#tfo bee

For this continuity alone

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“You’re making a mistake, ask sentinel!

D-16 shouts, trying to reason with Darkwing until the door slams shut, d-16 looks down in defeat and shame. “Ugh hate that guy.” Orion exclaimed, groaning.

A noise of falling debris than brought their attention, they turned and saw a trash shoot, conveyor belt and furnace, it didn’t seem like there’s a lot of room… other than that there’s two doors on either side.

Without any other options both bots nodded and split, Orion opened the door on the right, blinking at the scene before him.

Scrap statues… surprisingly well made and balanced. “Ok, other than scrap metal statues, starry lights and data pads, got nothing on this side.” He told d-16. “What about-… woah.” Orion says, stopping mid sentence staring with awe.

The door on the left has an amazing view of the watery depths of cybertron, they don’t really need it for anything other than sanitisation, oddly big for something this small and… fiery but it’s better than nothing.

“… could be a way out?

“What is wrong with you.” D-16 asks, snapping his helm towards the miner that caused this mess. “What do you mean? There’s a hatch, and it could be our ticket way out.” He told the other minor, already drawing up a plan.

“Are you stupid?! It’s water! We can’t swim and we’ll drown if we go anywhere in those watery pits of doom!” He told the red and blue mech, pulling him away from the window view.

“Do you want to rust in places you don’t normally after death?! I don’t think so!” D-16 shouts, arms thrown in the air in frustration, gesturing the water.

“That is a death sentence, anybot can die! And the only other species that can survive is nonexistent, we’re stuck down here because of you with creepy scrap statues, a furnace and a strange bot staring directly at us through the tank-!”

The monochrome mech stopped, his optic ridges furrowed. Both bots slowly turned to the tanker filled with water and stared at another bot with yellow plating that’s staring back at them with curious blue optics.

“… why is there a bot in the tanker filled with water?” D-16 asks, pointing at the curious bot, who disappeared out of view.

Then re-appeared, opening the hatch Orion was about to suggest. The yellow bot blinked up at the two as they stared down at the other, just like them he’s got no transformation cog.

“… hey, little guy.” Orion waves. “Is the watery depths the exit?”

“Orion. I will smite you where you stand.”

D interjects, glaring at the other miner. The yellow bot shook his helm and spoke to them… that’s not in the cybertronian they themselves use. “Uhh… what?” D-16 asks, the bot in the hatch tries to answer their question again…

Same results as last time, they don’t understand, d-16 knelt down and cleared his vocaliser. “… I-I’m sorry, me and Orion don’t understand.” He told the yellow bot, said bot tilted his helm and tried to speak again.

This time! It sounded different than how he was speaking. “Uh… I don’t-.”

“Is that vosarian?” Orion asks all so suddenly. “Wha- what’s vosarian?” D-16 asks. “It’s a language seekers use.” Orion answers confidently to confirm.

“I read that the high guard commander is a seeker, if my processor remembers correctly.” D-16 blinks then a light bulb idea flashed in his processor.

“We’re speaking iaconian aren’t we? Maybe try telling him that in vosarian?” D-16 asks, Orion nods and roughly and clumsily tells the bot the language they speak.

The yellow bot starred at them, blinking before-. “Can you understand me now?” The bot asks, tilting his helm. “Yea-, yes!! We can understand you now!”

Orion shouts, happily. D-16 sighs thankfully, thanking primus for their language emitters. “Great! This isn’t an exit.” The yellow bot told them, pointing his thumb digit towards the watery depths.

“Ugh! Great.” Orion exaggerates, leaning against the conveyor belt. “Sorry mech. But this tanker, just goes all over Iacon and back here in sub-level 50.”

“50?” D-16 parrots, turning to Orion before turning back to the other miner. “But there are only 40 sub levels.”

“Nope, there’s 10 more and they’re not pleasant. I assumed you guys know about it too but… guess nobody talks about it.” The strange bot mumbles, deep in thought. “… how long have you been down here?” Orion asks, hesitant on asking.

“How long have I been here? Haha, let’s see, between a while and forever, I got placed in different areas and kept getting reassigned and, yeah.” Bee says, shrugging looking a bit far off before realisation hit.

“Oh! I’m b-127, but you can call me bee I’ve been working on some nicknames the one I’m floating right now is, badassatron, it’s actually pronounced-. Badassatron! But i-if you have any critiques-.”

“Yeah, ok great! How do we get out of here?” D-16 asks. “Good, question. You don’t.”

“We don’t?!” The grey minor parrots. “Nope, you don’t, new waste management doesn’t like distractions, no. They prefer we stay here on the task at hand, by watching trash and garbage burn-.”

“Alright, ok-.. Sorry to cut you off there but why-…. Why are you in water?” D-16 asks. “… come again?” Bee wonders.

“Why are you in water, that- that’s gotta be uncomfortable and-… I’m pretty sure you’d be rusting by now with how submerged you are.”

“Dee-.” Orion tries to say, but got silenced by his friend holding his servo up in a stop signal. “Please answer before I punch Orion in the faceplate.”

B-127 stared at the two, shifting his optics between them, then went deep in thought, probably thinking about what his next move would be…

“Promise you won’t freak out? Last time I told someone they tried to tell enforcers about me and then got shut down and-… i never saw them again.” He says sadly, shrugging.

“Well, it’s just the three of us and we’re already down here… if you’re uncomfortable, we won’t push you.” Orion told him, kneeling down his level.

Bee stared between the two, shifting his gaze suspiciously. “And you both swear you’ll never tell anyone?” He asks, arching his optic ridge. “We promise yes.” Orion confirms, giving the bot a nod.

“And you?” Bee asks, pointing to the grey toned bot. “Uhh… it depends?” D-16 shrugs.

“I mean- well… it’s kind of been a lot since what happened today and I’ll probably either internally freak out or actively freak out! No in between.”

Dee told the bot, tapping his digits on his fore-restarlueus before giving a wary sigh. “If orion doesn’t tell, then neither will I.” He finally admits, uncrossing his restarlueus.

Bee stared between the two for a while, before shrugging. “Ok, I warned you.” He says, pushing himself out of the hatch, revealing how and why he can survive being submerged in the water.

Orion’s and d-16’s optic became wide, d’s jaw hinge however dropped when he saw the yellow cog-less bot… that they just met… has an aquatic functioning tail.

“… HOLY PRIMUS-!!”

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been saving this one for this occasion.

And as those who have been around the internet for as long as I have, you all know our favourite time of the month for both actual passionate artists and fanfic writers, da, da, da, daaa! ✨mer-may✨

Though… technically, this was just a simple story I wanted to develop, but I’m not entirely sure how it can play out on a planet where natural water isn’t very relevant on a planet especially one so dried…

But then I said, ‘fuck this, we’re doing this!’ And now… here we are. We have a mer-tronians now.

Note: I have absolutely no clue what their actual name is called, but I’m pretty sure it ain’t mermaid or merman… pretty sure it’s mer-mecha or mer-femme but, eh. I just wanted to write bee as a mer-person so…

Imagine he's still struggling to transform into his alt mode even if the others are having an easy time now. Well, he can transform, he just has a hard time controlling it. It's hard to control flight when you've been on the ground for majority of your life.

They get kidnapped by the High Guard and Starscream immediately points out him being a flight based bot. He transforms, he thinks that if he can show off some flying moves to bots he always wanted to meet, then they would like him! But when he attempted to fly, he crashed, and is immediately met with jeers and laughter. The reactions make him go quiet much to Shockwave's happiness.