Mixed-Up

Chapter 10: Home Again

Relief coursed through Optimus's frame when he found himself kneeling on the floor of the living room, no spider webs or energon anywhere.

Ratchet was groaning as Prowl helped him stand, joints creaking ominously even as he told whoever would listen to him that he was never going through a portal again as long as he lived.

Bulkhead looked ready to blow a gasket as he accepted the servo that Optimus offered him. "I don't feel good," he groaned.

The four bots froze when they heard the sound of footsteps approaching. They looked at each other with a strange feeling of déjà vu. You can imagine how happy they were to see Bumblebee instead of Black Arachnia walk past the door. A few seconds later Bumblebee reappeared and stared at them, optics wide; hope and disbelief warring each on his faceplate.

"Hey, Bee," Bulkhead waved.

With a cry of, "Bulky!" the yellow minibot raced across the room and threw himself at Bulkhead, sending the big green mech sprawling flat on his back on the floor. Bumblebee kept chanting, "You're alive!" over and over.

"Yeah I'm alive. At least I think I am," Bulkhead groaned. "Oh, Ratchet, I think I slipped a spinal disc or two."

"Sorry about that," Bumblebee apologized as he climbed off of Bulkhead.

"It's okay," Bulkhead said. "If it's all right with you guys I think I'll just stay right here for a couple of years."

"Oh no you won't," Ratchet grunted. "Prowl, Optimus, help him up."

Prowl opened his mouth to object but at a very stern look from Optimus closed it again. "Glad to help," he said instead.

Later that night, after Ratchet had fixed Bulkhead's spinal discs and they had told Bumblebee everything that transpired while they were gone; four bots lay in various positions in recharge in the living room.

Optimus smiled gently at the sight of Bumblebee curled up on Bulkhead's chassis, while Prowl and Ratchet were on opposite ends of the couch. Being careful not to disturb them Optimus quietly walked through the room and went outside. It was quiet, very quiet but that was good. It meant that nothing bad was happening.

Optimus looked up at the night stars and whispered, "Don't worry, Bumblebee. I'll look after you and the others." Then he turned on his massive heel and went back inside while in the night sky a star winked.

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