A/N: This was originally published as the start of a collection of drabbles, but I've decided to take that down and publish them seperately. I can't think of a collective title that I'm happy with, and also, since each one is so different and completely unrelated I can't come up with a decent summary either.
Disclaimer; I don't own crap.... dammit.
Drive-Thru
"C'mon Bee, I'm starving! I'm totally wasting away to nothing over here!"
"Sam, we're going to be late meeting the others—"
"We'll go through the drive-thru, okay? It's quicker that way, and I can eat when we get there." Sam already knew he was winning. The sunshine yellow Camaro that was also his giant-robot-best-friend's disguise was already turning toward the nearest Burger King. Sam stroked his hand affectionately against the steering wheel, "Besides its all your fault I worked up such a huge appetite, anyway."
Bumblebee scoffed. "How is it my fault that your cousin's hamster got loose in my interior?"
"Well that," Sam explained, "wasn't your fault. But I probably wouldn't have had to work so hard to catch it if SOMEBODY hadn't started screeching 'CATCH IT, SAM! IT WANTS TO CHEW MY UPHOLSTRY!' as loud as their voice mod emits sound."
"It DID want to chew my upholstery. I could tell by the look it had in its malevolently beady eyes."
Sam rolled his eyes, and just before they got to the drive-thru speaker he whispered to Bee, "You are such a woman."
"Welcome to Burger King, may I take your order?", the voice from the speaker greeted Sam.
"....Yeah, um, hold on a sec, okay."
"Okay, order when you're ready."
About two seconds later, "Ok, I'm ready."
"What can I get for you today?"
"Um. Hmmmm. Well..."
"..."
"..."
".........."
'...Let's see....."
(the sound of crickets)
(three minutes later)
"...Well, I guess I'll have...."
"...."
"..."
".................."
"Sam." Bumblebee's voice drifted in a whisper to Sam's ears, "I thought this was supposed to be fast!"
Sam made quieting flapping gestures at Bee. He was trying to hurry, really, he was. It was just that sometimes he locked up when he went through a Drive-Thru. He became acutely aware of the time passing on their timers and the cars piling up behind him and his mind just suddenly drew a blank. He kept expecting a loud buzzer to squawk out of the speaker, followed by the order taker's harsh voice screaming "TIMES UP! NO FOOD FOR YOU!"
Instead, Bee copied Sam's voice perfectly, down to the finest detail, and the next thing Sam heard was his own voice coming out of Bumblebee's speakers, shouting with undeniable glee, "I CAN'T PLACE AN ORDER AT BURGER KING BECAUSE I SMOKE CRACK!!!!!"