Bumblebee (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
nottabeater) wrote2007-11-06 03:42 pm
nottabeater) wrote2007-11-06 03:42 pm
Faces of past and future ((Day after E and R's wedding))
Bumblebee was hunkered in the corner of the front courtyard with Honey, watching Optimus, Jazz, and Ironhide examine blueprints and point and talk, when the call came over the private open channel.
//Hey, my 'Bots.// Epp's voice was more cheerful than it had been in days. //Got somebody here to see you. She 'n her friend just touched down, and the lady asked for Optimus by name.//
Prime looked up, then exchanged a glance with his seconds, and Bumblebee could almost hear his thoughts. Was it Elita? Who was with her?
A few minutes brought the answer, but the femme who stepped through the gate accompanied by a burly black mech and a handful of Epps' men was nothing like the one that Jazz had described to Bumblebee as the Prime's sparkmate. She was tall and strongly built, and gleamed white in the desert sun.
Ironhide took one look at her and gave a bellow of joy before hurrying forward to crush her into an embrace.
Honey looked up from where she'd been digging a small hole to China, then pointed and glanced quizzically to her mother.
"Chromia," said Bumblebee softly, smiling as Ironhide spun the femme around and then kissed her exuberantly. "That's Uncle 'Hide's... uh, wife, I guess." She frowned at the other mech, noticing the familiarity of his features as he smiled at Ironhide's antics.
Ironhide noticed him at the same moment and paused to glare jealously before blinking and setting Chromia down slowly. "What...?"
The white femme chuckled. "This is Starforge."
"Hi," offered the younger mech in a surprisingly deep voice.
Ironhide stared, then started as Jazz slapped him on the back.
Optimus had also stepped forward to greet the newcomers, and Bumblebee heard him ask, "What of Elita?"
"I don't know," said Chromia, folding her arms and scowling absently. "I had to drop out of her unit because of Forge, and then I never found them again."
He nodded, shoulders slumping slightly. "Thank you. I'd like to hear the rest of your story. Would you like to have something to drink first?"
"Got a full tank of energon." She shrugged. "Let's go get this done, sir."
Prime nodded and lead the way inside, leaving a stunned Ironhide still standing in the courtyard.
Bumblebee watched him, then chuckled to herself as he finally shook like a big dog and muttered about 'too old to be a father' before he followed the others inside.
//Hey, my 'Bots.// Epp's voice was more cheerful than it had been in days. //Got somebody here to see you. She 'n her friend just touched down, and the lady asked for Optimus by name.//
Prime looked up, then exchanged a glance with his seconds, and Bumblebee could almost hear his thoughts. Was it Elita? Who was with her?
A few minutes brought the answer, but the femme who stepped through the gate accompanied by a burly black mech and a handful of Epps' men was nothing like the one that Jazz had described to Bumblebee as the Prime's sparkmate. She was tall and strongly built, and gleamed white in the desert sun.
Ironhide took one look at her and gave a bellow of joy before hurrying forward to crush her into an embrace.
Honey looked up from where she'd been digging a small hole to China, then pointed and glanced quizzically to her mother.
"Chromia," said Bumblebee softly, smiling as Ironhide spun the femme around and then kissed her exuberantly. "That's Uncle 'Hide's... uh, wife, I guess." She frowned at the other mech, noticing the familiarity of his features as he smiled at Ironhide's antics.
Ironhide noticed him at the same moment and paused to glare jealously before blinking and setting Chromia down slowly. "What...?"
The white femme chuckled. "This is Starforge."
"Hi," offered the younger mech in a surprisingly deep voice.
Ironhide stared, then started as Jazz slapped him on the back.
Optimus had also stepped forward to greet the newcomers, and Bumblebee heard him ask, "What of Elita?"
"I don't know," said Chromia, folding her arms and scowling absently. "I had to drop out of her unit because of Forge, and then I never found them again."
He nodded, shoulders slumping slightly. "Thank you. I'd like to hear the rest of your story. Would you like to have something to drink first?"
"Got a full tank of energon." She shrugged. "Let's go get this done, sir."
Prime nodded and lead the way inside, leaving a stunned Ironhide still standing in the courtyard.
Bumblebee watched him, then chuckled to herself as he finally shook like a big dog and muttered about 'too old to be a father' before he followed the others inside.