Bumblebee x Random Cons/Bots

StarBee (G1)

Yup. Still gorgeous.

Fortunately, the mech wasn't looking at the seeker's face and didn't seem to know that the mech was online as it gently prodded Starscream's left stabilizer. Thin, blunt digits traced the light grey limb's seams, searching for any internal injury. While the minibot worked, Starscream took the time to look through his system's status reports.

Fuel Reserves: 63% [[DECENT]] ~~~~~ Core Temperature: {{ERROR}} ~~~~~ Chronometer: 23:49, in stasis for 0:18:37:09.

Injury Report; [[RIGHT WING]] and [[LEFT WING]] are suffering severe external and internal injuries. [[RIGHT STABILIZER]], [[LEFT STABILIZER], and [[INNER CHASSIS]] are suffering external injuries. [[LEFT ARM]], [[OUTER CHASSIS]], and [[HELM]] have been healed by an outside source. The system can only repair total internal damage to about 60% before requiring an outside source.

Starscream frowned. 18 joors? That's a long time to be in stasis, even when injured. Starscream reset his vocalizer and tried to speak...

"Hey," his voice came out raspy and quiet. The yellow mech locked optics with the ex-Decepticon. "Oh, sorry, did I wake ya up?" they shifted on their kneejoints, giving them a better look at Starscream's faceplate. "No, you're okay, just... who are you? Why are you helping me?" The seeker swallowed thickly to lubricate their throat. The minibot smiled brightly. "My name's Bumblebee! I'm helping you 'cause... because..." Bumblebee's smile faltered. "...I don't know. Optimus told me to leave you here, but... " the minibot sighed, "But I couldn't."

Starscream would've laughed at the Autobot's weakness, but the "flaw" was why he was still online. The seeker squinted. "Did they leave you here?" "Nah, I was on a scouting mission, and a blizzard was starting, so I called Optimus and told him I'd be stuck for a while," The pretty minibot reached over and poked the injured mech's chassis cautiously. "Why don't you recharge some more so I can work on your stabilizers?" the scout cooed, tracing the shattered orange cockpit on Starscream's torso. "I can handle some discomfort, Autobot," Starscream grumbled but hissed when Bee caressed his injuries. 

"Mhm, right," Bee smirked before focusing back on Starscream's stabilizers and saying, "If you need me to stop, just tell me."

Starscream nodded and tilted his helm down to see what Bumblebee was doing. His stabilizers were mangled; it was a wonder there was no internal damage. Plating sparked weakly, puckered at the seams. There were patches of exposed wiring. It seemed Bumblebee had cleaned off any leaked energon. Bee worked quietly and diligently, small digits gently holding dark grey plating together and producing welds from its subspace to hold them in place. Starscream bit his glossa to keep from yelling. Despite how careful the minibot was being, it still hurt. Thankfully, the cold helped numb the pain as Bumblebee finished up on his right stabilizer.

"You okay?" "Yeah, I'm fine," Starscream hissed through clenched denta. Bumblebee frowned. Sweet Unicron, could this Autobot get any cuter? Starscream missed what the minibot had said. The seeker cycled his lenses dumbly. The minibot huffed, frustrated. "I said, will you let me do your other stabilizer?" Bumblebee tapped its blunt digits against the rocky cavern floor. "Eh... how 'bout we just take a break from that?" the flier glanced down at the welded stabilizer. The welds weren't seamless, but they would work... hopefully.

"Fine by me," Bumblebee shrugged at sat back, optics raking over Starscream's injured frame.

A sudden gust of cold wind cut through the air, and Bumblebee's plating rattled. Loudly. 

Bumblebee squeezed its optic shutters closed, trying to ignore the biting cold. Starscream's spark ached at the scout's discomfort when a thought suddenly came to him. The flier sent a command for his outermost heaters to turn on and was pleasantly surprised that most of them were working. Bumblebee noticed the humming and began to panic. "Hey, are you okay?!" "I'm fine, just turned on some of my heaters..." For once, Starscream was lost for words. They were usually loud, confident, and unafraid to say what they wanted, but this minibot...