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An Autobot Christmas I

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Christmas; a time for everyone to come together, the season of giving. Some humans say that this time was the birth of their savoir; others say that it simply is a tradition that has been passed down through many generations. Around Planet Earth, there are many forms of it, and many different ways in which people celebrate it. A very interesting holiday, to say the least. And for a kind like ours to be welcomed into this holiday, is what many would call a blessing. For one to be welcomed into a tradition in which one is not accustomed to….. We will learn in due time. But for the time being, we have learned to enjoy ourselves in what the humans call the festival of joy.




Two Days Prior to Christmas Eve;

Samuel Witwicky sat quietly in the driver's seat of the yellow Camero, his thoughts obviously not with Earth right now. Bumblebee had noticed this even before they took off driving; Sam had dropped his keys several times while trying to unlock his car, Bee ending up having to just unlock himself as well as open the door. Obviously, his human was off. And as they drove down the highway, to the familiar place in which the Autobots spent their spare time, the boy merely stared out the window in confusion, the sun a few hours away from setting over the horizon.

Thick white clouds blanketed the darkened horizon that would soon become night, a chilly wind foreboding snow in the coming days. Lennox had foretold a snow-white Christmas, something, he said, that his now four year old daughter would enjoy. Being here for a few years, however Bumblebee a bit longer than most compared to his current comrades, the Autobots were fairly used to the coming of snow. For the past few years, Team NEST and the Autobots had been so focused on catching the Decepticons, that it was obvious that they would have to skip a few of their favored holidays.

Sam gave another sigh of what the Camero guessed as annoyance as she slunk further into the leather trimmed seating. They had sat in the Witwicky driveway for at least ten minutes before Bumblebee had figured out that his human wasn't going to be driving. In his second year of collage, Sam had again came back to visit for the holidays, to visit his Autobot friends, his family, and more importantly, his girlfriend, Mikalea. Ever since he had gotten home, however, he didn't seem up to visiting her for the most part, and often tried to stay away from her. What was up with him? He was usually up to seeing his girlfriend twenty-four seven when he was home; she was, after all, way out of his league.

Slowing down at a stop light, Bumblebee shuttered at the fact that perhaps they were breaking up, or something. They seemed to go good together! Plus, he doubted that any other girl would put up with Sam being friends with, as his mother put it, "psychotic aliens." He had to admit, he'd been surprised that Mikalea even decided to go out with the boy the first time, back in Mission City. He had to give Sam credit; maybe there was just something that kept the girl around. She was pretty nice, too; often she showed Sam how to take care of 'Bee's alt form, how to clean his engine, etc. At least she was car smart. Sam often just stood there, staring at her when she wasn't watching. What a man.

Revving his engine, Bee slowly jetted forward as the light turned green, slightly jolting Samuel out of his wonderland that he had going on. He had been so caught up in what ever it was that he was caught up in, that he seemed not to notice that they were just a few miles from reaching their destination. Giving a groan, the human quickly sat up and buried his face into his hands, shaking his head. There was a moment of silence before the familiar sound of the radio turning on caught Sam's attention, making him look up.

"What put you in such a foul mood?" came a southerners voice over the radio, Bumblebee still having to use the contraption to talk, seeing as how his vocal processors were still damaged from those years ago. Giving a sigh of obvious frustration, Sam leaned back into the seat as he spoke.

"Don't worry 'bout it, 'Bee, I'm fine, I swear," he assured, however emerald eyes said otherwise as they slowly pulled them selves out towards the setting sun. Bee gave an obvious huff of frustration, knowing that his human wasn't telling the truth.

"Now don't you be lying to me, boy," said a gruff man's voice over the radio, sounding like it was coming from some sort of drama or action film. Sam veered his vision back to the radio before rolling his eyes. This car never gave up, did it? Giving a sigh of frustration yet again, Sam shook his head.

"I really don't think you would understand girl trouble, 'Bee," he reassured, falling back onto the leather seat. However, that statement wasn't good enough; the car came to a screeching halt, making cars behind it honk in frustration and people passing by yell angrily. If Sam hadn't had his seatbelt on, he would have gotten a concussion from hitting the steering wheel. "Bumblebee!" he scorned angrily, quickly grabbing the wheel and pressing the gas, making the car speed forward. "C'mon, man, what the hell was that for?"

"Don't tell me you're breaking up with her! I like Mikalea!" the sentence came out in various voices, making Sam make a face; he really didn't understand much of what his guardian had just said, making him sit back and think for a moment before he processed the whole thing.

"Wha-? Break up-?" the human was barely able to stutter out as he shook his head; leaning back and crossing his arms as he let the Autobot begin driving again. "No! It's nothing like that, 'Bee!" Sam gave a frustrated shutter before continuing. "Listen, the reason I haven't been seeing her that much latly…. Is because I don't know what to get her for Christmas, and I think she'll be mad if I don't get her anything. There, you happy?"

There was a moment of silence before some sort of crackling gurgle came through the radio; something that Sam guessed was a laugh or chuckle towards his human. Sam merely slammed his palm onto the steering wheel, right on the Autobot emblem as he cursed loudly. There was a honk that sounded as the car swerved over onto an unseen dirt road; Bee had already taken off of the highway and onto an unmarked paved road. The dirt trail was bumpy and uneven; making it uncomfortable for the Autobots that had to travel this path. But at least it was secretive. There was another route in order to get to the base, however from where Sam and Bumblebee, erm, drove, they wouldn't have to cross sixty-seven miles in order to get to it from their home.

The rest of the drive was quiet, to say the least; even as Bumblebee crossed onto the paved road that would quickly lead them to the base. For the rest of the trip, when everything had gone silent, Guns and Roses' Sweet Child of Mine filled the interior of the car, drowning out any silence that crept along. Sam didn't seem to mind that the music was blaring; it left less room to talk, truthfully. That, and he didn't mind a little oldies rock and roll now and then.

Then again, neither did Bee.

And sometimes, it could get annoying.
Pairing[s]: BumblebeexOptimus Prime, JazzxProwl, IronhidexRatchet, WheeljackxPerceptor. Just to make sure that everyone knows where I'm trying to get at.
Rating: T, will be M later for violence.
Summary: During their first Christmas on Earth, Bumblebee seems to finally be falling head over heels for a certain mech. But can he fine the right way to tell him?




Just for your information, the first little tidbit is Optimus talking about Christmas. The time frame is probably a year after ROTF. And yes, Jazz is alive. I've decided to become a marical worker and bring him back to life, because in the third movie technically Lennox says that the Matrix can bring 'bots back to life. Nothing too terrible later on, don't worry.




Chapter One: [link]
Chapter Two: [link]
Chapter Three: [link]
Chapter Four: [link]
Chapter Five: [link]
Chapter Six: [link]
Chapter Seven: [link]
Chapter Eight: [link]
Chapter Nine: [link]
Chapter Ten: [link]
Chapter Eleven: [link]
Chapter Twelve: [link]
Chapter Thirteen: [link]
Chapter Fourteen: [link]
Chapter Fifteen: [link]
Chapter Sixteen: [link]
Chapter Seventeen: [link]
Chapter Eighteen: [link]
Chapter Nineteen: [link]
Chapter Twenty: [link]
Chapter Twenty-One: [link]
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