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Jingle
“Shit shit shit…”
‘Hide looked up from his breakfast as Bee ran by the kitchen, pulling on his coat and jingling. Tiny glints of silver flashed in the lights, decorating the entire coat and even parts of his hair and pants. He was still cussing as the shop door shut behind him and then it was oddly silent.
“What was that..?” Eric asked, blinking owlishly over the edge of his coffee cup.
“I’m not quite sure of the whole story,” Sebastian began, turning the page of the newspaper he was reading, “But I think Sid and Sunny came in last night after everyone was asleep and sewed as many bells as possible onto Bee’s clothing. Then I think they changed his alarm so that he would have to go to school with them on.”
“And the fact that your shop keys were on the kitchen table and that all of the scissors are in our room has nothing to do with it?” ‘Hide asked with a grin.
“Exactly.”
“You do know that when he gets back from school, he’ll be sure to follow us around as much as possible.”
Sebastian looked up from his newspaper and scowled. “Damnit.”
oOo
Frills
Sebastian had to grin at the scene before him, his laughter contained as best as possible. Bee had said that he would teach Eric and ‘Hide how to make some muffins, but during that time Bee was in charge of the kitchen.
Bee wore a long black apron over his clothing that had a light touch of flour decorating it, but both Eric and ‘Hide were subjugated to frilly aprons. Bee had to have searched for those aprons specially for them. Eric’s apron was a blue shade and was trimmed with red, jagged frills. ‘Hide’s apron was made from a cloth with a camouflage pattern, but it still trimmed with white lace.
The scene was cute to Sebastian. ‘Hide and Eric were showing the batter to Bee to get his approval while the younger blond pointed out what needs to go into the batter next. The door to the back of the building opened and the three in the kitchen looked up in surprise.
Sebastian looked a bit sheepish at the accusing glares he got from the two older men, but had to walk away quickly as Jazz came up and stared into the kitchen. He had to go get a camera quick before ‘Hide and Eric could remove the aprons…
oOo
New Life
Bumblebee didn’t know what to expect when he woke up. He was almost afraid to open his eyes and look on his former body as a near lifeless shell. He had reassurances from Ratchet that he would be able to access his Camaro form at any given time through the link he had with it, but it was still a scary thought to be something much smaller, much more vulnerable.
His new body could easily be destroyed by one accidental blast from his own cannons. Ironhide’s cannons wouldn’t even leave a trace of him behind. He was told that his consciousness would immediately return to the Camaro in the event of his body being destroyed, but there was always a small possibility that he couldn’t. His Spark could easily be extinguished at a moment of carelessness. He began to shiver, either from the thought or from the cold invading his form.
Calm down, Bumblebee. Everything is going according to plan. You’re doing fine.
Ratchet? What about Optimus? Is he okay? Is everything okay with Optimus?
I’m right here, Bee. A gentle touch caressed his cheek, moving away blond and black hair from sensitive skin. Stay calm. Your vitals are jumping everywhere. It’s all right. Ratchet says that you can wake up now. Wake up, Bumblebee.
“Wake up, Bumblebee.”
It was the voice that made the young Autobot open his eyes. The voice that sounded so young and gentle but unmistakably Optimus’s. Sky blue eyes blinked open, watering a bit at the bright light that shown down on him. A shadow was cast over him and his eyes focused on the face above him. Red bangs hung slightly in front of crystal blue eyes while dark blue hair framed the young face, the red tips brushing delicate ears.
“Optimus?” Bumblebee was startled at the voice that came from him, sounding much younger than he expected.
The man chuckled, brushing back another long lock of blond hair away from Bumblebee’s face. “Welcome back, my warrior.”
“Shit shit shit…”
‘Hide looked up from his breakfast as Bee ran by the kitchen, pulling on his coat and jingling. Tiny glints of silver flashed in the lights, decorating the entire coat and even parts of his hair and pants. He was still cussing as the shop door shut behind him and then it was oddly silent.
“What was that..?” Eric asked, blinking owlishly over the edge of his coffee cup.
“I’m not quite sure of the whole story,” Sebastian began, turning the page of the newspaper he was reading, “But I think Sid and Sunny came in last night after everyone was asleep and sewed as many bells as possible onto Bee’s clothing. Then I think they changed his alarm so that he would have to go to school with them on.”
“And the fact that your shop keys were on the kitchen table and that all of the scissors are in our room has nothing to do with it?” ‘Hide asked with a grin.
“Exactly.”
“You do know that when he gets back from school, he’ll be sure to follow us around as much as possible.”
Sebastian looked up from his newspaper and scowled. “Damnit.”
oOo
Frills
Sebastian had to grin at the scene before him, his laughter contained as best as possible. Bee had said that he would teach Eric and ‘Hide how to make some muffins, but during that time Bee was in charge of the kitchen.
Bee wore a long black apron over his clothing that had a light touch of flour decorating it, but both Eric and ‘Hide were subjugated to frilly aprons. Bee had to have searched for those aprons specially for them. Eric’s apron was a blue shade and was trimmed with red, jagged frills. ‘Hide’s apron was made from a cloth with a camouflage pattern, but it still trimmed with white lace.
The scene was cute to Sebastian. ‘Hide and Eric were showing the batter to Bee to get his approval while the younger blond pointed out what needs to go into the batter next. The door to the back of the building opened and the three in the kitchen looked up in surprise.
Sebastian looked a bit sheepish at the accusing glares he got from the two older men, but had to walk away quickly as Jazz came up and stared into the kitchen. He had to go get a camera quick before ‘Hide and Eric could remove the aprons…
oOo
New Life
Bumblebee didn’t know what to expect when he woke up. He was almost afraid to open his eyes and look on his former body as a near lifeless shell. He had reassurances from Ratchet that he would be able to access his Camaro form at any given time through the link he had with it, but it was still a scary thought to be something much smaller, much more vulnerable.
His new body could easily be destroyed by one accidental blast from his own cannons. Ironhide’s cannons wouldn’t even leave a trace of him behind. He was told that his consciousness would immediately return to the Camaro in the event of his body being destroyed, but there was always a small possibility that he couldn’t. His Spark could easily be extinguished at a moment of carelessness. He began to shiver, either from the thought or from the cold invading his form.
Calm down, Bumblebee. Everything is going according to plan. You’re doing fine.
Ratchet? What about Optimus? Is he okay? Is everything okay with Optimus?
I’m right here, Bee. A gentle touch caressed his cheek, moving away blond and black hair from sensitive skin. Stay calm. Your vitals are jumping everywhere. It’s all right. Ratchet says that you can wake up now. Wake up, Bumblebee.
“Wake up, Bumblebee.”
It was the voice that made the young Autobot open his eyes. The voice that sounded so young and gentle but unmistakably Optimus’s. Sky blue eyes blinked open, watering a bit at the bright light that shown down on him. A shadow was cast over him and his eyes focused on the face above him. Red bangs hung slightly in front of crystal blue eyes while dark blue hair framed the young face, the red tips brushing delicate ears.
“Optimus?” Bumblebee was startled at the voice that came from him, sounding much younger than he expected.
The man chuckled, brushing back another long lock of blond hair away from Bumblebee’s face. “Welcome back, my warrior.”
Literature
Transformers Drabbles Pt2
Two Transformer Dabbles in here~!
All follow the sleepyoldvamp AU~! XD
#4 Happy
Sid raised an eyebrow as his twin walked into the kitchen whistling happily. Youre in a good mood.
Sunny smirked at his brother. You have noooo idea just how good~!
The redhead studied the other man, carefully taking in how Sunny practically glowed with glee. It was almost like he
.. Sids eyes widened when realization dawned on him. You got laid!
Yup! The blond-haired twin said happily, taking a bite of his toast.
Sid tilted his head to the side.
Literature
Babysit 9
Read Author's Note
The Autobot stopped, gestured Ratchet to stay put, and disappeared. Holding a deeply recharging Perceptor, Ratchet listen to the mechs retreating footsteps. Mirage had quickly run through what had happened so far.
Garn had picked up the Directors transmission and had attempted to end it. One thing lead to another
and Garn was hopefully in the Pit. Mirages group (Ratchets rescue party) was distracting Avon until the trio was able to get out.
Mirage reappeared, startling Ratchet. Ok, we have a clear shot, but we need to keep quiet. Do you think
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Perceptor.
Literature
Communique 15
Communique 15
From: Jazz (dajazzmantran (https://www.deviantart.com/tran)_net)
To: Grimlock (megrimlocktran (https://www.deviantart.com/tran)_net)
Mirage (foxtrottran (https://www.deviantart.com/tran)_net)
Smokescreen (bettingbottran (https://www.deviantart.com/tran)_net)
Bumblebee (buzzybeetran (https://www.deviantart.com/tran)_net)
Subject: Time to kick it in gear
Th wedding is comin up so lets get ready. Be at the basketball court at 1930, Ill make sure th high command keep off our backs for our planning meet ; )
From: Grimlock (megrimlocktran (https://www.deviantart.com/tran)_net)
To: Jazz (dajazzmantran (https://www.deviantart.com/tran)_net)
Subject: Re Time to kick it in gear
Us Dinobots be there.
From: Mirage (foxtrottran (https://www.deviantart.com/tran)_net)
To: Jazz (dajazzmantran (https://www.deviantart.com/tran)_net)
Subject: Re Time to kick it in gear
So s
Part 17 done. ^^
The third part is my own starting up, so sorry if there was any confusion. I am now attempting to write my own designs and such in order to stop relying so much on Sleepy-sama's designs.
The third one is just a teaser, me thinks. Comments, suggestions?
Character designs in the first two belong to *sleepyoldvamp-sama The third one is mine.
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Original Transformers owned by Hasbro and Takara
The third part is my own starting up, so sorry if there was any confusion. I am now attempting to write my own designs and such in order to stop relying so much on Sleepy-sama's designs.
The third one is just a teaser, me thinks. Comments, suggestions?
Character designs in the first two belong to *sleepyoldvamp-sama The third one is mine.
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Original Transformers owned by Hasbro and Takara
© 2007 - 2024 SilverPhantom
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Oww,i really liked the New Life part,ill be locking forward to reading more from you.Is there any chance that you well continue with this story?
I would love to read what happends next
I would love to read what happends next