TLC - Transformers FanficAlex Bumblebee sighed softly as he dropped his bag of equipment by his bedroom door as he opted to head straight for the shower. Its been a fairly stressful week and after his martial arts session of the night, he just wanted to wash off and sleep.He knew that Ironhide and Ratchet were asleep, and Prime was working on something in the shop. Bee would have loved to join Prime, helping out the older man whenever he could, but he had a test in his first class tomorrow and Prime would sometimes get absorbed into his work and stay up all night until he got it the way he wanted it. He didnt want to go take a test while being groggy from the lack of sleep.After one of his quick showers, Bee fell onto his bed to sleep but it seemed that in the next instant, his alarming was blaring in his ear. After turning it off and refusing the urge to just throw the clock across the room, the young man pulled himself from bed and went off to take another shower in hopes to wake up a bit more.
Transformers DrabbleNightmareEric sat up suddenly, his breath coming out in harsh gasps as the last images of his dream faded to nothingness. A deep rooted sense of urgency faded with it and he rubbed his eyes. It was one he had before but could never remember it. Lately, it seemed to come more frequently, but it would fluctuate between being intense and barely felt.He looked up as his bedroom door began to drift open and a pair of bright blue eyes peered in. Eric smiled tiredly. Alex has been under his care for the past year, but he still wasnt quite use to having a small boy around.Whats wrong?The eyes widened in surprise at being noticed and he muttered a quick, Nothing, sir, before trying to leave.Did you have a nightmare?The boy froze before nodding slightly, his eyes turned to the floor. Eric held out his hands to Alex and when the boy gave him a confused look, Eric said,
InterfacingA/N: Bumblebee asks the dreaded question...-------------------------------Jazz?"Jazz?Jazz looked down at the small youngling, as Inferno peered around the table. They were currently the only two in the rec room, making Bumblebee gravitate towards them. Bumblebee looked at him with wide optics. What is it Bee?Whats interfacing?The cube in Infernos hands dropped as Jazz smiled. It was a shocked smile, and more of a reflexive action, as his CPU wondered how he was supposed to answer.Ummm, Jazz threw a helpless glance at Inferno, as Inferno looked back. Then, Jazz came across an idea he knew he would regret later, but he didnt dare to not answer. Why not ask Ratchet when you go to see him? He knows.Bumblebee nodded, and as the youngling turned away, Jazz could of collapsed with relief. Inferno leaned over to whisper, Do you have your will-chip recorded? As soon as Ratchet finds out you r