A/n ok well my fandom is never complete until I write a fanfiction so here's my go at a transformers fanfic. I may or may not continue this depending on the response to this fic. If i get at least one positive review then I'll probably continue but I don't know...we'll see.
Summary: Sam has finally grown used to Bumblebee's four in the morning joy rides, but when Bumblebee doesn't return in the morning Sam, Mikaela, and the Autobots fear that the Decepticons may have returned.
Prologue
"Bee," Sam Witwicky said warningly looking at his Chevy Camaro. He could almost hear the totally awesome car sigh. Sam's father woke up in the middle of the night and saw that the Chevy was no where to be found. Sam gave the feeble excuse that he parked it around the block because he wanted to walk. When his parents responded with a puzzled look Sam replied saying walking was healthy and quickly left the house.
Sam felt bad that he couldn't let his friend out and get the free road he desired but if his parents kept noticing that his car randomly went for joy rides while their son was sleeping soundly in his bed they might suspect something. Sam wasn't about to tell them that instead of hanging out at the local burger joint and movie theater he was at the base of the Autobots, an advanced alien race hiding undercover on earth incase their arch-enemies the Decepticons ever were to resurface. Also, it wasn't as if they really had a home to go to.
"I'm sorry Sam," Bumblebee said as Sam got into the car. It was clear in the car's voice that he was hurt and Sam felt bad.
"Aw...c'mon Bee you know I don't mean it like that. Listen don't worry I'll figure something out so you can get a free reign around here without my parent's breathing down both are necks...well in your case exhaust port", Sam said and he was sure he felt Bee smile.
"Alright Sam, now where we headed?"
"Well I figured since Mikaela was out of town it would be a boy's day out," Sam said and Bumblebee laughed as he pulled out of the driveway.
"So food, more food, some open road, and some more food?" Bumblebee asked.
"Yes, and also a visit HQ I want to see what old Prime is up to," Sam said.
"Good because I need Ratchet to check out one of my circuits I think I went overboard last night."
"Oh God Bee! How fast were you going last night?" Sam asked, afraid of the answer.
"Eh not to bad, close to 150." Sam groaned.
"Bee!"
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With an arm filled with a bucket of chicken from KFC Sam and Bumblebee (in his bipedal form) were walking towards the entrance of Autobot headquaters. One good thing about Nevada, plenty of open area. The Autobots were able to design a base out of their flagship the Ark in an empty desert area. The only human species that would ever find them would be snakes and other desert life. They walked inside to see Ratchet fixing up Ironhide's main gun while Optimus just sat their shaking his head.
"What did the big guy do now?" Bumblebee asked laughing.
"Hey don't be blaming me now Prime if it wasn't for Ratchets alarms..."Ironhide started but Ratchet cut him off.
"What do you want me to set up low security alarms so a small Decepticon drone could get in with ease?" Ratchet said, his anger rising.
"Well we don't need it going off when a jack rabbit goes by!" Ironhide said.
"Do you want me to fix your damn gun or not, because right now I am in a position to shut off all your weaponry systems," Ratchet threatened.
"Ratchet," Optimus said warningly.
"What happened?" Sam asked trying to brake the tension.
"Well Ratchet's alarms went off last night and I went to investigate," Ironhide said.
"And caused an explosion equivalent to a 3.5 on a richter scale!" Ratchet finished.
"Well if your damn systems didn't pick up the slightest movement and associate it with a Decepticon attack," Ironhide said rising.
"And if you didn't have to go and blow up every damn thing in sight!" Ratchet said, also rising.
"Would both of you just shut the hell up!" Sam yelled tired of their bickering. Bumblebee was shaking, trying to hold back laughter. Optimus turned on Sam.
"Thank you Sam," he said and Sam just nodded. Ratchet went back to fixing Ironhide's gun, both still fuming. Their boring lifestyle finally taking toll on them, especially Ironhide. Being involved around in a war extending for the past thousand years they had grown accoustumed to the active lifestyle they had. Now with the Decepticons gone and their base finally built they were short on work to do.
"Ratchet if you get the chance when you're done with Ironhide do you mind looking at one of my circuits I think I may have blown something?" Bumblebee asked plopping on one of their gigantic couches as Sam sat down in a smaller one. Ratchet looked up, nodded, and then went back to work on Ironhide.
"So Optimus..." Sam said and Optimus looked up, "has there been any news about any other Autobots getting your transmission?" All the Autobots looked up, this had been a question on everyone's mind but they were waiting for Optimus himself to bring it up.
Optimus looked at his comrades and sighed. "No there hasn't been any responses," he said and a wave of dissapointment swept over the room.
"Don't worry, sir, I bet you there are other surviving Autobots out there," Bumblebee said and Optimus looked proudly at the smaller Autobot.
"I hope your right Bumblebee."
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"Good night Bee," Sam said as he walked up the path towards his house, taking extra care not to step on the newly trimmed grass. The car let out a soft beeping noise and Sam smiled, praying that his car would not be going out for another late night joy ride. Sam glanced down at his watch 10:58. He breathed a sigh of relief he, for once, was on time. He searched his pockets for his keys when he remember he left them on the table. "Damnit" he said and rang the bell, his father answered the door.
"Samuel..."he said.
"What?" Sam asked and showed his father his watch, "10:59 my curfew is 11. I'm right on time." Sam slipped past his father and headed upstairs. He went into his room and closed the door. He flipped on his computer and saw Mikaela nor Miles was online. Damn, he thought and plopped onto his bed. He tried to resist the waves of exhaustion but soon fell asleep.
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3:27 AM.
Bumblebee was bored. He was currently browsing through radio stations trying to find a good rock song. He figured it was probably thanks to Sam that he picked up a taste for Alternative and Rock music but he couldn't complain it was definitely better then the Hip-Hop crap Mikaela sometimes put on.
Humans are incredibly weird, he thought. How could anybody listen to music about getting drunk and having sex with a bunch of hookers (according to Sam's translation of some rap songs) was beyond him. As he was flipping through the stations his high frequency radio picked up a high pitched sound. What the heck? Bumblebee thought and started flipping through more stations when he found a news broadcast.
"No you will not be needing umbrellas for this shower but our radar has detected a meteor coming increasingly close to earth's atmosphere. Although astrologists have said that there was no need to fear, the meteor will disintegrate up long before it reaches earth's surface but it will make for an excellent show." Bumblebee put two and two together, the high pitched frequency, the meteor.
More Autobots! Bumblebee wanted to call Sam so they could go greet them but he had no way of contacting Sam without waking his parental units. Well he probably won't notice if I'm gone for an hour, and its for a good cause. Bumblebee quietly backed out of the driveway and was soon off speeding to a private location where he could transform and see if he could track the falling Autobot.
A few minutes later Bumblebee had transformed into his bipedal form, searching the skies for (as the humans called it) a falling meteor. He searched for a good couple of minutes and was about to give up when he saw something out of the corner of his optics. He zoomed in a bit and saw a falling fireball that resembled the ones of Optimus, Ironhide, Ratchet, and Jazz as they fell to earth. He did a quick calculation of the projectory speed and the angle that it was falling and soon was rushing to where he calculated that the meteor would land.
It took him fifteen minutes to reach the spot where he calculated the landing, it was a large, deserted warehouse. He looked around the large area and saw smoke rising from an area on the other side of the building. As he got closer to the area he heard voices.
"And the others?" A mechanical voice asked.
"Dead." A farmiliar voice said shortly. Bumblebee heard the other bot let out a wail of disgust.
"Has anyone else received the transmission?" The farmiliar sounding voice asked.
"No, not to my knowledge."
"Well then, Soundwave, it seems we will be doing this ourselves."
Soundwave!?!? Bumblebee thought. Then that would mean...
"Autobot!" Barricade yelled as the two came around the corner of the warehouse.
"Shit," Bumblebee groaned.
A/n Damn...that was a looooooooong prologue. Don't worry no of my chapters are normally too long, unless you guys like long chappies then I'll see what I can do. Please review. If I don't get any feedback i probably won't continue. I don't want to sound mean and threatening but this is a totally different setting then Star Wars and such. So just give me a heads up on what you guys think. My characters may be a bit OOC especially the Decepticons but if you give me a bit of a heads up I will try to fix that. Also if you have any ideas on where i should head with the plot dont be afraid to let me know. "The only person who knows a story better than the author is the reader" and I firmly believe that.