#but when i saw starscream as an option i GASPED | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

dragongirl642 · 5 years

Text

Bumblebee x reader x Swindle

Author note: Reader is gender neutral (which is getting easier the more I do...yay) so come one come all.

There are two endings, depending on who you choose.

Third Person:

(Y/n) (l/n) was a perfectly average, normal person. At only (y/a) years old they liked enjoying the simpler things in life; hot cocoa and a blanket on a chilly winter afternoon, a towel and time at the beach on a scorching summers day or sitting on a window seat reading a book as the rain falls outside.

However, now was not one of those nice moments.

Your pov:

For one it was pouring with rain, ‘my new jacket’s getting soaked…not only that but a murderous robot is chasing me’.

I run as fast as I can, pumping my arms just how I’ve seen the Olympians do. This really is my big debut. I grabbed a lamp-post as I ran past to swing quickly round the street corner down a narrow slipway. I kept going even as the sound of the jet roared past the opening of the too narrow slipway. Good thing I kept running for I soon heard the sound of giant footsteps as the being struggled to push its way after me.

I shot out the other end of the slipway and sprinted for the looming towers of junk before me. I rounded a couple of corners in the junkyard and practically dove under the rusted corpse of a car. ‘Well, at least I’m out of the rain’.

The floor shook with the vibrations caused by that thing as it called out in a mocking voice.

“Come out, Come out little organic. Come bow before the soon-to-be ruler of this world.”

I gasped as the car was lifted off me and thrown back. The jet-robot standing above me. My eyes widened as I saw the bottom of its foot descend towards me. I was so scared, I couldn’t even close my eyes as my death became a suddenly not-so-distant reality.

“SCHZRK”

The sound of ‘is that laser fire’ came from above me and the foot rapidly left my vision as the robot was blasted bag by a zigzagging stream of light.

“Get away from the girl Starscream!” a voice yelled just as giant feet passed over you once more. A red and blue robot holding an axe attacked the jet robot along with a green bulky robot, a gold and black robot and a yellow robot.

The yellow robot called out taunts as he shot the streams of light at the robot again. “Yeah Screamer, back off!”

The jet, ‘or Starscream as he seems to be called’, fell back over the upturned car he had thrown off me.

“Curse you Autobots!”

With wide eyes I watched as Starscream scrambled to his feet and with a backflip, transformed into a jet and took off; leaving all the other robots to turn to look at me.

“Hehe…uh thank you for saving me but I’ll be going now.”

Spinning on my heel, I take off running. No destination in mind, just anywhere but here. A giant, yellow hand grabs me, lifting me into the air.

“Waaahhhh!” I struggle to get out of the robots grip. I’m turned to face the red and blue robot.

“Please remain calm, we wish you no harm.” The green one cut in, “in fact we just saved your life”.

I stopped struggling but my heart and mind were racing. I wracked my brains, trying to think of a way out this mess. I started seeing dark spots, I started holding my breath I was that scared. I took a deep breath to try and calm down, not noticing the Autobot’s worried looks as the sudden influx of oxygen causes me to pass out.

---------------------------Timeskip to the autobot base---------------------------

I awoke to large chocolate brown eyes looking into my own (e/c) ones. I screamed, waving my arms I pushed the figure away and fell off of a sofa onto a hard, concrete floor. I sat up, rubbing my side as I cautiously looked around. My eyes falling on a young girl, looking quite startled at my outburst.

“Uh…sorry for screaming in your face.” I apologised thoroughly embarrassed with my actions. She just stares at me before breaking into a broad smile.

“That’s ok…nice to meet you…I’m Sari.” She holds out her hand and I give it a little shake.

I stand up and brush myself off. Just as I was about to ask where I was this little girl launches into a full-blown speech about how I was rescued by the Autobots and the Decepticons and how I should be so grateful that they had been there to save me from Starscream. I mostly shut down but some things got through.

‘Ratchet? Optimus? Weird names…and who calls their kid Bulkhead? Even better…who calls their kid Bumblebee?’

The floor shifted below me; vibrations, in the pattern of footsteps, jolting me out of my reverie. ‘OH NO! NOT MORE ROBOTS!’

I looked around frantically for a place to hide. There was a TV with some cabinets just beyond the sofa…and some lockers against the wall. I had to protect us both…hiding seemed like the best option.

I picked up the girl, abruptly cutting off her speech and leapt the sofa. Adjusting her in my arms, I ignored her protests and sprinted for the wall. I opened the locker dove inside and shut us both in.

“Sari?” A really nice voice with a definitely robotic timbre sounded in the room. The girl in my arms squirmed and was about to yell out when I clapped my hand over her mouth; making shooshing motions frantically.

“Sari you there? Wait the other girl’s gone too. Sari come out! No hiding! Sari!” The voice showed panic. The girl in my arms squirmed even more fiercely, kicking the locker door, her pigtails getting in my mouth.

My heart leapt into my mouth as the door to the locker was wrenched right of its hinges.

Bright blue ‘eyes?…uh optics?’ stared in. They looked into my eyes and although I was petrified, I also felt this calm; the childish light within these blue orbs piercing my very soul.

The girl wiggled out of my loosening arms and bolted from the locker.

“Are you crazy lady!...you almost squished me” She yelled. I snapped out of my trance and looked between her and the robot.

I slowly stepped out of the locker as the robot backed up and stood, grinning broadly.

“I’m sorry…uh Sari was it? Who’s your friend?”

The girl perked up all, all grudges lost; and began excitedly introducing me to her friend Bumblebee.

------------------------Timeskip for excitable Sari-------------------

So I’ve met the Autobots…they’re not going to kill me so I feel slightly safer. Sari was a nice kid, ‘If she can survive being with these Autobots, then so can I.’ Being here every day for the past 3 weeks has helped as well. (It’s the summer holiday so if you’re a student…I got you covered).

The only one I would really watch out for is Ratchet, ‘a.k.a grumpy bot’, and Prowl, ‘since I never know what he’s thinking’.

Optimus was overbearingly good, Bulkhead was kind and Bumblebee was just overall cute. ‘Wait did I say cute…I meant hyperactive and loud and playful and adorable and…losing my train of thought again’.

Right now, I was sitting on the couch in the Autobot’s, base of sorts. Sari on my left and Bumblebee on my right. The two were playing a videogame and I was cheering them on.

“Player 1 wins!”

“Ahh Bee no fair” Sari groans, while I grin and pick up the controller.

“I play winner!” I call.

Sari sits up her failure forgotten…“kick his can (y/n).”

I turn towards the screen, annoyed as I see Bee’s character is already winning. I mash buttons in a bid to regain the ground I’ve lost.

‘The only way I could win now is if Bee got distracted…’ an evil thought creeps into my mind.

“Cute aft Bee,” I say catching the young bot off-guard, he splutters and looks at me wide-eyed; completely forgetting the game…which I win.

“Player 2 wins!”

I look at Bumblebee triumphantly, “Looks like I win then.”

He frowns, faceplate scrunched up in annoyance, “No fair (y/n) you distracted me.”

I just shrug, “ah, c’est la vie.”

“Who wants to go for a race?” Sari’s comment instantly perking up Bumblebee.

I had recently acquired an Urbana 500 (get the reference XD) in black with red accents, ‘I had considered getting yellow but I was sure bumblebee, and definitely Sari, would notice the coincidence.’

I bounced off the sofa and began running to a door. “The last one out’s a rotten egg!”

Just as I planned Bumblebee bounded over my head and through the door, ‘I wonder how long it’ll take him to figure out he’s gone the wrong way?’ I chuckled as I promptly turned a 180 and jogged for the real exit. Sari laughing herself as she jogged alongside me.

We jogged into the bright sunshine, I lifted a hand to shield my eyes as I leaned against the door of my car. Soon enough Bumblebee came sprinting out the opening, “Oh man does this make me the rotten egg…uh Sari, what’s a rotten egg?”

She just motioned him down and told him the answer.

“Eww, Sari…I don’t wanna be a rotten egg.” Was the disgusted reply.

“Calm down Bee, just race (y/n)…I’ll referee.” Was the nonchalant Sari’s reply.

I got in my car while Bee transformed.

The engine started with a purr and Bee gave a competitive rev.

Sari Scrabbled atop a nearby dumpster and stood on top of it. “Okay, first to get the junkyard and back wins!” she called.

I smirked competitively and glanced to my side to look at Bee, he was practically vibrating with excitement.

“Hey Bee, what do I get if I win?”

“I don’t know what do you want?” came his reply, “Better yet, if I win (y/n), you have to…go on a date with me!”

He called over his wish just as Sari yelled: “Go!” Bee roared forward, I stalled a second, shocked by his request; before shooting forward myself.

‘Sneaky bot just used my own trick on me; He can’t have been serious…could he?’

We raced around corners; soon were speeding down empty back roads and deserted streets, trying to one-up the other.

We turned a corner into the junkyard, there were two paths; Bee went right and I went left. I gunned the engine, zooming forward and round a corner at breakneck speed.

I could see where our two paths connected again and headed for the exit as one path. I pushed the accelerator all the way down, hoping to get in front of Bee.

“SUCCESS!”

I was now in front of Bumblebee, ‘That means I’m winning J…now to really annoy him.’ I slowly pressed the brake, if I slowed it would force Bee to slow as well, ‘And we all know Bee loves to go fast.’

But something was wrong, “MY BRAKE’S NOT WORKING…BUMBLEBEE HELP!!!”

I kept the car going straight but a bend was coming up, I turned the wheel but the car just began to spin. A wall of junk loomed over me. Only for the car to drastically slow; I looked out my window to see Bee holding on to my car, stopping it completely.

I opened the door and stumbled out, Bee looking at me worriedly; “Are you okay (y/n)?”

I nodded shakily, my brain trying to unscramble the fact that I almost died…again.

“Uhh…(y/n), you sure you okay? Let’s call off the race, we’ll have Ratchet check you back at base.”

I smiled faintly up at the bot, ‘But this behaviour is strange for Bee, he would never call off a race, and to want to bother Ratchet…for me? Could that earlier statement have been a real request and not a joke? What is up with him?’

While I unscrambled my thoughts and Bee worried none of us noticed a Decepticon come strolling along.

“Well well well, what have we got here…a little Autobot and”, the voice stalled for a second, “its pet.”

An unknown voice spoke from behind Bee, a purple and gold/brown (I’m not sure what his second colour is called, being slightly colour blind does not help…anyone know?) Decepticon strolled up. Before my mind caught up I just blurted out, “Who are you?”

He just smirked and proclaimed “Why Swindle’s the name, trading’s the game...would you like to peruse my wares or have you got something to sell?”

Bumblebee stepped in front of me protectively so I couldn’t see anything around his foot. “You’ll leave her alone Swindle!”

“I never turn down a potential customer, so what will it be Autobot?...I have a nice voxian ray shield, or, for a one time offer...one beating completely free of charge.”

“As if Con!”

Knowing what was coming I sprinted into my car for cover. I ducked down in the backseat and covered my ears, eyes closed, but that wasn’t enough to drown out the loud sounds of fighting outside.

When silence descended, I peaked my head up. Seeing the yellow of bumblebee’s foot just outside the door I open the car door and step out. “So Bee, you sent that Con packing then?” Hearing no reply I look up, my eyes widen to see an unconscious Bumblebee being held up by the Decepticon Swindle.

“Guess again (y/n)!”

‘How does he…?’

Smirking the Con threw him to the floor, the smallest grunt of pain escaping Bee. “Nice folks the Nebulans...they sell some nice weaponry too.”

I ran to Bee, all the while yelling at Swindle “You fragging pile of scrap, what did you do to Bee?”

The Con just smirked at me, “Oh he’s just in stasis and he’ll wake up in a couple of cycles with one pit-spawned processor ache…which reminds me.”

I was snatched up into purple servos and carried off.

“Hey put me down!”

No reply, but Swindle transformed around me, with a small cry off surprise I found myself in the driver’s seat of an armoured Humvee; held tight to the seat by my seatbelt. I raised a foot to kick the dash when a surge of electricity knocked me out cold.

----------------Timeskip in darkness----------------------------

I woke up on a soft, comfy surface; I was also very warm. A rumbling sound could be heard and whatever I was on seemed to be vibrating. I opened my eyes to see I was still held captive within Swindle's vehicle mode. ‘My seatbelt’s gone.’ I stirred, reaching for the door handle. ‘Maybe he’s asleep.’

“Ah ah ah, no escaping for you.”

He transformed again, I was thrown about in the air to land on the Con’s outstretched palm. “Thought you might like to stay warm while you were in stasis…I’ve heard how fragile you organics are.”

I looked up in confusion, “I thought all you Cons didn’t care about humans.”

This made the bot pause a second, he soon recovered and countered with, “We don’t, I just need you in good condition for a sale I’m hoping to make. Plus I’m only a Decepticon second, I’m a business-bot first.” He was wearing a self-satisfied grin as he gave his answer.

I rolled my eyes, ‘now his behaviour makes sense.’

Swindle carried me over to a huge table, ‘obviously not made for humans’, and put me down on its pitted surface. He pressed a button on the underside of the table and what looked like a glass edge emerged from the sides, ‘they’re either a safety measure to stop me falling off the table or see-through prison bars.’

I glared at Swindle’s back evilly, then turned my attention to my prison; ‘I’ve got to find a way out of here.’

I looked around. The room was obviously part of some sort of cybertronian ship, everything was gigantic; to me at least. Three large doors led out; where to, is unknown. ‘Anywhere but here would be great.’ Mentally rolling my eyes I turned my attention to a way to the floor. ‘Baby steps (y/n), baby steps.’ The pitted surface of the table actually held more dips and holes then I had first registered. I casually strolled, ‘real not suspicious like’, over to one of the, to me, gaping, chasms in the table.

I looked down, the hole actually led down into a dark tunnel; with the amount of light I have, I can distinctly see it curving to the left. The walls of the tunnel, in turn, have many dips and curves so if this leads nowhere I could still climb out.

With a glance over my shoulder to make sure Swindle was occupied, I slid down into the tunnel.

I slid around the slight bend and straight down the gently sloping tunnel; just as it began to level out and I thought I was going to stop sliding, I was heading feet first down another tunnel that had opened up below me, going straight down. With a startled gasp I hurled down. I was so shocked I couldn’t even scream, my life flashed before my eyes. This tunnel then began to curve, my back making contact with the, now extraordinarily smooth, surface. It levelled off completely. An end to this mad ride could be seen ahead in the form of light. ‘An opening! What if it’s a sheer drop?’ My thoughts were less than pleasant as I rocketed into the light.

I was blinded and sliding along a flat surface at great speed. I forced my eyes open and almost screamed at the sight before me, I was on the floor, HEADING STRAIGHT FOR SWINDLE’S FOOT!

I pressed with my right foot and hand to try and turn myself. It worked…barely, I just missed Swindles pede and instead slid straight into the wall.

‘Oh for the love of…’ My side slammed into the wall, pain flared along my side. ‘Did I hear a crack? I’m not sure.’

“Are you o…!”, again Swindle caught himself, “Well now…that wasn’t very clever of you.”

Swindle’s voice sounding from above, his annoyed tone easily betraying his mood. He gave an irritated huff and bent down, picking me up off the floor. My tiny human form cradled in his servos, he walked out through a door into another room.

This looked to be some sort of medical bay, I recognised a few of the tools from Ratchet’s toolbox.

In a corner of the room, another table was situated with, what looked like, a cybertronian version of an open dollhouse.

I was placed down beside the house; cradling my arm. The whirs of Swindle transforming sounds behind me but I ignored him; instead opting to run inside the dollhouse to keep as far away from the con as I could.

The open half rooms had doors which led into another layer of rooms…‘ones the con can’t just reach into’.

The door closest to me was slightly ajar, I sped through it and shut it tight behind me. Plunged into a darkness I stood, tensely waiting for any sound from beyond the door. My breathing echoed in the quiet and I strived to hold my breath. I slowly inched along the wall to my left, hoping for another way out. My hand passed over a small square pad in the wall which glowed for a moment.

A click came from behind me and the room was flooded with light. A gasp leaving me as I shielded my eyes from the assault.

When my eyes had adjusted I turned to look at the room I was trapped in. I saw an odd arrangement of human furniture. A desk, a bed, a fridge and a chair. What caught my eye the most, was the small pinboard on the wall leaning against the wall on the desk…covered in pictures of me.

I walked over and studied them. I was just staring, really worriedly, at the photos of me out shopping, or at the park, or with Bumblebee…but bumblebee had been cut out of the photo. ‘Well…this explains how he knew my name.’

A couple of the photos had cybertronian writing on them. I couldn’t read it but something suspiciously like a heart was drawn on one of them.

“What are you doing!?” Swindle’s voice, though a lot less robotic, sounded behind me.

I spun around, eyes wide to see a human around my age, but in a purple suit with a gold/brown shirt with a black tie. He had black hair and shockingly bright, violet eyes. He looked at me with anger, ‘and fear?’, in his eyes.

“Let me ask you again. What…are…you…doing?”

I looked in shock at this human version of Swindle. “Wha…how…I’m…uh” I stuttered.

He stomped over, grabbed my arm and practically dragged me from the room. I stared at him as I was led from the room, my arm protesting as we moved. He was blushing heavily…and then it hit me.

I yanked my arm out of Swindle’s grip, although it really hurt, and confronted him. “There isn’t any deal is there.”

It was more of a statement than a question and he knew it.

He shuffled his feet, refusing to look me in the eyes, “No…there isn’t…not for you. I saw you with Bumblebee and I felt…”

I looked at him in shock. However, this soon morphed into anger.

I then proceeded to rant at the ashamed con, cutting him off. “So you kidnap me and hurt my friend all for some stupid crush!”

He forced himself to meet my eyes and yelled at me, this time cutting me off, “There’s no deal for you because you’re priceless! I would never sell you to the Decepticons. I admit that was what I first thought when I first saw you with that Autobot. But…you were laughing and beautiful and the sun just gleamed in your hair and I felt this feeling in my spark. I knew I had finally found someone I would never trade.”

My heart jumped at that but instead I scoffed; looking to the side I said, “The Autobots told me you’d sell your own mother for…” I stopped. When I looked back I saw bright tears gleaming in Swindles eyes. I only caught a glimpse of one rolling down his cheek before he promptly dissolved into pixels and vanished. I stared at the spot he had just been only to look to the edge of the table when I heard the familiar transforming sounds. Swindle stood looking down at me; he raised one servo and rested it on the table, his optics focused on spot just behind me, deep in thought. Eventually, his pain filled optics met my eyes and I tensely waited for his next move.

Swindle looked at me, exvented heavily and, honestly, I considered running when Swindle suddenly snatched me up in his servo. He swiftly walked out of the room and down a metal corridor. Silence descends as I’m carried to an unknown destination.

I open my mouth to ask where Swindle is taking me when….light blinds me. Swindle had opened a cybertronian size door that led outside. I rubbed my eyes; while they adjusted I was lowered to the floor. I landed on a soft cushion of crushed grass and looked up at Swindle; questions in my eyes.

The cybertronian purposely turned away from me and drew a communicator out of his hammerspace under his chest. He straightened his back and tapped on the symbol on its screen before a window popped up, showing an angry Bumblebee.

“What! Swindle…What have you done with (y/n)!” the irate Bee yelled down the link.

“Nothing you need to worry your head about Bumblebee…in fact they’re all yours. I’m sending you coordinates…meet me there if you want your pet back!” With a final self-assured smirk, the bot cut the link.

Once the screen went black, the bots entire demeanour changed again. He seemed to shrink, his servos clenched into fists and his optics were shinier than usual. Small half-hearted chuckles left his prone form and one servo then moved to rest over his chassis. Those were the only glimpses I saw before he promptly transformed into his alt-mode.

“Get in.”

I complied, not daring to disobey the now frankly unstable bot.

As I sat in the passenger seat, the seatbelt automatically tightening around me, I jerked as Swindle suddenly did a 180 and sped off. We zoomed around trees and through dense thickets; his alt-mode jerking and bouncing over roots, however his seatbelt kept me firmly in place, (almost protectively). Eventually, we emerged onto a road. Turning left we began a smoother ride towards wherever Swindle’s coordinates were.

Guilt racked my mind and I decided to at least try and soften the blow for the poor mech. “Swindle…” I trailed off, not really knowing what to say.

He stalled for a short moment then carried on as before.

“There’s nothing you could say (y/n)…I know you’re going to say I can’t buy love or force you to stay. It doesn’t matter now.”

I looked at my lap, hands folded; tense and overwhelmingly filled with self-loathing at the moment. But I looked up when I heard the sound of the dash opening in front of me.

A small black velvet box rested in the small compartment.

“If you care you’ll take it.”

(Two endings here…skip down for Bumblebee’s)

Swindle ending:

I stared at the box and went over what it could possibly be in my head. I snapped out of my reverie when a feeling of great sorrow, not mine, washed over me and I saw the compartment beginning to close. Without thinking my hand snatched out and grabbed the box; just in time, brushing the dash as it did so. Swindle almost imperceptibly shivered and I just held the box in my lap. I looked out the window to see us slowing and coming to a stop in…the junkyard. ‘How fitting.’

Bumblebee stood rigid in front of us and Swindle’s transformed. I fell into his servo and took a second to adjust.

The sound of Bee’s stingers powering up reached my ears. “Give (her/him) back Swindle!’

“Calm your gasket Autobot, here you go…they were useless to me anyway.”

Bumblebee looked shocked as Swindle calmly walked over and deposited me into his hurriedly transformed servo; however, Swindle’s callous words didn’t match his sorrowful tone and certainly didn’t hide the energon leaking from his optics. Without any further ado, Swindle transformed and sped off.

We both stared after the mech; Bee with shock and me with…something else.

While Bee was distracted I hurriedly stuffed the box in a pocket; the motion drawing Bumblebee’s attention.

“Are you alright (y/n)? Did he hurt you? Don’t worry I’ll get you to Ratchet!”

The worried bot transformed around me and took me back to the base.

------------------Timeskip------------------------

Turns out I had fractured my arm and a rib; Ratchet had had Bumblebee take me to a human hospital to get patched up. After that, I had asked him to take me home, which he had reluctantly done. The concerned bot would only leave after I promised, four times, to call if I needed him. Though that didn’t stop him and Sari dropping round unannounced a few times.

It had been a few weeks now and I was sat on my bedroom’s window seat; cup of hot cocoa in hand, watching the rainfall.

Bumblebee had sent me many calls and requests to come to the base but I had always made some excuse. ‘Recovering or not wanting to be around giant robots when one had kidnapped me, being the main ones.’

I glanced at the box sat on my bed. With a sigh, I put down my drink and walked over to pick it up. I sat on my bed and debated with myself, once again, whether to open it or not. For the first time, curiosity won and I flicked the catch.

Lifting the lid I was confused to see a futuristic looking purple and gold/brown memory stick.

-------------------Timeskip 2 days later-----------------

I had held out 2 days before finally deciding to see what was on the memory stick. In the meantime I had been wearing it on a string around my neck, (I don’t know why…so don’t ask me why).

Sitting at my computer; I plugged it in and decided to view its contents.

A load of images and videos/recordings were on it; there were hours of footage. They were labelled so that each image was paired with a video or extract of sound.

I opened the first image; another of me. ‘Well that’s not creepy at all, is it’ I thought sarcastically. On the other hand, the footage proved to be quite different.

The first paired piece was a voice recording, I pressed play;

“I saw that human today with the Autobot. I wonder how much Megatron will pay for an Autobot’s pet?” Swindle’s voice sounded from my computer.

‘If he wanted me to like him he’s going about it the wrong way.’

However, I decided to sit and watch everything; ‘only way to find out why he gave it to me after all.’

----------------------Timeskip--------------------

I stayed up all night reviewing the contents on that memory stick. It had started out with Swindle acting like how you would expect Swindle to act. Deceitful, selfish, out to make a trade. However, the longer I had sat at that computer, the more flattering the pictures had gotten (less like photographing an item for ebay) and the less like a Decepticon Swindle had been acting. He started smiling more and talked less about deals and the profit he was going to make. By the end of it all, Swindle was practically making a video diary about how much he loves me.

In one of them, he spent an entire video discussing what sort of Valentine’s Day gift he would get me. In another, the pros and cons of asking me on a date in his

Holoform. One part stood out in particular, “I want to get to know them…what they like, dislike, whether they could ever…” Swindle trails of in the one video but I already knew he meant to say ‘love me back’.

The last video had even been a personal message to me; Swindle listed all his flaws and what he thought were his good points, then asked for my forgiveness and one chance.

It was both scary and…extraordinarily flattering.

But I had to admit, by the end of it all I had this warm, fuzzy feeling in my chest.

‘No I can’t…’

I closed down the folder and yanked the memory stick out. I looked at my clenched fist then stormed over to my window and yanked it open; prepared to fling the device out my open window. Only to freeze in shock at the sight of a familiar Humvee parked just across the road.

I ducked down below my window. Taking a deep breath I shot up and pulled my window shut, drew the blinds and rolled away from the window. Rib protesting only slightly.

Heart pounding I crawled out my study room; once out of view of the window, I leapt to my feet and fled downstairs. I crept up to a front window and peeked outside.

After about 6 seconds the Humvee suddenly roared to life and zipped off down the road. I stared after its retreating form for a further minute before deciding it wasn’t coming back.

“Maybe it wasn’t Swindle…Yeah, dream on (y/n).” I mumbled furiously, arguing with myself over whether to call Bee or not.

I eventually decided not to call the bot; ‘it would only worry him.’ Instead, I opted for putting the memory stick back on its string and carrying on as if I had never watched it.

‘Ha…good luck with that (y/n)!’

---------------Timeskip--------------------------

I had been back to the base a couple of times. The Autobots and Sari were welcoming and, I must admit, it was nice to see them again. Bumblebee had been worrisome and clingy at first but he had calmed down now. He kept blaming himself for my kidnapping. ‘Poor bot.’

On the other hand, being back there felt…weird. Like something was missing. I hadn’t been spending as much time there as I used to.

On the plus side, I got my bandages removed for the final time yesterday.

When I had left the hospital, a suspicious looking Humvee had backed around a far corner; I had done my best to ignore it.

Right now I was cooking myself a little lunch of turkey salad and potato wedges (or whatever you want it to be). I set the timer and went to go watch a bit of TV before eating. Just as I sat down, my doorbell went off.

‘Is that Bee again?’

I quickly bounded to my front door; I opened it and then just as quickly slammed it shut again.

‘Oh gosh…Swindle’s outside!’

I ran a hand through my hair then opened the door again, albeit a little more tentatively; just my head peeking around the door.

There on my front porch stood Swindle’s Holoform, holding a huge bouquet of roses and a box of chocolates.

I opened the door wider and just stared at him in absolute confusion. “Uuuuuhhhhhhhhh?????”

His eyes glanced towards my chest and widened at the sight of the memory stick hanging around my neck.

I opened my mouth to speak when the ring of my timer went off. Both Swindle and I glanced back into my house.

“Um…here” and with that, he shoved the gifts into my arms and promptly fled towards his alt-mode.

I almost dropped the gifts but steadied myself. Almost unconsciously I wanted to call him back, the sound of screeching tyres prompting me to call out, “SWINDLE!”

But he was already gone.

I took an uncertain step backwards and slowly shut my door. I walked to my kitchen and placed the flowers and chocolates on the side. I turned off the oven and dished all my food onto a plate. I sat on the side and ate my lunch, all the while staring at the flowers Swindle had given me.

I had just finished washing up when my doorbell went off again.

I cautiously walked back to my front door and opened it to once again see Swindle on my doorstep. He was rocking back and forth on his feet before quickly straightening up on seeing me open the door.

“Well?” I looked at the con expectantly, ‘honestly, I was growing tired of always worrying about his next move.’

He looked at me and gestured to the memory stick, “So you watched it.” It was more of a statement than a question and I knew it. My hand closed around the device and I nodded, almost sheepishly. Swindle nodded back then in one swift motion pulled me to him and kissed me. He drew back before I even knew what had happened.

His face a bright red and by the heat, I felt in my cheeks; I didn’t look any better. I frowned in confusion.

“That’s my…uh…goodbye, if you want me out of your life, I’ll be going now.” Swindle turned to leave, a crestfallen look on his face.

My hand shot out, grabbing his own in a tight grip.

“Swindle wait.”

Shock resonated in his eyes and I just smiled softly; whilst quickly releasing his wrist.

“Would you like to come inside…there are some things I think we need to talk about. About what’s on this”, I gestured to the memory stick, “and this”, I gestured between the both of us.

Swindle looked dumbstruck for a second before he straightened up. He ran a hand through his hair, threw me the most self-assured smile he could muster at that moment and nonchalantly replied, “whatever you say, sweetness.”

‘In all honesty, he looks like a total goof, sexy, but still a goof.’

I chuckled at his antics and stood to the side, gesturing the con inside.

He stepped, almost reverently, across my porch and I shut the door.

----------------------Timeskip-----------------------

I was currently watching an action movie (or whatever you like) on TV with my boyfriend of 2 years, Swindle. The Autobots had been a bit alarmed when we told them, Bee, especially. ‘I’ll never forget his reaction’.

(Flashback:

I sat on Swindle’s shoulder plate, just outside the door of the Autobot base. It was about 3 months after he turned up on my doorstep and we had officially been going out for about two weeks. I pointed to the door and we entered. “Don’t look!” I told Swindle when I input the code to turn off the alarms. We headed further into the base and I heard Sari cheering in the background. We turned the corner and I glanced sideways to see Swindle grimacing, breaking into the cybertronian version of a cold sweat. I placed a hand on his cheek plate. “Relax.” He smiled but otherwise remained silent. He glanced forward again and his eyes widened. I looked forward again and was not surprised to see all the Autobots staring at us, weapons drawn and ready for battle. Bumblebee was the only one not in a battle stance; he was just staring at me in shock.

A tinge of guilt ran through me and I couldn’t meet his optics. Instead, I opted to look at Optimus instead. “Um…Optimus, we were wondering if we could talk to you.”

Swindle pitched in, “Please.”

I think it was that which shocked them even more than the fact that I was currently riding on a Decepticon’s shoulder; the fact that said Decepticon said please.

Ratchet walked into the Medbay and Optimus gestured us in after him. ‘Guess Ratchet wants to hear this too huh.’

Just as we were about to go through the door, Optimus stopped Swindle. “(Y/n) I would prefer it if you waited out here, we’d like to talk to Swindle alone.” Apprehension filled me but Swindle raised a servo to lower me to the ground.

“Don’t worry…I’ll be alright love.” I nodded and sent him a last encouraging smile before watching his spinal struts disappear through the door. Optimus following after.

I walked silently to the sofa and perched on the edge. The silence behind me means one thing. I sighed and turned around. Sari was glaring at me and Bumblebee was still staring at me. He seemed to gather himself a moment.

“(Y/n)…why did you bring…him, to the base?” I looked up at the yellow bot.

“Because…he’s my boyfriend.” Bumblebee froze, “come again.” I grew tired and huffed irritably. “You heard me.”

I swear I saw sparks fly from his helm before he suddenly shot up. Much to the surprise of all present. His optics narrowed and suddenly morphed to a startling shade of scarlet. “I’ll kill him”’ Prowl took the initiative and grabbed him before he could run into the Medbay. Bulkhead joined him and together they restrained the violently thrashing bot.

“Bumblebee…calm yourself.” Prowl’s ever wise advice. After a moment, his eyes returned to normal and he stopped thrashing. “I’m fine.” He shrugged out of their hold and stalked off to his berthroom.

I slumped and sighed when Sari’s voice piped up beside me. “It’s not fair to Bee you know…but, if he makes you happy.” And with those words, she sprinted out the room after Bumblebee. I waited in tense silence. Prowl stood in a corner, head bowed, watching the door to the Medbay.

After about half an hour, the door opened and out walked a grumbling Ratchet, a thoughtful Optimus and a beaming Swindle. He saw me and, if that was possible, smiled even wider. He bounced over, ‘not very Decepticon like’, and scooped me up. He cradled me to his chassis lovingly, “I can stay!” I smiled back in response to my love’s own overflowing joy. However, he froze when he caught sight of Bumblebee walking back into the room. He approached us and I saw Prowl shift almost imperceptibly; ready to leap forward if necessary.

He stopped in front of Swindle and addressed me, “(y/n) I’m sorry for earlier…but if it makes you happy, then I’m happy.” I smiled sadly at him, “Thank you Bee.”

He then looked up into Swindle’s optics and addressed him, “but if you ever hurt (her/him)…”

“I won’t!” Swindle cut in. They stared at each other in a silent standoff, before Bumblebee gave him a sad smile, “Look after (y/n).”

He then turned his back on us, “Sari…I don’t feel like a rematch…how about a drive instead?”

I watched him go, Sari sending me one last look before I leaned into Swindle’s chassis; feeling both sad for Bumblebee but also grateful for my boyfriend’s existence. Optimus then looked at us both sternly. “You still have to prove yourself, Swindle.”

“Don’t worry Optimus…I will.” Flashback end)

They all learnt to trust him after he proved he had no sinister plot for me. He became an “honest” business bot and dropped all dealings with the Decepticons. He’d removed his Decepticon brand but he hadn’t gone so far as to get an Autobot one yet.

Peace had finally settled between the two factions; “not good for business but good for us” as Swindle would frequently say.

Next week was Valentine’s Day and he had promised me a special surprise, as well as a trip to Cybertron. I couldn’t wait.

----------------------Timeskip to Valentine’s Day-------------------------

Today had been amazing. I’d spent the day riding around on Swindle’s shoulder, seeing the sights of Cybertron. He had made a quick drop into his new business branch; Swindle Co. ‘I fragging laughed so hard when I heard that name I don’t know why…I just found it hilarious.’

Finally, we went back to his ship and set a course for Earth. We made the jump through a space bridge and Swindle set the autopilot to orbit the Earth. I looked at him in confusion, until he carried me over to a window. I looked in awe at the blue jewel beneath us.

Just when I thought the day couldn’t get any better, Swindle abruptly transformed around me. I landed in the passenger seat and his Holoform appeared in the driver’s seat. Violet eyes sparkling and hair in disarray.

“Swindle how many times are you going to surprise me with that?”

He chuckled then gestured to the dash as it opened to reveal a small black velvet box.

I picked it up, while Swindle desperately tried to fix his hair.

I giggled, “Now doesn’t this seem familiar.”

He smiled and said, “Open it.”

Curiously I flicked the catch and lifted the lid; I almost dropped the box in shock.

On a small velvet bed lay a gold ring, inlaid with black diamond around an amethyst.

Shock ran through my core as Swindle took one of my hands in his.

“(Y/n) you are the love of my life, will you be my Sparkmate and…marry me?”

The answer was obvious.

“YES!”

-------------------extra------------------

Blue optics reflected the light of the sun as the yellow mech sat outside the Autobot base. He sighed and watched a certain human and former Decepticon go running out of the base; him transforming and her getting in before the pair zoomed off.

“Stay happy (y/n).” The mumbled words finally leaving his lip-plates, along with a feeling of relief.

He got up and walked inside, no longer feeling the urge to watch the human. He walked into the main room and a certain techno-organic looked over and smiled, “Hey Bee, wanna play a video game!”

The young girl’s shining eyes meeting his optics and a surge of happiness ran through him at the sight of his friend. “Of course…Sari!”

Bumblebee ending:

I stared at the box and went over what it could possibly be in my head. I snapped out of my reverie when a feeling of great sorrow, not mine, washed over me and I saw the compartment beginning to close. I considered taking it, but then an image of Bumblebee swept through my mind; without my own conscious though Bee’s name whispered from my lips. ‘Why did he…?’ I watched the compartment close and guiltily stared at the dash.

That sorrowful feeling intensified but it was mixed with…something else.

I sat, tense and silent in the passenger seat of Swindle’s alt-mode. Eventually, Swindle slowed.

I looked out the window to see us slowing and coming to a stop in…the junkyard. ‘How fitting.’

Bumblebee stood rigid in front of us and Swindle’s transformed. I fell into his servo and had just a second to adjust before his digits held me up.

The sound of Bee’s stingers powering up reached my ears. “Give (her/him) back Swindle!’

Swindle closed his optics and exvented heavily. Small unstable chuckles began to emit from his liplates and both Bee and I stared at the con in shock and borderline fear.

“You know what Autobot…I actually loved (y/n)”, the cons eyes opened to reveal that they were no longer their usual shade of violet, but instead a terrifying shade blood red, “but you took that from me.”

Bee took a hesitant step back in shock but then charged when Swindle's grip tightened around my human form; holding me immobile.

Swindle sidestepped and kicked the bot down.

“If I can’t have (y/n)…you won’t either!”

I whimpered in pain as Swindle’s servo began to close around my body. My arm and ribs cracking and flaring up. Black spots danced in front of my eyes as I struggled to get oxygen. It didn’t stop me catching the small look of guilt on Swindle’s faceplate and the small swirl of violet returning to his optics. Only for me to suddenly be released and go soaring through the air; Bumblebee had employed a roundhouse kick, taking Swindle’s legs out from under him and sending me flying. I enjoyed a brief moment of weightlessness before gravity once again took hold.

Both pain and relief flooded my body as two yellow servos snatched me from the air. The world tumbled and rolled as Bumblebee flipped away from Swindle. Finally, the world settled and I found myself on Bee’s left servo while his right was in stinger mode and pointed at Swindle.

Swindle picked himself up of the ground and looked dead at Bee with hatred in his optics. However, this actually vanished completely, when I promptly collapsed in Bee’s servo. I looked down at my side to see blood and lots of it.

Swindle’s optics fully returned to their violet colour and he gave a gasping sob. He just managed to choke out, “I’m so sorry (y/n)”, before transforming and zooming off.

The light dimmed on the edges of my vision, as the last thing I saw were Bumblebee’s concerned optics.

“Don’t worry (y/n)…I’ll get you to Ratchet…hold…on…”

My world faded to black.

----------------------------Timeskip-------------------------------

#Beep…Beep…Beep#

I awoke; harsh, white light flooding my vision. I winced. The beeping in the background sped up marginally before settling again. As my eyes adjusted I started to get my bearing. I was obviously in some sort of hospital; the white light and decor, smell of antiseptic and medical equipment said it all, ‘especially the IV in my arm’.

I tried to move my arm only to have a small tinge of pain flash through me. I looked at my body to see my middle wrapped in bandages and a cast on my other arm. After analysing the damage to my body, I had another look around my room.

There was someone else in the room with me. In a corner, asleep on a chair was a human around my age. He had chocolate brown skin and shockingly bright, spiky blond hair. He was wearing a black t-shirt, yellow trousers with black stripes down the side, a yellow and black jacket, black fingerless gloves and what looked like yellow and black skateboarding elbow and knee pads. Yellow goggles with black accents sat on top of his head, nestling among his blonde tresses. He was sat on the chair so that his head rested on his folded arms. Every so often he would give a little huff or these super cute little mini-snores. ‘Awwwww…wow (y/n) there’s a stranger in your room and the first thing you think is awwww.’

My head jerked up to the sound of the door opening. In walked a worried looking nurse, only for her face to break into a beaming smile.

“You’re finally awake!” She walked over and checked the screen on the machine next to me. “Looking good” She then addressed me directly, “Well honey, you’ve been in a coma for the past 12 days, your boyfriend over there brought you in and he hasn’t left your side since.” She gestured towards the sleeping male and I was too stunned by the news that I had been in a coma, to even try to correct her on the fact that I didn’t know him. “You’ll have to stay here till Friday while we check you for any lasting damage but I’m sure you’ll be discharged just fine.’

By the time I had gathered my senses and opened my mouth to speak, she had already left. I stared at the closed door in bewilderment before turning to the sleeping male; who was waking up. He gave a small groan, stretched then opened his eyes to reveal, practically glowing, bright blue eyes.

He stared dumbfounded at me for a second, before leaping to his feet with a broad grin on his face. I jerked back in shock as he rushed over and engulfed me in a careful, hug. “(Y/n) you’re awake!”

I froze, ‘that sounded like…’

I disengaged myself from the male, “Bumblebee?”

He nodded vigorously, grinning the whole time. “Yep…this is my Holoform.”

He then turned deadly serious, “I was so scared when Swindle took you if you died...I would have found that con and ripped him apart till no one would even recognise the pile of scrap that was left.” His eyes flashed a dark scarlet when he said that last part.

‘Okay…officially freaking out inside about the eye colour thing.’

Then Bee’s face turned sorrowful, optics returning to normal. “And then do you know what I would do (y/n)?” I looked at him in confusion, “I would go offline.”

“WHAT! WHY?”

He looked at me, blue orbs boring a hole straight into my soul. “Because I never want to be without you, you make me feel…happy.” Then he grinned mischievously, “and you still owe me a date.”

I threw him an ‘are you kidding me’ look and he laughed. Eventually I joined in with his chuckles and he started ecstatically catching me up on all the latest Autobot news.

-----------------------Timeskip-------------------

It had been a couple days since I had finally gotten my cast and bandages off. I was currently sitting on the sofa in the Autobot base with Sari fussing over me with a comb.

“Honestly Sari stop!” I was trying to escape the overexcited girl and her comb of doom.

“If you’re going on a date with Bumblebee you have to look perfect!”

I leapt the sofa and seeing my chance ran past a bemused Prowl calling out a loud, “Help me!”

I stopped fleeing in relief when I heard the annoyed whines of Sari as Prowl picked her up and trapped her in his two servos. I threw him a thumbs up and sprinted out the base to go meet Bee.

‘Yes…I had made sorta-friends with the ever stoic Prowl.’

I walked outside into dazzling sunshine to see Bumblebee’s alt mode parked up just beyond the door. His passenger side door opened and I climbed in.

“Get ready to have some serious fun!” Bee excitedly called before zipping off down the road.

‘Of course, Bee took me to an arcade.’ We played everything from Pacman to shoot-em-up games; we were there till 6 before bee told me he had something else for me and dragged me back to his alt-mode. He took me to a restaurant.

As we walked inside I looked around I awe at the fancy décor and the huge crystal chandelier hanging high above us. When I turned back to Bee I was pleasantly surprised to see his Holoform’s clothes had changed from his usual attire to a black and yellow tuxedo.

I chuckled but the confusion was evident in my voice when I asked, “Bee?”

He didn’t respond and instead said something to the maître-de. We were led up a grand staircase and round many tables of the restaurant until we were led out onto a balcony. A table set for two was the centrepiece of the open space, offset with two pedestals covered in roses.

The maître-de left us both alone and I leaned against the balcony railing; Bee joining my side.

“Bee this is incredible, I never knew you could pull off being a gentleman.”

Bumblebee laughed at that and took one of my hands in his. “(Y/n), will you go out with me…be, as you humans say…my (boyfriend/girlfriend)?”

I was once again rendered mute by shock, ‘he was serious before!’ A warm feeling spread throughout my chests and my heart started racing at about 100 miles per second. Struggling to find my voice I decided to answer with my actions. I leaned forward and swiftly kissed Bumblebee. He melted into my touch and when we pulled away I could see, and feel, that we were both blushing heavily.

“Yes, Bee…I would.”

The young Autobot began grinning like a love-struck fool and I chuckled and gently guided him to sit down. No sooner had we both sat down then a waiter appeared, seemingly from nowhere; “Here are the menus.” He disappeared as quickly as he came.

I opened my menu and sneaked a glance at Bumblebee who was staring at his menu, confusion evident on his face.

“Do you want me to help you choose?”

-----------------------Timeskip--------------------

I was currently lying on top of my boyfriend of 2 years. Bumblebee was asleep in his berth room and I was dangling a feather over his faceplate. ‘Prowl had helped me get on top of his berth. Every so often he would mumble, twitch or try to escape the ticklish menace.

“He’s so cute it’s hilarious.”

“Cute am I.” I looked into his now open optics. A blush forming on my face.

‘Shoot…did I say that out loud?’

“I think you’re pretty cute too.” I nuzzled into Bee’s chassis and he placed a servo over my small form. All of a sudden he shifted and I had a two-second warning before I was flung in the air. He transformed around me and I landed on the soft seats of Bee’s alt-mode.

“Hey (y/n)?”

I looked at his newly appeared Holoform in the driver’s seat, frowning with slight annoyance at being tossed in the air like a ragdoll, “Yes Bumbleb…” I froze. My frown dropped. He was holding up a silver and gold plated ring with a yellow garnet offset by black diamonds set in it. Love was plainly shown in his eyes.

“What would you say to…marrying me?”

An enormous smile spread over my face. My answer was the same as the first time he asked me out.

“YES, Bumblebee…yes!”

-------------------extra------------------

A small black velvet box rested in the shaking servos of a weeping mech. In the darkness, the vivid violet of their optics faded in time with the cracking of their spark. Smears of rusts and energon marred their once bright purple and gold/brown finish. They didn’t know how long they had stayed this way…ignoring the outside world and letting events replay in their processor; like a waking nightmare.

Shuddering gasps left their prone body until with a sharp intake, they were still. Their optics closed and they remained immobile. Until…with a sudden motion, they clenched their servo, crushing the box and its contents. Insane laughter left their liplates as their optics opened to reveal a brilliant scarlet, all traces of the former mech…gone.

“I’ll destroy you…Bumblebee!”

Author note:

So I hope you enjoyed this. I apologise now if characters are a bit OOC…it’s been a while since I watched any TFA.

The inspiration for the extra Swindle bit at the end of Bumblebee’s ending came from a harry potter fan quote. → Voldemort taught me, ‘that a life without love, isn’t a life worth living.’

#transformers animated #xreader #bumblebee #fanfiction #transformers

13 notes · View notes