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You, Bee and Bulkhead were playing lob. It was a fine day, nothing out of the normal had happened -thankfully.

"Oh, Sweetspark~" You called out to BumbleBee. "Catch!"

Bumblebee beeped out a reply and got ready to catch the ball of scrap metal you used to play the cybertronian game. You lobbed the ball toward Bee, he jumped up to catch it, but only the tips of his servo brushed against the metal.

"Oh no." You groaned as it bounced into Ratchet's lab. Bee motioned for you and Bulk to stay there and ran off to retrieve the ball.

BumbleBee knew his way around the lab, as he was the one Ratchet ordered to get thingamajigs for the latest thingamabob the medic was working on. Nonetheless, Bee found the lob-ball easily and picked it up, revealing a squashed invention.

Bee buzzed sadly, then pushed the ball aside and began to move parts around, hoping that it would go back to normal somehow. His mild panic only spiked when the machine began smoking, quickly forming a cloud around the poor mech.

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You sighed in frustration. Where was your sparkmate? Why was he spending so much time in the lab? You threw your hands up and decided to follow Bee into the lab.

"Um, (y/n)? I don't think that's such a good idea?" Bulkhead called. You turn, mock saluting the wrecker before strutting into the lab.

"BumbleBee!" You cried into the lab. It was dark, but when you looked at your pedes, a layer of grey-ish gas coated the floor. You tense, stepping a bit more cautiosly through the room. "Bee? Are you okay?"

When there was no answer, you bit your lip, trying to think up resons he would be okay. Bee would be okay. Bee was always okay. Always there for you when you needed him. You needed him now.

"Hello?" You hear an unknown voice. Confused, you venture further into the lab, one servo ready on your blaster.

"Whoever is in there, show yourself!" You call out. Soon, a small, yellow sparkling creeped out from behind a counter. You drop your servo and stare, stunned, at the sparkling.

"You too, eh?" You sigh, running a servo over your helm. "I swear, if this happens again...."

"S-Sorry?" said little Bee. You turned your optics toward him.

"No, babe, it's not your fault..." Walking over, you picked him up gently, sitting him on your shoulders. "Can you tell me your name?"

"I'm BumbleBee." he said slowly. "Who're you?"

You smile, relieved that it was, infact, your sweetspark. "I'm (y/n)."

"(y/n)? Why are you so big?" He swung his helm around and looked at you. You chuckle, then fall silent when you realize you have no explination that would make sense to the small autobot.

"Well, um... I... grew up?" You said hesitantly. Bee seemed to take the answer without question.

"Cool. Can we go play now?" He asked. You laughed as you walked out of the lab.

"I want you to meet a couple people first." You told him.

He pondered the activity. "Okay."

You grinned as you strut toward Bulkhead. "Okay, first is Bulkhead; he's a wrecker."

"HI BULKHEAD!" Bee called, shattering your audio-receptor. You grimace and wave at the wrecker and walked off before he could get a word in.

"Okay, don't scream, but that's Arcee. She's one of the best." You said proudly. Arcee stared in shock before registering what had happened to Bee. She sighed and waved contentedly at the two of you. Bee waved back, smiling widly.

"And over here is Ratchet and Optimus. Our medic and our amazing leader!" You gestured widely at the two older mechs.

"Woah!" BumbleBee jumped down off your shoulders and stepped toward them. "You guys are AWESOME!"

Ratchet and Optimus exchanged a glance. "This is getting too persistant." Ratchet muttered. Optimus put a hand on the medic's shoulder before facing the sparkling, who was gazing at them with awe.

"Welcome, Little one." He smiled warmly, making the small mech jump around in excitement. The Prime chuckled as you scooped Bee up, placed him back on your shoulders and started to walk away.

"Bye Optimus! Bye Ratchet!" Bee called, waving. The two mechs waved too before turning back to whatever they were working on.

You showed Bee through the halls, pointing out different rooms, places Bee liked when he was older and anything that seemed interesting. Soon the sparkling was tired and almost falling asleep on your shoulders. You smiled softly as his head falls upon your helm tiredly.

"Time for a break, I suppose." You said to yourself. You walk toward your living quarters and place Bee on the recharging station, then you sat in the corner chair and watched his small chest rise and fall in a peaceful rhythm. Soon, you fell into a recharge yourself.

When you woke, you were in the arms of a certain yellow and black mech. Sighing contentedly, you smiled and closed your eyes again.

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Extended

"Arcee... what are you doing?"

"I will NOT be turned into a sparkling."
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