Mess Hall
Bumblebee drank what was left in the cup that he had and poured himself some more. He was taking his time with the engex. There was no point in being a glutton, and besides, it wasn't like he was parched or anything. Bumblebee was quite the fuel efficient little mech. He just wanted to make sure he remained relaxed and was enjoying the company of his friends. There wasn't a lot of time for relaxing and mingling, after all. Soon, they'd be back fighting the Decepticons again, but for now, Bee didn't want to think about that. So, he smiled pleasantly and listened to the others.
Alpha Bravo was very excited after what Bee had told him Optimus had said, and like Bee, he really wanted to go.
"That's the spirit!", Bee commented to Alpha Bravo, then took another sip of the glowing pink beverage.
Rosanna had responded,
"That was no glitch or accident or whatever. That was someone. Optimus wasn't just 'not himself'. He was someone else. Anyways, as for me.. I'm not sure yet. I suppose it depends on how many do go."
To this, Bee's smile faded a bit, replaced by a frown. It was true. Optimus wasn't himself. However, now he was, and hopefully they could get to the bottom of this mystery. Bumblebee thus, replied back to the mini cassettibot, "Yah....well, me and Alpha are going. You do what your spark tells you to. I'll follow mine."
It wasn't long after this that another mech came and joined the crew, the mostly black painted truck-former
Trailbreaker.
Bee! Rose! Hope you two aren’t causing any trouble in here without me. I might take offense to that.”
Bee laughed aloud at that, gesturing for him to join them at their table. There was just enough space for one more. He then replied, "No, not at all. Come on. We got a cold pitcher here and there's enough for everyone."
Then Rosanna had scooted over to allow Trailbreaker to sit with them, while offering to buy his drink as well, and Trailbreaker obliged by sitting down in the space made for him. Trailbreaker took note of the expressions on each of the mechs' faces here at the table, and probably from looking at the others in the mess hall on the way to this table, as the very first question came from him was,
“Say, have any of you heard any news? My fuel storage tells me something’s big coming up, but I just got out of the medbay and haven’t heard much yet.”
There was no reason to hide anything from him, so Bumblebee replied,
"Well, now with Optimus back to his old self, he was saying something about visiting Cybetron. It seems whatever was ailing him has a connection there. Sounds kinda weird, but I trust Prime, and I've got his back all the way. Me and Alpha want to go for sure. What about you,
Trails?"
Bumblebee tried being cheery again, smiling slightly and listening to Rosanna, Trailbreaker, and Alpha Bravo. Alpha didn't seem to have met Trailbreaker before, but it seemed they were off to a good start. It was be good for Alpha Bravo to come out of his "shell" so to speak, and make more friends. Now Bee was even happier to have brought Alpha along to the mess hall. He needed this.
When
Trailbreaker mentioned them drinking until they all slurred like Ironhide, Bumblebee thought it was so funny, he accidentally started choking on his drink and the next thing that happened, it came out of his scent receptor, which didn't feel good, but started laughing, naturally, and he replied, "Oh boy....at that rate, I'm gonna have to get some backup for ya'll!" He could see it all now....he'd be the one that'd be left the most sober. But helping to get their afts up off the ground would be another dilemma.
In response to Trailbreaker, Rosanna had asked accusingly,
"Is that something you'd say to his face, 'Trails?"
Bumblebe had to laugh at that too. It was true. Could he say it to his face? Bumblebee couldn't, that's for sure.
Trailbreaker laughed at it too, and replied,
“You bet, though I’m fairly certain he’d reply with far worse if given the chance.”
"Damn straight he would.", said Bee, humorously. He was starting to feel really good, and all of his previous worries were drifting away. This was a good group. He was glad now, he'd decided to come here with Alpha Bravo, even though he'd wanted to stay by Optimus' side, he had needed a breather. Now, it seemed well earned and just right.
Trailbreaker continued,
“Nothing beats getting even. Now, you take Sunstreaker or Gears, for example. They’re just as much fun, though Streaker will be more ruthless in his attempt.” He finished with a chuckle. “It’s all about knowing which button to push. Even Bumblebee here will throw out a good one if given the chance.” He winked at Bumblebee in the hope he’d play along.
"Oh yah, I'll tell you what it's all about. Come at me!", Bumblebee said. He drank the rest of his current glass of engex, and he realized he was really getting buzzed. This was a rare occasion for him to be drinking like this, but whatever. It was fun!
"Say Trailbreaker....what have
you been up to lately?", Bee asked. He hadn't remembered seeing him on the ship earlier. He'd been absent for Optimus' rampage too, though that was probably a good thing.