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1st Transmission

Where... where is this! What's going on! I will not tolerate this nonsense! There is a battle going on--

[Brief moment of stunned silence, and then, a roar that shakes the communications devices of all those listening]

Where... are... my cannons! Who touched them! Show yourself! Or I shall tear this place apart to find you! How dare you lay hands on me and my weapons! When I find you, I will not hesitate to--do not think I cannot destroy you without them! Answer me! Now!

Optimus' orders or no, when I find the responsible party, you will be reduced to your basic components before you can blink!

[Another pause, and then, quieter, but no less agitated]

Hmn. Oh, should... Autobots. Come in! Where are you! I have been taken from the field... What is Prime's status? Respond!

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[Makes himself calm down too, making motions to try and prime his cannons... except they won't appear.]

Hm? Oh...

[Pings him back--Connection established!]

[Oh good.]

You're damaged.

[Head tilts, shrugs.]

Same as always... There was a battle... Egypt. Nothing that serious...

[Awkward pause.]

You? Undamaged? Nothing has harmed you?

[Yeah, NOT telling Ironhide that he just returned from a gruesome melty death.]

I'm fine. But we should try and find someone to repair you, though.

[Yeah, no that would be bad.]

I said I'm fine. Should worry about finding a way back first. I... cannot leave Prime like that. Or the others...

[Still can't get used to looking 'Bee in the optics. This is WEIRD.]

You have any information? Has anyone returned?

[...yeah, that IS weird. So Bumblebee actually sinks down to have a seat on the deck and- yes, that feels a little more normal.]

Mikaela said that both Sam and Optimus come back to life. I...didn't ask her all of the details, but I trust her. She wasn't lying.

[Good job, Bee. This is much more comfortable.]

... Optimus... lives? Then, it worked? He...

[He needs a moment. So he'll turn away and be quiet, for a second--This has just made his DAY, or week or however long Optimus was dead for.]

Then we need to get back to him.

[And this really kills 'Bee to say this, because what self-respecting scout reports back with such a lack of information?]

...I don't know how.

[Another pause, while he sorts this all out. He's not mad at Bumblebee, but... mad is how he deals.]

I need... to shoot something. Badly. Has to be a way! We were brought here!

'Bee knows, it's cool man.]

Information is a very valuable resource here. I've scanned the logs over the ShipNET as far back as I can, but anything concerning method of arrival or escape has either been removed or locked by something even stronger than our hacking capabilities.

[Shifts around, glaring at whatever dares to move]

How is that possible? This is a human vessel. It should have human systems. If Ratchet were here--

[Pause there.]

... He isn't. Is he? We are alone.

[Bumblebee nods slowly.]

As far as I can tell. Aside from that other-universe Hound, you and I are the only Autobots here right now.

[Muttering to himself] Haven't been apart since the war started... Going to be too quiet...

[Intake air.]

Hound? Other-Universe? [Pause] I am... sorry... that you have been alone...

[Bumblebee makes an inquiring sound; a raising lilt as he tilts his head.]

Nothing.

[Awkwardly... pats... him.]

[...FFT. You are so awkward, Ironhide.]

I'm fine. Lasted longer on Earth without any contact, remember?

[He doesn't do this kindness thing very well.]

You did. But you had your weapon systems. You were normal sized.

[Oh, clearly. Bumblebee shrugs, though.]

It could've been much worse. I'm more upset about how hard it is to find anything out here.

I am here now. I am sure they would be interested in explaining things to me...

[Makes fists, oh he'd love to pummel some information out of something.]

The Captain has weird powers...like the All Spark, but different. Be careful, Ironhide.

Powers? Like the All Spark?

He's changed things. Changed other people-

...He turned Starscream into a tiny pink version of himself. I have no idea how, although it was great.

... He is responsible for my--for our downgrade?

[Snorts]

Tiny pink version? Starscream? You are joking.

I'm pretty sure, and I'm definitely not joking. I'll send you the file.

[Here Bumblebee transmits the video Frenzy made of Starscream's punishment.]

...

[There's a lengthy pause while he tries to process this.]

I can't... believe this. And Starscream... remained this way?

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