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Bumper, fusion core shelter, cockpit. They're all words for some fine, fine bodywork.

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Very carefully leaning over. Before lightly hitting the top of Bumblebee's head with a datapad. "Boo. Did I scare you?"

As if to prove just how deeply he's recharging, Bee doesn't even wake. His optics squish shut a bit more, and then he curls his head just so that his hands are right next to his nasal ridge. A small hrmm escapes him, and then his frame relaxes again.

Then he shoots straight up, optics wide. "I WASN'T SLEEPING!"

...wait, this isn't a team meeting. This isn't even his usual desk.

It's coming back to him now- alright, meeting ended, he left, looked for the nearest thing available to lean on and it was... Ah. Table in the Mess.

A few small energon treats have been arranged around him in a pattern. An offering for the dead, but not really. It's just a joke thing that happens whenever a bot ends up asleep in a public space (unless there is an unspoken agreement to let them rest in peace, like with Optimus or Ratchet).

"Hey, Prowl," he replies to the other, once he has his bearings. His smile comes to him easily. He hasn't seen Prowl in forever! "You want a rust stick?"

"I've earned some tribute for my untimely demise."

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another scene of bee with shockwave that isn't on the us trailer omgg shockwave is gonna be so funny his little angry arms awnn

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“Ach, my handsome little mech.” Get your cheeks pinched, tall boy.

You can't be mad at Rung. Well, you can, but it'll just make you feel worse than it makes him in the long run, and you always get the idea he never means to offend.

Handsome cancels out the 'little' in Bee's mind. Besides, he IS short. Someone down below thought he needed to emerge that way.

"At least you're pinching the right set of cheeks," Bee sighs, letting this happen. "I've heard old bots get confused in their sunset years."

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"I'll admit- you're a good racer. Surprisingly so."

"Aw, I'm flattered! Being small makes me aerodynamic. I also get great fuel mileage."

He's sharing the second place prize with Prowl- a tall bottle of Praxian bubbly high grade. This absolutely isn't how you're supposed to drink it- Bee's just popped the top and is taking drinks while occasionally passing it to the other bot, cheery as can be.

"You saw right through all the other racers! I knew you'd be good at calling the right time to shift places- you're like a chessmaster. But with cars."

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Now, I know what you're thinking. Bee, how did you grow two inches without changing any part of your chassis? I KNOW that yesterday you weren't eyelevel with my headlights, and now you are.'

My secret outlier ability is that I shrink everyone around me by one centimeter of height. I'm not getting taller. You're getting shorter.

Be very afraid. In a few thousand years, you'll be the size of a glitchmouse.

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“Good. You have twig hands and you should know it.”

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“You’ll grab me with Pharma’s little stick fingers?”

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“Things are going to hell in a handbasket for Ratchet right now.”

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Up go the door wings again, twitching slightly in excitement. The mini’s eyes light up, and before he can think twice about it he springs forward, wrapping an arm around whatever part of Prowl is close enough to reach. Probably an arm. Physical affection upon ye, police car.

“Yes! With me as the wheels and you as the brain? I’ll definitely win!” He lets go and then shows off his latest modifications- energon boosters and some brand new grippy tires. “You’re merciless, and I’m into it!”

Prowl doesn’t mean anything bad, but Bee’s door wings still tip back a little- swing and a miss at a good activity to go do with Prowl that wasn’t paperwork. He’d really thought he’d been on to something! Racing isn’t all about speed- it’s also about strategizing, and Prowl is probably the best strategist that Bumblebee knows. …unless it comes to socializing. But everyone has their weak spots, the minibot knows.

“I mean, I was. But when you say it like that it sounds like a bad idea,” he retorts, standing up a little straighter. “And I figured if you didn’t wanna compete you could watch. Grab some junk fuel and yell at people that they’re breaking traffic laws, stuff like that. It’s a way to blow off steam. Doesn’t really matter if you win or not.”

“…but winning IS a lot of fun. Primus, I love winning.”

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:c :/ unu

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Prowl doesn’t mean anything bad, but Bee’s door wings still tip back a little- swing and a miss at a good activity to go do with Prowl that wasn’t paperwork. He’d really thought he’d been on to something! Racing isn’t all about speed- it’s also about strategizing, and Prowl is probably the best strategist that Bumblebee knows. …unless it comes to socializing. But everyone has their weak spots, the minibot knows.

“I mean, I was. But when you say it like that it sounds like a bad idea,” he retorts, standing up a little straighter. “And I figured if you didn’t wanna compete you could watch. Grab some junk fuel and yell at people that they’re breaking traffic laws, stuff like that. It’s a way to blow off steam. Doesn’t really matter if you win or not.”

“…but winning IS a lot of fun. Primus, I love winning.”

“Huh? Oh, yeah, sure! I was waiting til your next break so we could go out and do something fun. There’s a big race tonight and it’s THE place to show off- I mean, uh, develop strong interpersonal relationships outside of work!”

Prowl, you have traded out chiptunes for excited Bumblebee infodumping. Hopefully this is easier on your audials, but it might not be.

“Like, you’ve had to have chased down some speedsters. We could totally dominate!”

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“Huh? Oh, yeah, sure! I was waiting til your next break so we could go out and do something fun. There’s a big race tonight and it’s THE place to show off- I mean, uh, develop strong interpersonal relationships outside of work!”

Prowl, you have traded out chiptunes for excited Bumblebee infodumping. Hopefully this is easier on your audials, but it might not be.

“Like, you’ve had to have chased down some speedsters. We could totally dominate!”

Bumblebee is here to bother Prowl. And by bother, I mean he’s hanging out in the mech’s office while attempting to beat several levels of cybertronian Tetris. The music is deafening. -stinglikeame

Prowl does a very good job at pretending whatever Bee's doing- that is, he has no clue what Bee's doing, hearing nothing but grating chiptune melodies interrupted by loud sound effects- until a certain point about ten minutes in. He turns around in his swivel seat, with just enough strength to minimize his expression to... irritated. "Would you stop that- that- whatever it is you're doing. Put it on mute." In a quiet mutter; "Earth games."

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another comic idea that haunted my thoughts until i finally gave in and made it

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“Spoon is a state of mind. Get over here and I’ll show you how big a spoon I can be!”

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I’ll hold you if you need a big spoon.

Bumblebee’s suggestion startles genuine laughter out of the big rig. “I believe it would be more of a backpack situation than a spoon, Bee.”

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Hopefully Rod doesn’t fall into recharge right here. It’s hard dragging someone taller than him to a decent place for them to pass out- not because he can’t handle th weight, but because it’s hard to get a decent hold of someone half again your body size. If Rod falls over, he might pin Bee and then they’re both sleeping here. Possibly on the high grade stained floor.

“You literally burn fuel,” Bee sighs. “And yet I’m the one who remembers to take rations on the regular. Weirdo.”

Shh, don’t notice the honest affection. They’re still terrible frenemies, really.

That clinches it, no sloppy make outs for Bee tonight. Easy mode isn’t how he does things. If something isn’t difficult, it isn’t worth doing.

…but he will hold Rodimus. As a friendly gesture. And because Bee is kind of a slut for free cuddles. There’s something calming about the smell of burnt smoke that clings to the other like a second skin.

“No dice. Too much buzz for this Bee,” he jokes. “You’re a lightweight, huh.”

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That clinches it, no sloppy make outs for Bee tonight. Easy mode isn’t how he does things. If something isn’t difficult, it isn’t worth doing.

…but he will hold Rodimus. As a friendly gesture. And because Bee is kind of a slut for free cuddles. There’s something calming about the smell of burnt smoke that clings to the other like a second skin.

“No dice. Too much buzz for this Bee,” he jokes. “You’re a lightweight, huh.”

Giggling? Huh. Bee thought the other was more sober than that. It’s not a game when one person is out of it.

“…how buzzed ARE you? I’m not seducing you if you’re gonna be on easy mode.”