Transformers Animated: Middle Child
Title: Middle Child
Fandom: Transformers: Animated
Genre: Friendship/Angst
Disclaimer: Dude, I WISH I had a hand in this cartoon, but nope. Just a fan. Labor of love.
Author's Note: Hi. New person writing her first fic in the fandom. I hope yu enjoy. I'm still trying to catc up on this series, so if people could keep spoilers for stuff from and before episode 5, The Meltdown, I would really appreciate it. Thank you.
There was only so much he could take of the short jokes.
He was sick of being the small fry. It drove him nuts. Everybody knew it drove him nuts. Of course, being called short wouldn't be half as bad if it wasn't true. He was half the size of some of his friends even, and with the rest he was still at least a foot shorter. Well, except for Sari.
Sari, the one person he was friends with that was smaller and younger than he was. The thought made him smile. That may have seemed silly. Of course she was shorter. She was a human. Still, he didn't really care. She was still smaller. That was what mattered. When she came over and hung out with him, he felt better about himself. That may sound selfish, but Bumblebee didn't look at is as a “somebody is even worse off than you” situation. That wasn't even close to his mindset.
His mindset was that as a smaller creature, she was somebody he could protect. Somebody he could stand up for. Somebody he could help grow. Somebody he could comfort with his presence.
For once in his life, Bumblebee got to be an older brother to somebody.
He liked that. He really did.
Fandom: Transformers: Animated
Genre: Friendship/Angst
Disclaimer: Dude, I WISH I had a hand in this cartoon, but nope. Just a fan. Labor of love.
Author's Note: Hi. New person writing her first fic in the fandom. I hope yu enjoy. I'm still trying to catc up on this series, so if people could keep spoilers for stuff from and before episode 5, The Meltdown, I would really appreciate it. Thank you.
There was only so much he could take of the short jokes.
He was sick of being the small fry. It drove him nuts. Everybody knew it drove him nuts. Of course, being called short wouldn't be half as bad if it wasn't true. He was half the size of some of his friends even, and with the rest he was still at least a foot shorter. Well, except for Sari.
Sari, the one person he was friends with that was smaller and younger than he was. The thought made him smile. That may have seemed silly. Of course she was shorter. She was a human. Still, he didn't really care. She was still smaller. That was what mattered. When she came over and hung out with him, he felt better about himself. That may sound selfish, but Bumblebee didn't look at is as a “somebody is even worse off than you” situation. That wasn't even close to his mindset.
His mindset was that as a smaller creature, she was somebody he could protect. Somebody he could stand up for. Somebody he could help grow. Somebody he could comfort with his presence.
For once in his life, Bumblebee got to be an older brother to somebody.
He liked that. He really did.