#animated bumblebee

It was a rather lazily afternoon, the sun was high in the sky and Optimus found himself resting in the shade of a tree, watching both Sari and Bumblebee play tag. Seeing the pair play reminds him of how he and Rodimus used to play, the older sparkling would often let him win their games despite being much better at them. Optimus let out a sigh as those memories came flooding back he hoped his big brother was doing well, it had been too long since they last spoke.

"Look out!" Bumblebee called out a bit to late as Sari came barrelling into Optimus's side.

"Sorry!" Sari quickly apologized as she scrambled to her feet to get a better look Optimus in the optic. "Are you okay, Optimus?"

The red and blue mech gave a soft chuckle just thankful that Sari was alright. "I'm fine" Optimus then looked back to where Bumblebee was standing, a trail of wet mud and grass leading away from the yellow mech. "You slipped on the mud, didn't you?"

"Yeah..." Sari sheepishly looked away still feeling guilty. "I'm really sorry"

"You don't have to be sorry, Sari" Optimus gave a soft smile as he pulled the girl into a hug. "It was an accident, plus it reminds me of when I your age"

"Whoa, Boss bot used to be a sparkling? Who knew!" Bumblebee teased as he joined their side. A clean cloth in his servos to help wipe away the mud and grass. "Where you the nerdy type who kept his face burred in data pads all day?"

Rolling his optics Optimus simply shook his helm. "No, I was quite the trouble maker. Though without my big brother I likely would still be doing chores for Kup"

"You have a older brother?!" Sari's eyes lit up as her smile grew. Bumblebee was now leaning in hoping to hear more of the story. His field flickering with curiosity and intrest.

"Alright, since you two are not going to leave me alone. I'll tell you"

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Meanwhile Rodimus let out a tired sigh as he looked out the tiny window. Machines softly beeped while footsteps echoed down the white hallways. He hated how the med-bays were always cold or how he could hear distance bots coughing or groaning in pain. With a servo he traced along old scars that littered his protoform as he tried not to pay attention to the judging optics of his current doctor.

"Well, the scans confirm our suspicions" The medic spoke as they looked over their data pad. "Congratulations you're having a sparkling"

Rodimus felt his energon run cold in his lines. He gave a forced smile as he turned to finally look at the medic. "That's...great news. I'd didn't think I would be having a bitty so soon"

The medic looked on puzzled but simply shrugged. "I'll go get you some mineral cubs and refer you to a mid-carrier in the emergence ward"

"Yeah that will be great, thank you" Rodimus watched the medic leave. Once he was sure they were gone he allowed tears to fall. Frag! What was he going to do?! He can't get rid of the sparkling, everyone on Cybertron knew about his and Magnus's bonding. Not to mention that he couldn't bare the guilt about leaving the sparkling alone, not after what both he and Optimus went through.

He just hoped Optimus was okay, that his little brother was safe and sound.

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Omg thumbs up I LOVE THIS!!!!!!

I wonder…when shockwave goes after the magnus does he try to kill him because Megatron ordered the magnus’s helm?

At the request of his future and hopeful queen optimus prime?

The crime?

Bumblebee has always struggled with his conflicting instincts. His care takers or very little of them would always scold him for acting on them. No biting other sparklings, no hording blankets or toys, no eating driveflies, electro spiders or zap mice instead of energon, lastly no trying to force feed said critters to other sparklings. He knew he didn't fit in and his care takers knew it. Unlike the other sparklings that were snuggly or playful he was a freak, unadoptable, simply a mistake.

Why did he have to be forged like this? Did his creators knew what they were making when they had him or were they hoping that he would just be normal like everyone else?! Either way instead of the love of a family or happy home Bee grew up the cold hard streets. At just 120 steller cycles he ran away from that centre and never looked back, he just wished he brought few others along but he didn't want to risk it.

Life on the streets in the slums as a sparkling was dangerous. Criminals try and use sparklings as thieves or lookouts thanks to their smaller size, others tried to use them as free labour. Some mecha saw them as outlets for rage and anger, Bumblebee was never caught by those bots but he knew sparklings who were and he never saw them again. He only managed to stay functioning by keeping his helm down and growing up fast.

It was by pure luck that he was discovered by the Academy. A passing teacher just happened to be drinking at a shady bar one night, it was the same bar Bee was working part time for little sharnix. A fight broke out between two drunk bolts heads and Bee stepped in to break it up though things got messy quick. He was forced to punch one of them in the face while the other got the business end of a broom, his fighting skills must have gotten the teacher's attention as once the two angry drunks fled he was handed an application card. Bumblebee knew it could be a scam but after double checking that it was the real deal he applied, knowing anything was better than being stuck in here.

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Kool Kat thank you!!!!!

I love tfa angst! Especially bumblebee!!!

He was different and he knew from the beginning he was!!!

It was a cold night, the winds outside howled as bitter acid rain fell sizzling anything in its path. Safely hidden inside an old building two bots huddled together.

"Okay, I doubt any Enforcers will risk getting burned to find us" A tall bee like insecticon spoke, their wings buzzing as they scanned the outside carefully. "Hopefully we'll re-join my hive soon love, promise"

A sigh escaped a bulky yellow bot, a healing wound running down their arm and spinel strut. In the bots arms hidden away in some blankets sat one round egg, its shell glowing softly. "I hope you're right. We've been on the run for too long and I don't want our bitty to be born in such a cruel place"

"I know, love" The insecticon clicked as they nuzzled into their conjun'x helm. "It will be alright, we just have to keep going for a little longer"

"I hope so..." With another sigh they pulled their precious egg closer before snuggling closer to their conjunx. Hopefully after some recharge tomorrow will be much better.

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"Is that everyone?" An Enforcer growled out as they scanned the surrounding building, their blaster still smoking.

"No, I still hear something..." Another answered as they headed towards the next room. They kept their blaster high and with a kick the door swung open. As they scanned the room the Enforcers gaze landed on the shuffling blankets. "Found the source of the noise"

"What is it?"

"A sparkling, fresh spark too" They replied as they kneeled down to better inspect the yellow chirping bitty. "What do we do with them?"

A dark chuckle escaped the first Enforcer as they already headed for the door. "Just send the brat to the closest centre, a hybrid is not worth brining back to Iacon. Lets go"

"Rodger that"

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Thumps up 😭 this was not very positive of you 😭😭 but i love it!

Hybrid bee is perfect!!! He keeps his insect wings hidden and has padding around his tanks, arms & legs to hide his curvy femme like figure thats covered in fuzz!!!

Blitzwing feeling for morning cuddle with Bee in the breth. Bumblebee try to get out from his gasp. ( the three personality has their on likeing or typ for cuddle)

So i can see bee just trying to get up to use the washer.

They were asleep with randoms face plate visible first. The black and red faced mech was sound asleep sleeping curled around bee like a viro pup. His servos carefully curled around Bee’s face plate.

Bee was able to wiggle his helm free but then icy’s face plate came round and rolled half on bee, half off bee. Bee…was not happy about the extra extra weight on him.

He..punched Blitzwing’s massive chassis, not painful by any means but it did online his optics and he instinctively spun to hot head and activated his canons while curling around bee to protect him.

His orange red optics looked around and at the sign of no threat he looked to Bee and saw the raised optic brow & irritation and immediately picked his hummel up and took him to the wash racks.

“Sorry mein bug,” hot head spoke as he kept watch outside the washer racks, protection coding still high as ever, “punch me harder when jou first wake. I don’t vant jou vaiting a click on me.”

A sigh from the other side and a moment later bee came out. He didn’t even have a chance to take a step before hot head scooped him up and cuddled him in his arms with a pout.

“It’s fine stormi, i know you were sleeping. Plus i love the warmth to eventual cold,” Bee laid his helmet on Blitz’s neck cable, churring at the feel of his large clawed servo rubbing his lower back and tanks.

“Right now i need the warmth,” bee shivered. He couldn’t curl in close but Blitzwing slipped into their berth and surrounded himself around bee.

“Jou let jour carrier rest, jou,” his engine purring and frame temp rising made bee melt into the berth and Blitzwing.

Bumblebee woke with a yawn as he blinked away the static from his optics he quickly got to his pedes. He walked over to his bitty's crib and with gentle servos scouped them up before nuzzling their helm with his own. "Morning my little light, are you ready for breakfast?"

The sparkling gave a lazily coo just snuggling closer as they slowly shook away their sleepiness. In the meantime they just watched as their adopted carrier grabbed his own cube before grabbing a set of napkins. Once everything was set Bumblebee took a seat allowing his chest plates to open and started guiding the bitty to a nozzle. Once they latched on and began feeding Bee let out a happy hum he turned his attention to his own fuel.

Recharge would have claimed them both if it wasn't for the knock at the door jolting them awake. With a frustrated huff Bumblebee quickly wrapped a blanket around himself and his sparkling before answering the door. "Its too early for this. Who is it?"

"Sorry for dropping by like this, Bee" Optimus gave a nervous smile his optics looking dim and flat. "We need to talk..."

"Oh, okay..." Instinctually he held the mound of blankets closer a deep pit like feeling grew in his tanks as he returned to his seat. "What's up boss bot?"

Optimus sighed his field humming with regret and sorrow while his optics refused to look at the yellow mech. "I know who's the sparkling's sire is" The prime then crossed his arms hoping to keep his field in check for a little longer. "And he's wants them back..."

The sinking feeling grew deeper as Bumblebee tightly pulled the bitty even closer. No this can't be happing. Why now, why weren't they there in the first place? "Who is it...?" Primus please let it be someone he knew.

"Its Megatron..." Optimus spoke barely above a whisper.

"No..."

"Bee, Its true" The prime reached out with a servo only to have it swatted away.

"No! You're lying!" Bumblebee hissed as he stood on his pedes. His whole plating flared and bristled in attempted to make him look larger. Tears already began to fall down his cheeks as he glared at Optimus. "He can't be their sire! He just can't!"

"Bumblebee..." Optimus whispered as he took a few slow steps closer, he made sure to keep his field calm and his servos open. "I wish I was also lying but its the truth, I'm sorry"

"But they're mine..." He gave a choaked sob as looked down and nuzzling the bitty. "I'm the one taking care of them, I'm the one who loves them"

Optimus gave a sorrowful sigh as he carefully pulled Bumblebee into a hug. He let Bee sob and cry into his shoulder while his spark felt like it was being ripped into two. And for the first time in a while he wasn't sure what to do. "I know, I'm sorry..."

"Please..." Another sob "Don't let them take my bitty. Not again..."

"I'll try"

It was a slow afternoon when a Elite guard ship arrived outside their base. Bumblebee wasn't already feeling up to it as the little bitty he had been looking after was currently fussy thanks to their fangs growing in. Not to mention the sparkling was clearly a young seeker as tiny wing numbs had started to flap and flutter. Bee knew it was going to be a stressful day.

"You don't have to talk to them kid" Ratchet spoke as he continued to work on repairing a few small circuit bords. "If you really feel like you have to go out there with the others, you can keep the little one here"

"But if I don't I won't be able to talk with Jazz" Bee huffed as he pulled his sparkling closer. "And he's been so excited to see the bitty too"

Ratchet narrowed his optics studying the yellow mech for a moment. Ah, so that's what is going on. The medic then snorted a small laugh shaking his helm. "Ah, you young bots and your crushes"

"Huh?! W-what do you mean by that?" Bumblebee jumped to his pedes his cheeks growing hot and flustered. The sudden change in emotion drew a confused squeak from the sparkling as they gazed up at their care-giver with puzzled optics.

"Don't play dumb with me, young mech!" Ratchet waved a wrench. "I know when a bot is giving goo-goo eyes to another. I used to be young too y'know"

With a flustered huff the yellow mech allowed his frame to sulk. "Okay, you got me but don't tell Jazz or Prowl! They don't know I have a crush on em yet!"

"Who said anything about Prowl?" The medic teased.

Bumblebee gave a tiny scream as his face only got hotter. Scrap scrap! Why did Ratchet figure him out so quickly? Flustered he would take his sparking and retreat to his hab hoping to calm down before the others got back. The sparkling on the other hand just happily chirped tapping their servos on his glass before giving a wide smile. Bee could feel his spark melt at the cuteness. "Maybe giving you a little sibling or two won't be so bad, don't you agree my little Skylight?"

😭😭😭😭 i am in love with this au.

Whoever you are, thank you, this helped make my day better!

I look forward to this.