TFAverse, Detroit, Patrol gone wrong....
"Bumblebee, watch out!" Showtime shoved the smaller mech out of the path of the dark blue Decepticon, only to get knocked backwards several hundred feet as the other femme fired at near point-blank range. The smaller femme was quick to roll and get to her feet, firing arrow after arrow at the Decepticon. Bumblebee cursed under his breath and rushed the larger femme, stingers charged and at the ready. Unfortunately for him, while he was fast, the Decepticon was faster, and Bumblebee collided with Showtime as the 'Con threw the sniper at him. Showtime frantically scrabbled for a small device which had fallen from one of her compartments, while keeping an optic on the approaching enemy.
"Bumblebee, do you trust me?" Of all the times for Showtime to ask that! Bumblebee nodded, bringing his stingers to the fore again.
"On three then?" Showtime nodded, before yelping.
"THREE! THREE!" Several things happened at once. Bumblebee fired off the charge he had built up, the Decepticon threw up a shield she had somehow acquired since the last scuffle, Showtime pressed one of the buttons on the small device she had, and both she and Bumblebee shrieked as the charge ricocheted off of the shield, hitting them as they vanished in a soft swish and bright flash of light.