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[therighttune]

WHO: Bumblebee and OPEN to those in Autobase
WHERE: Autobase, the base of the Auto's
WHEN: Today is good, yes? 16th July it is!
WARNINGS: Kid friendly is the name of the game *radiates yellow*
SUMMARY: 'Bee is chilling in front of the tv, come bother/talk to him!
FORMAT: Join an existing thread or start seperate ones, I don't mind, also I am cool

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[therighttune]

About the same time, Bumblebee was coming back to check on Sam.

It was probably a needless reflex, given that they were in a building full of Autobot's and Autobot allies, but Bumblebee did so anyway. Something was different about Sam from what he remembered, he looked older, as much as Bumblebee could tell in organic races without the sudden accumulation of facial hair and lines.

Plus Sam attracted Decepticon's like moth's to a flame. Soundwave's question bothered him, despite the City's Decepticon population insisting they were no threat, he couldn't really believe that, not without proof anyway. It was in the name, Decepticon, to decieve.

So walking down the hall, he was surprised to see Sam coming out of his room (his research showed adolescent human's tended to sleep notorious amounts). The blonde bounced towards him, a smile of greeting on his face as he waved his hand to get Sam's attention.

[[ooc: Thats cool! I have no preference and lots of people ina thread tends to get reaally complicated XD; And hee, Sam ♥ Think it'd be cool to say he and 'Bee share a room, or are next door to each other?]]

[therighttune]

Seeing Sam so... tall was disconcerting. Probably one of the strangest things beyond the fact that he was now organic and had to deal with everything that came with that was the change in height. Sam was actually taller than him. It made sense logically, Optimus made a tall human, as a small Cybertronian Bumblebee made a short one.

Bumblebee nodded, looking slightly puzzled. He could sleep, usually it jut happened to him, at all hours since he hadn't managed being able to fall asleep when he wanted to. Hence why he was awake now.

He pulled out his communicator and typed, before turning the screen around for Sam to read. 'Why not?

[therighttune]

He tilted his head as he listened to Sam's little rant, nothing compared to the one he'd accidently transmitted on arrival of course. It made him smile without meaning too, something his human self continued to exasperate himself with. Human faces were so expressive, it made it harder to hide what he was really feeling when he wanted to.

Bumblebee's fingers quickly typed out another message, 'Sam, I won't let the Decepticon's do anything to you. I might be human now but so are they, I'll still protect you.' Then, his expression turning somewhat more serious. 'Maybe someone in the city could help with contacting them. We could talk to the Optimus here. '

He didn't say anything about Sam's mother because, well, he could imagine her face from his observation of the female human.

[therighttune]

Most Cybertronians servo's resembled, in remarkably similar function, motion and digits, human hands. It wasn't hard for him at all to do this, their race lived by adaption, constantly changing their forms to suit their surroundings. Granted this was far more drastic than any he'd had before...

Bumblebee pursed his lips, glancing to one side before back at Sam, 'He's younger, but he still reminds me of Optimus.' That was enough to mean that Bumblebee trusted him, enough to stay here and to believe his words. 'At least for now, all we can do is ask, its better than doing nothing.' Bumblebee wanted to reassure the other Autobot's in their home dismension of his state of being too. They would worry.

it's cool~

[therighttune]

Bumblebee glanced round and shook his head, tilting it and making a sleep gesture with both his hands to indicate that he thought Optimus was asleep now. He wasn't entirely sure though.

The blonde followed his glance for a moment, until Sam caught his attention again. The former yellow-bot gazed at Sam for a moment before giving a resoundingly firm nod. With a small smile he tugged on his clothes and his hair, before finally giving a sweeping indication of his entire body and finishing by holding his hands out with a comical 'What the fuck' expression on his face.