Today I learned that age and size are not good measurements for maturity. You can be a big fancy tank but still get jealous over a little car! Interesting fact!
The weight caught him off guard and threw him into a struggle for balance. He instinctively shifted back, landing with his face on the ground. โOkay! I'll stop running and ๐๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ.โ He snapped his battle mask on his faceplate. But, how is he supposed to fight Megatron?
โOh...โ A bit of disappointment crossed his faceplate. He was eager to meet this other Bee, after all. โWell, I ๐ข๐ฎ feeling a little low on fuel.โ He glanced at Optimus' outstretched servo, then grinned before slapping it with his own. โGot anything for me?
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โแฏแผOแฉ- How do you use ๐ป๐ผ๐น๐ฉ๐ถ?โ He desperately tried to find a boost only to fail. โแดสสส! ษช'แด แด แดแดแดแดแด !โ he wailed, sounding just like a tiny car... which, of course, he was.
โNO!โ He shouted in a panic. His frame chaotically transformed into a fridge. โWait! This isn't right!โ He quickly changed his form into a car and roared his engines through the mountains.
โYeah! We could always figure it out together with your Autobots!โ He nodded with confidence, only for it to fade moments later as confusion swept over him once again. โWait. What Autobots? Do I get to meet another you? No, I mean, Bee! Which is me... Another me?โ
โHuh? What do you mean? are there other meโs running around? Like, an army of me? Thatโd be awesome!โ The gleam in his optics left as he remembered the question, and waved a servo dismissively. โOh! No clue, actually. One second, I was chilling, and the next, bam! Iโm here!โ