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Bumblebee felt uncomfortable in his new form. Or should he say she. His original frame has been almost blitzed apart from the last battle for a relic of some kind and Ratchet being clever and not wanting to deal with a whiny Bumblebee had transfer him into a shell of a pretender. A pretender where more advanced in disguise and have a lot more sensory technology. However are very delicate compared to many other forms. And seeing his body empty and in pieces feel unsettling. Gave them goosebumps.
Now a six foot one, strawberry blond with greeny-blue eyes. Freckles and cupid bow lips. The feeling of being minicon height too her teammates in this form was unsettling. She knew that the humans sometimes are jittery when they moved around them. Now being as small as them and have her teammates walk so close and that one wrong step could squash them had brought insight as to why so many boundaries where put up. No wonder some of the most extreme humans were against them. And want them gone. It's not that hard to picture her teammates completely destroying the humans. Though it would be better to keep that opinion too themselves. It's hard enough feeling like you are seen as a monster and having someone sympathies with the people that do make you feel like a monster.
Bumblebee did have an up side to all this. The humans that are close friends with decided that they had to try as many human past times as possible. And for the first week it taken Bumblebee use to getting a wardrobe together. After all apparently how one dress can have an impact on where they be able to go. Or to avoid certain looks on the street.
And at this moment Bumblebee was called to the hanger area for a meeting. Standing on a platform to be optic height with Optimism Prime and Ratchet.
"Bumblebee. We have picked up an unknown cybertron signature that is in a movie set location. However we are not sure what is or if someone has have it in their possession. Unfortunately the signal comes and goes and we can not get anything to accurate of a reading."
Frowning while putting there hand on their hip Bumblebee thought for a bit. "Are we able to hack into the video feed?"
Ratchet grunts; "I try that. Completely useless. If they do. They have cameras that are on a close circuit. And when Acree was sent to scout around security guards came up asking questions. We were lucky that they did not arrest her."
Optimus optics look towards Bumblebee. "We talked to the military and they may be able to help. However even they are unsure what they be looking for. And because they cannot randomly walk onto the set without probably course and our identity must kept secret we have come to a compromise."
"A compromise?"
A woman with blonde hair are blue eyes walk onto the platform.
"You are going to be a stunt double with me. I am Ex Special Ops however you can call me Kaley." As she presents her hand.
Taking the hand Bumblebee shakes hers. Her hand feels warm. "So I be going with you to find the thing." A statement to what Bumblebee can gleam. After all one does not become a good scout without filling in the blanks.
"Yes and tomorrow you be coming with me as my assistant and a student learning to be a stunt double." They pull a casefile out of their bag.
"I need you to read this and be ready at the front tomorrow at five in the morning. We have to be at our destination at six." Smiling. " By the way to make it easier I think we should call you Bee. You won't have to adapt to a knew name.
Flipping the folder Bumblebee release that this was an itinerary and details of all the stunts that where to happen.
"What about the movie. What is it about?" Bumblebee ask.
Kaley smile widens. "I leave that for you to find out."