#tfes breakbee

I'm gonna just drop this here before I look at it too long and start to hate it 💀

Art and a Short Fic to accompany it?!

Don't remember what song inspired this but I zoned out listening to music and this scene popped into my head, so I drew it and then wrote it ^^

Over and over he slammed Breakdown into the ground, screaming..almost begging out the words, “Why why, WHY?!” each time he’d lift Breakdown by his Chassis and push him into the concrete again.

Tears spilled over the ridge of his eyes, Words repeating.

Over and over. Breakdown had left him repeatedly over the decades they'd been on earth and more times than he could count on Cybertron. At least then he had something to blame, being on separate sides of the war was reason enough to not stick around. But now here on earth, though some Decepticons still roam, there is no war. Some measly battles sure, but there was no need to be on one side or the other. It wasn't just about survival anymore.

So when the battle with Mandroid was over and Breakdown came to say goodbye again Bee racked his brain to find some sensible reason as to why Breakdown would choose to run off with the few Decepticons with a thirst for war there were left.

Bee came to the realization that he couldn't blame the war or small quarrels they’d had with each other's sides anymore.

Breakdown was the problem.

He’d Decided once again to leave him. It’s like Breakdown couldn't stand him, like he couldn't bear to stick around for more than a week. Why..? Why? 

“WHY CAN’T YOU JUST-” 

Stay.

A firm pair of hands grasped his shoulders interrupting him, gently yet firmly pulling him up and away from Breakdown.

“Bumblebee!” A familiar voice rang through his audials.

Optimus stood towering over Bee, Sevros held tightly on Bee's shoulders.

“Breathe.” No doubt an order from the leader.

Bee sucked in a few ragged breaths, looking to his left he saw breakdown beginning to prop himself up on his elbows. Energon leaked from his mouth, repeated blows to the head will do that to a bot.

Breakdown blinked, peering up at the scout. “Bee…” He spoke weakly, desperately.

Bee squeezed his eyes shut and shook off Optimus’s sevros.

Idk in earthspark I've always liked bee having a parent figure, most times op or Megatron, so I imagine they'll be really upset realizing bee was alive the whole time and didn't contact them at all

(also is this breakbee?)

Really love your au btw, it seem like an awesome story

Ofc!

*Slight upcoming fic spoilers*

The first Bot to find out Bee was alive was Optimus. Upon seeing him he froze, his processor racing, trying to make it make sense. Bee was quick to turn and run, acting purely on instinct. Optimus's attempt to call out to him would be for nothing and so would the chase that followed. Escape, canvasing, hiding, these are all things Bee excels at as a scout. He wouldn't be found again so easily.

Optimus, among all the others, would be shocked. Confused and upset but unbelievably relieved. Almost in disbelief that it could be true, thinking it was to good to be so. Why would Bee run from them? Why would he hide from them if he was alive all this time? All questions they had, all questions they wouldn't get answered.

Optimus, Elita One and Arcee, The Maltos and The Terrans stuck with their thoughts, no trail to follow. They had become too consumed in the "How" and "Why" to move forward, to make a plan.

...But not Megatron. While he held all the same questions, unlike the others stopped in their tracks he was determined to locate the scout and get the answers. Determined to bring him home. Megatron isn't good with comfort and...feelings, but he does know how to take action. He knew Bumblebee wouldn't be easy to find, Bee had caused him enough trouble in the war to know that for a fact. Given some time, the others would join him in his search to bring their scout home.

And yes!! This is BreakBee :3 Though once the fic releases even if you don't ship them it's still readable! While there is BreakBee It won't be the main focus of the story.

Bonus Doodle I did a while back because I've been so busy with work ;w;

Link to the fic if anybody wants it 🙊

Autobots: BEE?! You're ALIVE-

Bee: (already 10 miles away) who?!

Also what would happen if the relic was taken out of bee? Would he die again? Cuz I was thinking like, if Ghost was still there, they might wanna make a grab since it's not everyday there's something that can uno reverse death

Tbh I didn't even think about what would happen to the relic after it was used to revive Bee, but this question inspired me and I thought of something!

Oh but to answer your first question, yes! The Autobots, if/when they find out he's alive chase after him. But Bee being the scout he is, trained to be the best spy within Autobot ranks, is not easy to track or locate when he doesn't want to be found.

I've seen some people interpret Bee's feelings against the Autobots as anger, him blaming them for what happened to him, but it's more complex than that. He doesn't hate them, he couldn't hate them. They were like family to him. He's hurt, he feels betrayed. Not knowing how to deal with these emotions, and not wanting to confront them, he hides himself from the world and runs the second the Autobots find him.

As for the relic, It became drained of its power after being used to bring Bee back. But the Decepticons don't know that, nor do the Autobots. The very object Bee was killed over was used to bring him back to life.

Spoilers for the fic, The battle Bee was killed in was over the Relic. It had fallen to earth, and the Cons and Autobots detected its presence. (Inspired by the Relics of Iacon in TFP being sent to earth during the war on Cybertron.) After Bee was killed the Autobots couldn't care less about what the Relic could have been, in that moment everything else fell from their minds. The Decepticons got away with the Relic and Bumblebee's life. Breakdown "Borrowed" The relic from the Decepticons in hopes of it being capable of helping Bee. To his luck, it was. After reviving Bee Breakdown returned it to the vault now drained of all power. For all they knew, it was empty when they fought for it.