n_n Alright, here's the last one. I had so much fun with this story! And I love all your reviews! Now I'm already late enough as it is for class so...much Valentine's love to you!

Thanks go to Moment-Of-Reason, supergirlprime, littledhampir13, and annebellelennox for their lovely reviews. Hope you love this last chapter!

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Attack of the Valentines!

(aka: Valentine's Love)

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Best Friends

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It wasn't long before Aria's Valentine's present turned into an all out party. They already had the decorations, they already had the guests. Then Jazz turned on some music and that was that.

The party was in full swing by the time Bumblebee ducked under the table. He was tired out from dancing with Aria so he had decided to hide out for a bit until he felt better. The last thing he wanted was for Aria or Optimus to catch him looking tired and send him off to bed. He'd miss all the fun!

From under the table Bumblebee watched as Aria started dancing with Val instead. At least she called it dancing. Really they were just spinning in circles and laughing.

Interestingly enough, Bumblebee found he kinda liked it under the table. He could see what everyone else was doing but no one ever noticed him because they never bothered to look down.

Over on the other side of the room the older twins were arguing like usual. Sunny was carefully looking at each Valentine that had been pinned to the wall.

"Dude would you relax. It's just a card." Sideswipe said as he spared an exasperated look at his brother.

"No," Sunny growled, "those little gremlins stole my Valentine and I want it back!"

Sideswipe shrugged. "It's not like anyone special gave it to you."

Bumblebee laughed at the dark look Sunstreaker shot his brother. "Shut up." He grumbled.

Sideswipe rolled his optics and suddenly noticed 'Bee crouched down under the table. He grinned at the youngling and pointed at the wall next to the one Sunny was inspecting. Bumblebee looked over and, with some more pointing from Sides', saw that Sunny's card was pinned up at the very top.

Bumblebee giggled. It hadn't been there before. He knew because he had hidden it behind the chain of hearts they had made for Aria, just in case Sunstreaker came looking for it.

Sideswipe grinned lopsidedly at the youngling and winked before motioning for 'Bee to keep the secret.

Bumblebee nodded and went on looking at the adults scattered around the room talking. Two of the femmes, Beta and Greenlight, were whispering conspiratorially near the twins. Occasionally they would look across the room at Prowl and giggle mischievously.

Prowl for his part just glowered back at them. Obviously he knew what they were talking about, although Bumblebee didn't have a clue. The femmes only laughed harder when they caught the black and white mech frowning at them.

The yellow youngling shook his head as he turned under the confines of the table. "Femmes are weird." He muttered. It was a fact that all the youngling mechs had acknowledged, although that one time Arcee had heard them she had yelled at them and then quickly fled the room when her voice turned raw, as if she was about to cry.

The little mechs had only stared after her and thought that she had in some small way proved them right.

"Maybe that's why Wheeljack is acting so weird too." Bumblebee thought out loud. The inventor was standing in the corner, his optics fixed on the room in front of him. But Bumblebee noticed that occasionally the mech's blue optics would flick carefully to the side.

Blinking in confusion, Bumblebee looked over to see what he was trying not to stare at, but it was only Moonracer.

The femme was standing in the next corner talking with Firestar. Well, really Firestar was talking with her, but Bumblebee thought that Moonracer was only half listening to her friend. She looked very distracted and her bright blue optics kept flicking towards Wheeljack as well.

As Bumblebee watched, their optics met. Both adults stiffened slightly, and the youngling was sure that if they had been anything like Aria they would have turned that funny red color like she did whenever someone embarrassed her.

Their shared glance only lasted a nanoklik before Firestar unknowingly broke it off.

"Hey are you listening to me Moon?"

"Huh?" Moonracer asked as she abruptly looked away from Wheeljack. "Oh, yeah of course. Now uh, what were you talking about again?"

Firestar vented a sigh. "Oh why do I even bother?" She mumbled to herself before starting over her explanation of the long range communications system that was giving her trouble.

Bumblebee just shook his head as Moonracer slanted another look at the inventor. Wheeljack was too busy staring dazedly off into space now though to notice her again.

"Maybe it's just adults that are weird." The youngling muttered. "That sure would explain a lot."

Bumblebee shuffled around to see the other side of the room. Ratchet was standing right behind him, narrowing his optics at Wheeljack, probably wondering what was wrong with his younger friend.

"Maybe that last blast left him with more of a concussion then I thought." He mumbled under his breath.

"Nah," Jazz spoke up next to him, "he's just got the fever Ratch'. Don't worry. I'm sure he'll do something about it eventually." The other mech laughed slightly.

Ratchet turned and frowned at the small mech. "What are you talking about? We don't get fevers."

Jazz chuckled again. "It's not that kinda fever Ratchet."

The old medic still had no idea what Jazz was talking about. "You're spouting nonsense." He groused. "I'll get Moonracer to talk to him. She can generally make sense of him."

Jazz just laughed again.

Bumblebee shook his head again as he turned towards the last wall. Jazz was always saying things that made no sense at first, but sometimes after you thought about it, things sorted themselves out. Maybe this was one of those times.

An open door was set into the last wall so there weren't as many bots over here. Just Ironhide and Chromia standing close together and talking in low voices so that Bumblebee couldn't make out what they were saying even when he tried. But he thought it must have been interesting because Chromia suddenly grabbed the gruff mech by his armor and pulled him out the door.

Bumblebee raised an optic ridge at the two as they disappeared. A crash came from the hallway a moment later, followed by Ironhide's booming laugh.

Optimus came in the door about then, looking over his shoulder in the direction Ironhide and Chromia had disappeared down. He shook his head as he stepped into the room and then looked around for somebody.

He did a double take when he realized that Ariel was standing only a few feet away from him. Then for some odd reason, he stared at the air ahead of him again, almost exactly like Wheeljack had been doing across the room. Bumblebee watched as his caretaker looked down almost nervously at the long, skinny box he was carrying under one arm. He fidgeted slightly with the ribbon he had wrapped around it.

As the youngling continued to watch, Optimus squared his shoulders and walked over to Ariel, offering the box. The femme looked up at him, slightly surprised, but she smiled as she took the box and said something to the large mech that Bumblebee didn't hear.

Tired of not being able to hear anything good, the youngling got up and ran across the room towards the two adults.

"-you shouldn't have." Ariel was saying as Bumblebee ran up to them.

"Yes, well, er," Optimus stuttered slightly and then thought it wise if he jut stopped talking then.

Bumblebee agreed with him, but was too busy standing up on the edge of his toes to try and see inside the box to say so.

He knew from the look that appeared on Ariel's face that it was something good.

"Oh my…" Ariel said softly in wonder.

"What?" Bumblebee jumped up and down but still couldn't see inside the box. "What is it?"

Ariel didn't answer him, but smiled as she reached in and pulled out, what Bumblebee knew from what Aria had told him about Earth, was a piece of metal fashioned to look like a long stemmed flower.

Ariel looked over at Optimus, still smiling. "It's lovely." She told him.

Over Bumblebee's head, Optimus and Ariel smiled at each other, sweetly, but with just a touch of trepidation too.

Bumblebee quickly got tired of the quiet. "I made something for you too Miss Ariel!" He cried excitedly near her feet, jumping up and down eagerly, unintentionally disturbing their loaded stare.

"You did?" The femme turned her attention to him with some slight difficulty and crouched down to be on his optic level. "What is it?"

Bumblebee reached into one of his internal compartments since he was still too young to use subspace like the older bots and pulled a card out victoriously.

"Here! Read it! Read it!" He cried, jumping some more as Ariel took the card.

Ariel smiled at his eagerness as she opened the card up. "'Miss Ariel is pink, but the sky is blue, I like that you're sweet, and tell me stories too,'" she grinned as she read the little poem out loud. "Well you are very welcome Bumblebee. I like reading you stories too." She told him.

Bumblebee fidgeted now, embarrassed. "Aria helped me with the words…" he murmured as he looked over at the table again.

"Well I still think you did an amazing job," Ariel said kindly, and then before the youngling could escape, she reached out and grabbed him to lightly shock him with a kiss.

"Eep!" Bumblebee squeaked and then squirmed until Ariel had to either put him down or drop him.

He stared at the femme a moment, and then caught sight of Arcee in the doorway and ran over to her in relief.

The two adults chuckled. "I think you embarrassed him." Optimus said.

"That was the point." She told him. And then after a moment's hesitation, she reached up a lightly pecked Optimus as well.

From the door Bumblebee saw his guardian stiffen slightly in surprise. "Yuck!" He said, wiping at his cheek to get rid of lingering feeling of the little kiss. Then a sudden thought occurred to him and he eyed Arcee nervously. "You're not going to kiss me too are you?" He asked suspiciously.

Up till now Arcee had been watching him nervously, but his question shocked her back into her more normal self. "What? No! Ew!" She cried, frowning at him slightly.

Bumblebee nodded once. "Good." Then he eased up. "So what are you doing over here?" He asked the femmeling after a moment.

Arcee blinked at him, then curiously enough looked away. Bumblebee noticed that she was wringing her hands slightly.

"Well…" the little femme said slowly, "I…uh, I mean that I…"

Bumblebee waited.

"Oh!" Arcee finally huffed, stamping her foot. "Just, come on!" She ordered, then she grabbed her fellow youngling by the arm and hauled him outside when he didn't move fast enough.

"Arcee what are you doing?" Bumblebee demanded. But the little femme didn't let go of him until they were a few feet away from the door.

"Here." Arcee said, almost defiantly as she shoved a piece of paper at him.

Bumblebee frowned slightly at the paper. "What is it?" He asked curiously.

Arcee held it out more. "Just read it!" She told him impatiently.

"Okay, okay, sheesh," Bumblebee grumbled as he took the paper and flipped it open.

"Dear Bumblebee" Bumblebee read out loud, "You are my best friend in the whole wide world. From Arcee." It took him a moment to realize what he'd just read.

"Oh." He said slowly.

Arcee had made him a Valentine.

"I made one for each of you," the little femme confessed quickly, fidgeting in embarrassment, "but I wanted to give you yours first."

Bumblebee blinked at her. He hadn't expected this.

"Well?" Arcee asked hesitantly after a long moment of silence. "Do, do you like it?"

Bumblebee didn't answer. He couldn't think of anything to say to her.

Instead he reached into the same compartment he had kept Ariel's Valentine in and pulled one more thing out.

"Here," he said, holding out the pink heart he had squirreled away while they had been decorating the room, "I saved it for you 'cuz it's the same color as your paint. I thought you'd like it." He said quietly.

Arcee watched him a cycle with wide blue optics before carefully taking the heart. Its edges were ragged from bad cutting and it had a crease down the center where he had folded it, but a small smile appeared on her face anyway.

"It's pretty." She told him.

And then without another word, or even a look at the other youngling, Arcee walked back towards the door, carefully holding her new heart.

Bumblebee quickly caught up with her.

"Hey Arcee?" He asked softly when they reached the door, making the little femme look up at him.

Bumblebee suddenly looked away nervously at the floor, only daring to look up at her when he'd screwed up every ounce of courage he had in him. "You're my best friend too." He whispered.

Arcee just smiled and lightly smacked his shoulder in a friendly way before walking back into the room. Bumblebee followed right behind her.

Oooo! They're so cute! I just love them all! Hope you enjoyed the story even half as much as I did. ;D

Happy Valentine's Day!