(Bee can’t speak for torturously long. He has to heave and sputter and strain to get the water out of his systems. It leaves a disgusting aftertaste in his mouth and a film over his optics. The world shifts under him, but without his feet on the ground, he can’t tell how. He can just feel the sway of his feet and the pull on his shoulder.)
(That being said, finally getting them clear and seeing that he was being dangled like a Christmas goose weren’t a welcome sight either. This mech is nothing he’s ever seen before, bent all in the wrong ways and faceless and holding him up with a peripheral he hadn’t even seen in movies before. Bee cowers at the sight of him, and the growl, and tries to speak.) H-hey now! Don’t get mad! I wadn’t doing anything bad by ya, I-I just wanted to see the ships! You can put me down! I can’t go anywhere like this anyway! Come on, mech, be a friend? Please?
(He babbles until his hat is dry, he pleads as he sees mechs shuffling past him with massive crates. He finally gets quiet as Fishhook steals him away to a quiet, darkened room and tosses him down to the floor. He only has a split second to fear for his life before he hears it; that cannon that’s been burned into his memory like it’s burned into the bridge. He gasps and scrambles to his feet, and low and behold in the dim light, framed in shadow like before, is him.)
(Bee can’t contain his joy, and it all flows out like water the more he speaks.) I FOUND YOU! I was RIGHT! Do you know how much I had to go through to see you again?! I found your old papers at the ring! I tracked you all the way from the street where you shot that cop! WOW! Megatronus the mighty! Undefeated! Did you burn the ring down? I gotta know- I-I got all these questions! Where did that Soundwave guy get to? What did that guy do to make you bust the whole building down? Where did the gun come from?! Was you the guy who busted all of Blindside’s stuff? Jeezum Prime, he was MAD! He nearly busted my head open when I didn’t have papers to bring back, but look at me now! I did something he WISHES he could do! The Boss Megatron himself!
I-
(What does he do now? That cannon is still pointed at his face, and the joy is wearing off little by little as he remembers, oh yeah, this mech’s killed people much bigger than him and he’s just a little wet mini in a damp hat. He laughs and rubs at his neck.) Heh, I… just wanted to thank you, for the tip. Best meal I had in days, like.
To say that Megatron was shocked would be an understatement. Normally, someone’s reaction to the Kingpin of Kaon threatening them wasn’t glee. Much less did his cannon in their face ever inspire joyous, thankful rambling. The proper response should have been begging, or at least panic. This was… new.
Soundwave was similarly flabbergasted, though it was impossible to tell apart from a small tilt to his helm. He looked from the minibot to his Boss, but that didn’t help matters; Megatron was staring too. Soundwave took a step forward, images flashing on his screen, of Blindside and the footprints he’d found. The mech had just plainly admitted to being the one who’d been tracking them, clearly he needed to be disposed of… Megatron, however,
broke into a laugh, hearty and loud over the absurdity of it all.
“You… Haha, you’re somethin’ else!” His cannon powered down as he used that hand to brace himself against the wall, continuing to laugh. Soundwave kept staring. This was a serious matter, but he also hadn’t heard the Boss laugh like that in years. Finally, he began to calm down, straightening his tie before straightening up again. “Somethin’ else… You know I have kept every cyberhound-nosed cop an’ conspiracy theorist off my tracks for ages, and the one to find me is the Primus-slaggin’ minibot newsy?! Give this mini a medal…” Soundwave had no medals, and was still not laughing.
“Look, I can answer your questions sure, but I’ve gotta protect myself an’ my business here, so you’re gonna have to answer a few’a mine first. Did you really only follow me all this way to thank me?” His optics returned to Soundwave for a moment, his lieutenant verifying the mini had no recording equipment on him. “You know you could be slagged at any given moment, and you still came out here? Why?”
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