I Am Too Soft And Embarrassing - Tumblr Posts

Bee, many orbital cycles into carrying, is effectively losing his sanity anytime his tiny sparkling flutters their wingies around the inside of his gestation chamber.

Bee waking up Blitzwing like a cat with the zoomies at 2 am, because he needs to alleviate this terrible fluttering in his tummy somehow, and jolting out of berth to race around the furniture is all he’s got.

Random thinks revving his engines while he’s got Bee in a hug will cancel out the maddening flutters, if he’s loud enough, but all it does is make their sparkling reciprocate in kind to their sire’s aerial language with more vibrations and wingy flaps.

Bumblebee nearly tears the armrests off his chair during a cross faction briefing when the sparkling does a little flip and clips their wings on the chamber’s inner lining as they essentially dive bomb.

It’s like housing a very soft, but very volatile firecracker in his abdomen that could go off at any second- or more precisely, whenever it feels their sire close by. Bumblebee blames their child’s eccentricness entirely on Blitzwing.

He’s certainly not to blame for their dramatics, no ma’am. Bumblebee’s a docile little wallflower U.U