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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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It was actually dinner time, at least for Optimus who kept pretty weird hours anyway. As such, he was raiding the fridge (a nightly ritual, since he still had yet to figure out how to curb the increase in his appetite) and making dinner. Dinner tonight consisted of a large sandwich and some leftover Chinese.

Optimus paused to glance up from the kitchen, and noticed Bumblebee in the living room. He had been puzzled by this alternate 'Bee - whereas the Bumblebee he was used to was talkative, loud and somewhat of a showoff, this Bee seemed calm, level-headed and was mute.

Wouldn't Ratchet be surprised.

He took his food out of the microwave and headed over to the couch. "How are you settling in?" he asked, sitting down.

Fast Optimus is fast!

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Bumblebee jumped slightly at the sound of Optimus' voice, his attention having being focused on the screen and without sensors anymore like he used to have... well lets say Ironhide would have his hide for his lack of awareness lately. He turned his head, leaving the channel that was on playing and looked up at Optimus.

It was still hard to see him as 'Optimus' sometimes, though he had the same presence, or something close to it. He was getting used to it though the more he saw him.

He smiled and started to nod, before pausing and lifting a hand, holding it horizontally and waving it in a 'so-so' gesture. He couldn't honestly say it was easy after all.

:D

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He had to infer the meaning from Bumblebee's gestures. "Yeah, it is a little tough adjusting to being human," he said, before taking a bite of his sandwich. He politely chewed and swallowed before continuing. "You seem to be doing okay with it, though. That's commendable."

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That was a little tougher to answer by gesture alone, so he smiled before picking up his communicator, typing in a message before holding it out for Optimus to read.

'Metabee and Sam have been helping me with it.'

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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

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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?