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However, the plot and any OCs are mine.

Alright, chapter 1 of the sequel to Right Where You Belong!

As promised here it is.

There is a bit of a time jump between this chapter and the last chapter of the first story. Just to let you know.

Hope you enjoy it as much as I do!

Chapter 1

There were two things that little Bumblebee was absolutely certain of at the moment. One, when Hide found out what the twins had done now he was going to blow a gasket. And two, this was the most fun he'd had in the history of ever! End of discussion.

Laughing loudly, Bee clung tightly to Sideswipes neck as he and Sunstreaker raced though the towering black pillars that lined the ancient city. Playfully blasting at each other, the rocks, the sky, anything that seemed to amuse the youngling as they went on exploring the ruins of the once great empire. They knew what it had been, but to Bee it was just a foreign wonderland that made his baby blue optics widen and glitter with glee.

It was the mischievous adventure the youngling had been craving since he could walk on his own and Sunny and Sides had decided that they would give it to him. No matter how many dents they were going to get out of it in the end.

Because after all it was Bumblebee's spark-orn.

The orn he turned nine vorns old about the equivalent of a human six year old. A true milestone, and the twins were dead set that his ninth vorn would be a million times better than theirs had been. Which lead them to sneak into Hide's chambers in the wee breems of morning, snatch the slumbering youngling from his berth, and leave Artemis 1 in their wake. At least for a little while.

They tiny yellow mech hardly big enough to circle his arms around Side's neck was positively glowing with glee when Sides came to a sliding halt on the edge of a rocky outcrop over looking what once had been a towering capital building. Now it was nothing more than a pile of silver steel and bent metal. To the twins it was a sad reminder of what they had watched fall, but it was worth the memoires that returned each time Bee's laughter filled their audio receptors.

Out here, away from the sight of the Autobot crew, neither had to pretend that over the past vorns they both hadn't fallen completely head over heels for the giggling Half Pint. Out here they could equally show how much they adored him.

Even Sunstreaker, who refused to hold him in public for fear of what it could do to his precious reputation, was showing his affection on their little field trip. Both brothers were well aware that every mech on board the battleship knew how much they cared about Bumblebee. It was an equally felt emotion throughout the ship, but some bots feared their emotions more than others. The two that had locked their sparks away long ago to all but each other were some of the worse. Bee was the first thing either of them had ever run across that changed all that.

That brilliant, bubbly, warm little spark that took in all he cared about was not something that was easily fought off.

Sunstreaker would know, had tired.

It was the first thing in the history of his life he was glad he'd failed at.

"What's that?" Bee questioned excitedly as he pointed into the ruble. Both brothers tensed a little before realizing it was merely a pack of cyber-coyotes scavenging the ruble and not a Decepticon scout, or worse, Ironhide.

"Those are cyber-coyotes, Half Pint." Sides informed him as he held onto the youngling's wiggling feet while Bee clung to the back of the warrior's neck.

"Oh," Bee said in awe at the metallic canine like creatures, each of which would tower over him even if they hardly reached a full grown bots knee plates. "Prowl told me 'bout those."

"Did he?" Sunstreaker shared an amused glance with his twin. If Prowl had it was just with a data chip that Bee had snatched without permission. The stealthily silent second in command bot didn't like the youngling finding out things that would make him want to leave the ship to see the big outside universe anymore than he already did. Yet that really hadn't worked out all that well for him judging by the fact that no bot on board accounted for Sides and Sunny deciding that taking a field trip would be good for the little mech.

Bee nodded quickly. "Said they were mean."

"Well they are. They'd eat you given the chance." Sunny confirmed. Bee tensed in fear, his little spark shivering a little which both mechs who had learned to feel him were aware of. Sides wanted to kick his brother all the way to the Pit for saying something so stupid, but at the same time was well aware that Sunny was already mentally kicking himself at this very moment. The golden warrior hated it when he accidently scared the youngling. He never meant too.

"But we won't let that happen." Sideswipe reassured Bee before heading off toward a different part of the fallen city he wanted to show him. "After all you're with us remember, Half Pint?"

"Uh-huh." Bee laughed repeating the thing he'd been told every time he ended up with the twins for as long as he could remember. "And Sunny and Sides are the best warriors in the entire universe."

"That's right." Sides agreed. "And don't you forget it."

After that the trio fell into an easy silence allowing the twins to readjust to their memories as Bee stared in wonder at all the things he'd only seen on screens and in stories.

He was finally outside, and a quite fascinating outside at that.

When he'd rolled over this morning in his berth buried in two-tone blankets that kept the little youngling in a fortress of fluff too find Sides' and Sunny's mischief filled optics blinking back at him he wasn't sure what was going on, but he hadn't complained while the brothers snuck him from his quarters leaving his massive guardian snoring as they crept out of the ship with stealth that would make Jazz and Prowl proud.

The moment the battleship touched down on the outskirts of what was left of Nova Cronum the twins knew what they had to do. There were ghosts here they needed to bury, and if they could do it while letting Bee tag along than everybot won.

Well that is until Ironhide woke up and found his charge gone.

They were both well aware of what was going to happen then. Though they were willing to accept the punishment that would follow their actions. The absolute glee in those baby blue optics was enough for them to know they were doing the right thing. It wasn't right, nor was it fair, that the mechs that loved their Bee so much had to keep him prisoner just to keep him alive.

Damn that pit slaggin' Shockwave.

The twins blamed him for all of this. Him and that idiotic Skywarp that tried to snatch their Bee. The fear of Megatron and what he was capable of doing to Bumblebee didn't get better with ever vorn that nothing happened, it only got worse. Because there was no way that the murderer didn't know about Bee, was there?

"Look! Look!" Bee practically bounced on Sides neck as he pointed at a shimmering statue that had crumbled in the carnage that destroyed this place, but was still whole enough to tell what it was. At least to the two that had seen it all those vorns ago. "What's that?"

The question had pretty much been none stop since they got outside, but it wasn't like the twins minded. After all the purpose of this field trip was for Bumblebee to have some fun, maybe learn something. At least Sides was thinking they could use that in their argument later about why they'd done this.

"Can't you tell, Half Pint?" Sides reached up, swinging Bee from around his neck and bringing the youngling that still fit in his hand to rest in the crock of his arm. It still amazed Sunstreaker and Sideswipe that the youngling could be so small. He hadn't grown but maybe a few inches in the last vorns. Not that either twin knew much about younglings or how they were supposed to grow, but they also weren't stupid. They'd heard enough, seen enough, of Bee's checkups with Ratchet to know that he was smaller than he should be. Yet if everyone was being honest there wasn't much about Bee that was as it should be.

That brilliant little talent of feeling, connecting, expressing, and everything else he was able to do with that magic spark of his was proof enough of that. How in the universe Bee possessed an ability so similar to the powerful Gift of the mighty Optimus Prime not even the Autobot commander was sure of.

There was a lot about Bee that was still a mystery, running all the way back to the fact that he survived the massacre at Altihex.

"No," Bee shook his tiny yellow head the short perky antennas atop it flicking with curiosity.

"Good 'cuz I don't think they look alike either." Sunny smirked as he stared down at the massive metal statue.

"Who?"

"Optimus and him."

Bee narrowed his optics in confusion as he stared down at the face of the statue of a very large, very powerful looking mech that lay before him. Titling his little head back and forth a few times he found no similarities between his beloved Optimus and that stern, mean, looking statue.

"Nope." He decided shaking his head firmly.

"See it's not just us!" Sunny shouted to the sky waving his arms above his head before his chuckling brother made him regain his composure.

"Try convincing all of Cybertron of that." Sideswipe pointed out. "After all it is his Sire. Most say they looked alike."

"Mega-idiot and him don't look alike. Same goes for said nasty and Prime." Sunstreaker rolled his optics.

"That's a whole other overly complicated and messy story." Sides shock his head.

"True that." Sunny nodded.

"Wait, who?" Bee looked between the towering twins very confused.

"Nothin', Half Pint." Sides quickly assured him running a caring digit over Bee's tiny head. The little yellow mech practically purred, the familiar action bringing him back to fond memories form when he was younger. Even though in technical terms he had only been classified as a youngling for about a breem now as the sun rose a little higher over the horizon. Despite that Bee was fully ready to embrace the term that meant he could claim with a pout that he was older and should be allowed to do more. In his young innocent processor that was one of the adding joys of this little adventure. It made him feel more grown up, more able to help his loving family. It made him think that maybe the underlying tension he could feel every now and again in the sparks of his caretakers would lessen. He still didn't fully understand what these powerful bots feared was going to happen. After all he was in the safety of their care. He was aboard the most powerful battleship in all of the universe, he was the charge of the strongest mech in the universe, and he was the beloved little Bumblebee of the greatest Prime in the history of all Primes. What bad thing could possibly happen to Bee while he was under their watchful gazes?

He didn't see what they had to worry about.

"But who is that?" Bee asked pointing at the face of the statue he didn't really like.

"That is the Prime that came before, Optimus." Sides told him.

"Really?" The youngling asked in awe. Optimus had told him stories about the bot that was his mentor, his leader, his Sire, but the youngling had never seen a resemblance to tie to the stories. Actually seeing what his beloved Optimus talked about was fascinating to the bright little bot. Mainly because the face behind the stories was not one Bee particularly liked.

He much preferred his Prime to that one.

"His designation was Sentinel Prime." Sunstreaker said.

"Designation?"

"Name." Sides clarified.

"Sentinel Prime?" Bee sounded out the name slowly falling back to the habit he'd had forever. In what seemed like a life time ago to the little mech his mother had told him that you could judge a lot about a bot by their name. It was something he'd always kept in his spark. It was how he decided to trust his present family. When he had found himself orphaned, confused, and alone the simple thing he wanted from the bots that had saved him were their names, and from that knowledge the rest of his life had began. He treasured the thing his mother had told him, and as he sat there in Sides' arms thinking over the name of Optimus's sire he was trapped in a unpleasant place.

He didn't really like the name.

At first he could think of nothing wrong with it. It didn't sound mean or threatening. For all reality it wasn't much different than Optimus's, and yet Bee wanted nothing to do with it. Some locked away, still not understood part of his spark, told him not to trust it.

So he didn't.

His notions never led him wrong before. The only problem with that was how was he supposed to tell Optimus he didn't like the bot he'd heard all these stories about?

Bee thought it over quietly for a long time as the twins explored with him for a while longer before they sat down beneath a half fallen wall allowing Bee to play between them as they stared out at the past. Neither really wanted to speak much about what had brought them here so both were completely fine with allowing him to distract them. That was probably what led Sunstreaker to pull Bee up into his lap and play patty-cake with him when Bee turned to look up at him pleadingly.

Now Bumblebee giggled joyfully while he clapped his tiny hands against the palms of the warrior who's were bigger than him. Sunny grinned down at the little mech in return while his bright optics glittered happily as the familiar motions were repeated over and over.

Sunny never played with him like this when other bots were around, but it wasn't something that bothered Bee. He understood why the proud bot did it, and he didn't need Sunny's undying attention at all times. He could feel the love that burned in the bright warrior whenever he was near. That was enough for Bee.

Another round of hand motions ended when Sunny latched onto Bee tickling him lightly along his tender sides sending him into another fit of laughter as the gold mech leaned back against the wall pulling the little youngling up onto his chest allowing him to sit there crossed legged. Bee smiled at him before beginning to busy himself with the several scars that marred Sunstreaker's chest plates.

Bee knew of all the bots on his battleship home Sunny was the most concerned with his appearance, constantly buying new paint, constantly polishing, constantly saying how good he looked. So it confused his clever processor as to why Sunny didn't try to get the three deep lash like gashes that ran around his spark fixed. He knew there were some things that not even Ratchet could fix and sometimes that including scars that damaged a bot to the point that no amount of paint, welding, or medical knowledge was going to fix them. His mighty guardian had a few, even Optimus bore some. They were simply a part of the life Bee knew they lived. He might not yet understand all of this 'war' business, but he'd learned more, faster, than any mech thought he could.

Yet he didn't understand the scars that both twins did nothing to try and cover up.

As his curious little fingers ran over the deep gashes that sliced a few inches into the metal plating that covered the warrior's powerful spark he almost didn't notice how Sunny tensed at the action. However, there was hardly any emotions that passed though sparks he treasured that he missed.

Thinking he'd done something wrong Bee pulled back casting worried optics up to his caretaker.

"Sorry," He whispered.

"You didn't do anything wrong, Half Pint." Sunny assured him quickly poking the little mech in the side to distract him from the souvenirs the warrior had earned a life time ago. The distraction got him a reassured smile as Bee bated him away.

"It's just a long story that replays in this place." Sides explained from where he rested next to the pair watching the little mech explore his brother's scars. Scars so scarily similar to those that marked his own chest one might think they were put there on purpose.

It was sickening how true that assumption was, though none but the twins knew that truth.

Others had guessed.

Only a few were brave enough to question.

Bee tilted his head at the saddening air that danced from both twins. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, Bee." Sunstreaker answered. Reaching to his side the golden warrior snatched up the first thing he found around the ruble offering it up to try and distract the youngling once more. He was sure he would come up with a broken shard of metal or rock, but what his fingers closed around wasn't really what he figured it would be. It just so happened it was the remains of a game piece that had been broken and forgotten in the vorns that it was left rusting in the dust since the city fell.

Bee had no idea what it was, but the strangely shaped little metal piece that took both his hands to hold fascinated him. He thought at one time it must have resembled a ship of some kind with wings that were now broken and paint that had long since faded away leaving nothing other than rusting metal in its wake, but Bee liked it all the same. He twisted the new toy around in his hands making soft engine noises as he pretended to fly it around in front of him completely forgetting what he'd been wondering previously.

With Bumblebee now safely back in the mindset younglings should be allowed to stay in, the twins relaxed again staring out together at the sun that had climbed fully over the horizon. It wouldn't be long now before their field trip would be brought to an end. Some mech aboard that vessel was going to figure out that their most precious member was missing, and once they realized that the twins were gone as well it wouldn't take long to figure out where Bee was.

Neither was that worried though.

They'd given Bee what they felt they needed to for his spark-orn. Even if it was just a few short breems of fresh air and a little broken Strategy War piece.

Breaking though the little puttering noises leaving Bee, Sides leaned over to offer him a wicked grin. "Well Half Pint, enjoying your ninth spark-orn?"

Bee glanced up nodding quickly with a goofy little smile. "Outside is awesome!"

"Yeah, well rules still apply." Sunstreaker quickly brought the enthusiastic youngling back down to the planet. "You never, ever, try to run off the ship alone. Ever."

Bumblebee raised a tiny optics ridge before glancing down at his short stubby little legs. He couldn't run anywhere to save his life. At least not anywhere far. He'd mastered walking half a vorn ago, and running was something that though Ironhide scolded him and plucked him from the ground each time he did it he loved, but couldn't really go too far without tripping over his own feet and landing painful on his faceplate.

However, he decided he would pacify his liberators no matter what he thought he was capable of. "Yes, Sunny."

"This isn't a game, Bumblebee." Sideswipe added. "We're serious. Never try to get off the ship. There are reasons you're not allowed off."

"But you brought off?" Bee questioned in confusion. He didn't really understand what was so bad about being off the ship. Nothing had happened so far. Now sure there were cyber-coyotes and he didn't liked them, but Bee wasn't foolish enough to go and get himself ate by one.

"We can protect you." Sunstreaker told him. "You're not gonna fight off a robo-fly on your own."

Bee pouted at that.

One because it was rude and two because it was correct.

And he didn't like that.

"Not helpless!" His words slipped back to that of a sparkling for a moment reminding both twins that he hadn't really been anything other than one longer than a few breems. Sure he learned how 'big bots' talk quickly and picked up on it even quicker, including a few more unpleasant words. The twins prided themselves with that while the fact horrified Prime, Ratchet, and Ironhide. Needless to say the youngling was brighter than any thought possible, but when it came down to it. He was still just a youngling inside and out.

Sunstreaker suppressed the chuckle that wanted free from him before he sat up cradling Bee in his arms. "Of course not. One of these orns we're gonna teach you how to kick aft with the best of us, but until than you have to be looked after. Right?"

Bee turned away in the mech's arms annoyed with his inability to take care of himself. However, his attention was quickly snatched away from the twins when a warm presence, worried and spiking with anger, raced out from around him in search of his shimmering little spark. He knew the presence like he knew his own.

The short antennas atop his head flickered with interest.

Optimus was looking for him, and he wasn't happy. Bee pulled his well learned walls up around his spark to hide himself just so he could find out who was with his Optimus and why he was so angry.

A booming presence hit him then.

The spark that loved him undyingly and yet could send any that crossed it into a state of panic was burning with so much anger beside Optimus's that Bee shuddered just a little.

He couldn't remember the last time Ironhide had been that mad. Not even when he walked into the gun range to find Bee sitting dead center of the floor while Sunstreaker and Blaster tried to kill each other and Sideswipe rolled around beside him dying of laughter.

He'd been fuming then, sending all three bots to Ratchet's med bay with a lot of explosions and denting, but now Bee thought that his beloved guardian just might really make good on all his threats and take his mischievous caretakers apart.

Turning his baby blue optics up to Sunny his antennas folded down in fear for the two he adored. "You two in biiiiiiiiiiiiiiiig trouble."

The brothers glanced at each other before asking in unison. "What?"

"Hide." Was Bee's simple reply as he pointed off to the left where three very angry, very big mechs rounded a fallen tower and their optics found what they were searching for.

Sunstreaker and Sideswipe gulped at the anger even they could feel rolling off the fuming Ironhide that very klick.

"Yeah hide is right." Sun sighed knowing how much this was gonna hurt.

Dun dun dun!

They really did it now didn't they?

Snatching Ironhide's charge and taking him on a field trip? Tisk Tisk guys, what were you thinking? Hide is going to tear you apart, and Optimus just might let him.

Anyway.

Here you go. The next part of Bee's tale!

A few vorns have pasted. He's a little older. A little wiser. Though still equally adorable. And his adventures really starts now! Ha ha! You guys are in for a treat.

I hope you enjoyed the next step in Bee's story. With luck it was all you guys were hoping for. As promised you got the Twins. I hope their fans are thrilled. Because I love them, and honestly I can see them doing this. So that's how it happened.

This chapter was kinda hard. I rewrote it nine times. I just couldn't figure out how I wanted the beginning to . . . you know . . . begin, but I'm happy with how it's ended up. It sets the stage well for all that's coming. Maybe you guys caught the underlying hints.

It should be interesting to hear what you all have to say.

I look forward to your feedback! So please Read and Review. You might get the next chapter faster considering I've already written up to . . . I think its ten chapters right now, and I'm no where near done yet.

This story is going to be so much fun! :)

Chat with ya later

-Jay