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Nevermore	By : AngelofTwilight Category: Transformers > Transformers: Animated > AU/AR Views: 6344 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 10

Bumblebee wondered where the medic was. 2 weeks alone except for a Decepticon coming every now and then had left Bumblebee a lot to think about.

At first, he was angry to learn Moonchaser used to be an Autobot medic and then he tried imagining what it was like to be Moonchaser and being hurt by the other mechs all the time and only having one friend to back you up.

Bumblebee thought it was sad.

And he missed the medic, he was the only one there kind to him. He ran his fingers over the welding scar on one of his legs, remembering when Moonchaser had repaired his legs and his armor and how he helped him limp around the Med Bay, working out the stiff servos and joints

He felt bad for accusing Moonchaser for wanting to rape him like Starscream did, his spark sank as he remembered saying that he wouldn’t think differently of Moonchaser if he ever found out what he did.

Bumblebee looked up when he heard footsteps. His spark leapt within his chest as he recognized them and as Moonchaser came into view.

Moonchaser’s optics ran over Bumblebee’s chassis and he sighed in relief when he saw no injuries on him.

They stared into each other’s optics and Moonchaser spoke “I’m sorry Bumblebee…”

Bumblebee stared at the floor “I’m sorry too.”

“Can I come in?” Moonchaser asked.

Bumblebee nodded.

Moonchaser cautiously walked over to Bumblebee and sat down next to him. He took out two energon cubes and handed one to Bumblebee. The youngling took it.

They sat there in silence, Moonchaser staring down at his energon and Bumblebee swinging his legs.

“Why didn’t you come for two weeks?” Bumblebee finally asked.

“I wasn’t sure you wanted to see me again.” Moonchaser answered after taking a sip of his energon.

“I was at first,” Bumblebee admitted “but then I tried imagining what it would’ve been like being you…”

“And?”

“It was sad,” said Bumblebee.

Moonchaser chuckled darkly “Yeah, it was… a life of misery.” He drank his energon “Do you miss your friends?”

“Yeah… I miss Pool, Sunstreaker, Sideswipe and the other younglings… and even though Wisp isn’t a youngling, I miss her too.” Bumblebee answered.

“Wisp? She’s a youngling caretaker now?” asked Moonchaser.

“You know her?” Bumblebee asked surprised.

“Of course, last time I saw her, she was my friend’s and my trainer.” Moonchaser told Bumblebee.

“She still is a trainer; she just tries to keep Sideswipe, Sunstreaker and me out of trouble.” Bumblebee said, paused and added, “Tell me more about Wisp.”

“She was a tough trainer; she always got on my friend’s aft with his shenanigans.” Moonchaser said with a grin. “He got into as much trouble as Jazz did with her.”

Bumblebee smirked “I think Sunstreaker and Sideswipe would give him a run for his credits.” he said.

Moonchaser chuckled “They’re that good huh?”

“With the pranks they’ve done? Yeah! They once managed to rig the emergency sprinklers to turn on in one of the training rooms with a bunch of trainers and younglings inside. They had this pink sticky goop they ‘borrowed’ from Wheeljack’s lab, placed it into the sprinkler system and when they turned on, that stuff rain down on everyone.” Bumblebee chuckled as he remembered the femmes shrieking as the pink goop rain down on them “And the goop began turning into foam when it made contact with heat so the whole room was filled with the stuff and we were all covered in the stuff. Many of the trainers and younglings weren’t happy about it and some found it hysterical. They made Sunny and Sides clean up the mess and it took them an orn to do it.” Bumblebee told Moonchaser with a grin.

Moonchaser smiled, “My friend would’ve gotten a laugh out of that.” he said “Do you like Wisp?”

“She’s not too bad, a bit strict but ok.” Bumblebee answered.

Moonchaser sighed and said, “I’m actually surprise that Wisp isn’t a Prime yet.”

Bumblebee had been drinking his energon and he spat some out “What?” he asked turning to Moonchaser.

“2 orns before I left, my friend… told me that she was approached by an Elite Guard and offered her the title ‘Prime’… I’m surprise she declined it and became a caretaker.”

“She’s still a trainer and educator.” Bumblebee told him.

Moonchaser took Bumblebee’s chin between two fingers and tilted his head to look into his optics. Bumblebee stared back in surprise.

“You have some energon on your chin…” Moonchaser murmured and brushed his thumb along Bumblebee’s chin.

Bumblebee felt Moonchaser brush his thumb over his bottom lips as well. Bumblebee’s optics widened as Moonchaser press his lips against his own.

He sat there, shock and waited for Moonchaser to run his hands over his chassis or reach for his wires. He did not.

Moonchaser kept his kiss soft and gentle, Bumblebee slowly relaxed.

He shut his optics off, enjoying the kiss, it was better then the harsh painful kisses Starscream gave him. He parted his lips and he felt Moonchaser’s glossa slip between his lips and explore his mouth.

Bumblebee waited in rising fear for Moonchaser to push him down and tug and stroke his wires and force him to interface with him. He never did.

Bumblebee slowly slid his hands up to Moonchaser’s shoulders and he moaned into the kiss. He felt Moonchaser stop and withdraw his glossa and he turn his optics on just as Moonchaser pulled away from Bumblebee appalled.

Moonchaser stood up from the berth, horror reflecting in his optics “Oh sweet Primus…” he whispered.

Bumblebee watched the medic back away towards the cell door and retreat after he locked the door.

He felt tears run down his face.
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Moonchaser press his back against the door in his quarter, trying to cycle air into his intake filters.

“I kissed him!” he groaned to himself.

His talon shook as he brought it up to his lip component and touched it.

“Why? Why did I kiss him?” he wondered “That is the last thing I would do after what Starscream put him through.”

It dawned on Moonchaser why he did it and his optics widened “Oh Primus… I have feelings for him.”

Moonchaser thought back to the kiss and he could feel his spark flutter and push at its chamber for more than a kiss.

He sank to the floor and groaned into his hands “How am I going to get out of this?” he wondered, “…what should I do about Bumblebee?”
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Whoo, a kiss X3

Poor Moonchaser doesn’t know what to do about his feelings.
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