#bumblebeeper

"Stop talking like that," he all but begged. There was so much damage, and only so much he could do. He was trying he best, though, to keep the other alive despite everything seemingly against him. Blown energon lines, fried circuits... it was an utter mess.

His chest hurt.

"You'll be ok. I promise you'll be ok. Just hang in there."

He was covered in energon at this point. At this rate Bumblebee--

it had been a few months since the girl had seen the ‘bots. it had been a weird limbo state, after mikaela broke up with sam. 

                                                     they’d had so many problems.

but that’s what happens when you jump into an adrenaline fueled relationship in the middle of war. 

                                when the war ended - what was left of the relationship?

she knew sam was mad. she couldn’t blame him for that. she imagined sam was saying some not so kind things about her. which is why she hadn’t been surprised when everything went radio silent on her. 

hurt, but not surprised.  

so when mikaela saw the camaro pull up to her dad’s shop, her heart jumped to her throat. 

the girl traipsed over, making sure no one could be listening in on her potentially talking to a non-sentient car. her voice was whisper soft, afraid to get her hopes too far up. 

                                                                                 “… bee?”

Ambulon twitched, rubbing his forehead.

“... Okay. Yeah. Fix first. Explanation later.” 

Ambulon chuckled quietly. “Yeah, I see that.” 

The poor mech. How did he manage to get into these situations? This crew was chaotic at times, it seemed. 

“Alright, let’s see what we can do to fix this.”

Ambulon scowled, rubbing the back of his neck. 

He had got winded. His spark was a little sore, which left him tired. 

“Don’t worry about it, really,” he murmured. “It’s not a big deal.”