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When was the last time he refueled? Bee didn't know. He wanted to comm his conjunx for some reason though. He raised his servo to his audio receptor, clicking it to comm Breakdown.
The con answered with that deep voice that Bee loved.
“Hey Bee, what's up?”
“I'm doing okay, I think… Have you won any good races lately?”
“Wait what do you mean you think?”
Oh no.
“Uhhhh, I don’t know… I just don't feel well. Really tired.”
“You know what, I think it's about time for another visit.”
“Noo, don't let me ruin your racing time.”
Bee whined.
“Bee, you will never ruin anything for me, okay? So don't ever say that again.”
Breakdown said sternly.
“Okay…”
“I'm on my way.”
And then the comm ended.
Bee laid his helm down on the floor. He stayed in this warehouse while he pretended to be dead. It was comfortable once you got used to it.
He was tired. It would be fine if he dozed off right?
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“Bee, wake up.”
Bee was suddenly shaken awake when Breakdown shook him.
Bee looked at him tiredly, sitting up to hug him.
“I'm so glad you're here.”
“I'm glad I am here too, here.”
He then gave Bee an energon patch. Bee suddenly felt more energy than he did just now.
“Woah, I feel way better now.”
“I figured you would, it sounded like you were low on energon. And I happened to find a stash, so I had some on me.”
Breakdown slumped an arm around Bee's shoulders, giving him a kiss on the cheek.
Bee smiled.
“Thanks.”
“No problem.”