretty good advice for prey.
bob and weave.
with a very brave and not-at-all-embarrassing yelp, Bee narrowly avoids the larger bot. somehow, his incredible plan had backfired. clearly, the best course of action was to get rid of the evidence.
the yellow mech makes a beeline (ha!) for the lake and throws the armor with as much strength as he can.
with that taken care of, Bumblebee is free to race off along the shoreline.
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Optimus was glad to take some time away from the base. Especially with the chill of winter coming. It meant that less humans were by the lake too. It also meant that Bee and Sari tended to stay indoors, as did Prowl. Ratchet was helping Bulkhead with some work in town with the humans. Optimus? He was off shift, and he'd found a lovely spot to take some time alone. He'd packed some warm fuel and he'd managed to sweep a good spot clear of snow and ice to lay a thick knit blanket he'd been gifted by the Fire Chief for service to the city. Optimus drops his armor on the blanket and plunges into the cold lake. Coming up with a huff and a billow of his vents, glad to cool off. He'd been actually overheating over the last two weeks. Now he can enjoy the cool, clear water... and his privacy. Smirking to himself as he lets his panel pull back. Dragging his palms down his chest and over his sides. Trodding up towards the shallows with a rumble of his engines as he palms his spike slowly, dragging his thumb along the tip. Standing in the water where it was only thigh height for a moment, he indulges himself. His other servo slipped over his node, pinching it with a deep sigh, back towards the sparsely wooded area. Looking out over the dark starry sky and water. He groans as he squeezes the base of his spike a little harder. Only to flinch at the bright, sharp honk behind him. He almost pinches his digits in his panel. Painfully forcing himself to be covered as he turns on his heel. Flushed and...scowling at the sight of Bumblebee on the shore near his blanket. Mercifully, without Sari in sight. " Bee... why are you out here?! Weren't you playing that new game you just got?" Primus please save him. Optimus begins to trudge the rest of the way free of the water towards the shoulder and chest guard on the blanket. Hiding his disappointment with a look of long suffering.
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“ Considering I was less than 10 feet away from the blanket and MY armor Bee…” Optimus growls, flashing one fang at the other. He’s really not in the mood for this. He can feel the processor ache, along with other aches, from the cut off charge that is still circulating in his system. He huffs a burst of steam through his denta,” … put it down.” His tone is calm despite the flashing optics. “ Or do you want to be stuck cleaning up the base for the next two weeks. And I cut the video game time to a half hour.” Fins cocked forward, gaze locked on Bee. Sometimes he feels like their Carrier, having to make rules and enforce them and keep the peace. Was it so much to ask that once, just once! He had a chance to get off in privacy and not have to rush it?
on the one hand, Bee does not want to do those things. those things sound terrible. on the other hand (or hands, because this armor is heavy) Bee currently has a thing that Optimus wants and he might be able to leverage that.
this is a complicated matter. a real helm-scratcher. a complex equation.
Bumblebee is bad at math.
“finders keepers.” he sticks his glossa out (mlehh!) and stubbornly pulls the armor to his chestplate. “but I might be persuaded to trade...”

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Optimus was glad to take some time away from the base. Especially with the chill of winter coming. It meant that less humans were by the lake too. It also meant that Bee and Sari tended to stay indoors, as did Prowl. Ratchet was helping Bulkhead with some work in town with the humans. Optimus? He was off shift, and he'd found a lovely spot to take some time alone. He'd packed some warm fuel and he'd managed to sweep a good spot clear of snow and ice to lay a thick knit blanket he'd been gifted by the Fire Chief for service to the city. Optimus drops his armor on the blanket and plunges into the cold lake. Coming up with a huff and a billow of his vents, glad to cool off. He'd been actually overheating over the last two weeks. Now he can enjoy the cool, clear water... and his privacy. Smirking to himself as he lets his panel pull back. Dragging his palms down his chest and over his sides. Trodding up towards the shallows with a rumble of his engines as he palms his spike slowly, dragging his thumb along the tip. Standing in the water where it was only thigh height for a moment, he indulges himself. His other servo slipped over his node, pinching it with a deep sigh, back towards the sparsely wooded area. Looking out over the dark starry sky and water. He groans as he squeezes the base of his spike a little harder. Only to flinch at the bright, sharp honk behind him. He almost pinches his digits in his panel. Painfully forcing himself to be covered as he turns on his heel. Flushed and...scowling at the sight of Bumblebee on the shore near his blanket. Mercifully, without Sari in sight. " Bee... why are you out here?! Weren't you playing that new game you just got?" Primus please save him. Optimus begins to trudge the rest of the way free of the water towards the shoulder and chest guard on the blanket. Hiding his disappointment with a look of long suffering.
“you trying to speed up the rust process, Boss Bot? Sari says that lake is full of gross stuff!”
or something like that. Bumblebee doesn’t need any help avoiding nature.
“someone put a block on the tv so it turns off after an hour. an hour! that’s not enough time to do anything!” he is prepared to make this everyone’s problem. and right now it’s yours, Optimus. “do a bot a solid and turn it off, will ya?” he clasps his hands together, pouts his bottom lip and--
hang on a second.
“what are you doing out here anyway?” it suddenly clicks that this is weird. the turbo-puppy eyes are replace by a mischievous grin and Bumblebee snags the chest guard off the blanket. “you shouldn’t leave this stuff unattended! for shame, Boss Bot.”
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