Title: Delivery Boy
Rating: G
Pairing: Bee/Sam
Summary: He'd found just the perfect job for both of them.
Notes: Reposted since it took me far too long before forcing LJ to cooperate with Word text formats and cuts. What the hell, LJ?? Anyways, very short and kinda-fluffy.

Sam rang the doorbell and shifted his weight from one foot to the other to better ( Read more... )

I have absolutely no excuse for this. Silly PG, enjoy!

“Help me, man, I’m so bored!”

Bumblebee obligingly rumbled himself out of stasis. “How can I help?”

A pause. “I dunno. Anything will do. This is killing me.”

“I very much doubt so.”

“Figure of speech, Bee. And it might just be, it’s so damn hot in here.”

“Hotter than when you and Mikaela mate on ( Read more... )

I present a light little drabble, wherein Mikeala knows stuff and Sam is silent.

Mikeala is drumming her fingers against the hood, staring ahead at the view from the overlook. Beside her, Sam is lounging back, tracing lines on the metal with a finger without realizing he is. It’s become such a habit, he doesn’t think about it at all anymore. He ( Read more... )