*I don't own Transformers or anything affiliated with Transformers. I only own my original characters and plots. All rights go to Michael Bay and Steven Spielberg.*

I groaned and opened up my eyes, the world around me becoming suddenly blurry. Sighing, I reached over to the bedside table and searched around for my glasses, but with no such luck. I heard a whir and turned my head to stare at the blurry mech beside me in the corner. He was holding something out to me. I took it and noticed that they were my glasses. Relieved, I put them on and looked at Bumblebee. He studied my face.

"I like those on you. You actually look smart for once," he said in his real voice.

I gave him a dirty look.

"You're such a jerk. I don't even know why I'm friends with you," I pouted.

I went to get off the bed, but a hand grabbed me. Bee pulled me into his chest and sort of hugged me. I pushed away from him.

"Nope. I don't like you. Get away. You're gross," I teased.

"But, I love you," he told me.

That's the first time he's actually ever told me that.

"Well, I hate you. Put me down," I teased again.

He didn't seem to catch on to my teasing tone though. He let out a sad whir and slowly lowered me to the floor. I looked up to see sadness in his optics. He looked at me as I stepped to the floor and I immediately felt bad.

"Why are you upset?"

"You hate me," he said using the radio.

I blinked at him and tried to hold back my laughter.

"I wasn't really mad at you. How could I be?" I laughed. He rolled his optics. "And. .I love you, Bee," I told him.

He whirred happily and playfully pushed me to the floor with his finger. A slight pain coursed through my body and I winced. Bumblebee looked worriedly at me. I gave him a reassuring smile and got up.

"My ribs aren't healed all the way, Bee. Just be careful next time," I chuckled.

He gave me an apologetic look and I patted his arm before walking over to Gracie's bed.

She was fast asleep in the queen sized bed. Her mouth hung open and her pants were off underneath the covers. I had no clue why either. She was drooling as well and I snickered. I motioned for Bee to come over, and he did. He laughed at her sleeping state.

I ran over to the computer desk and grabbed my phone. I opened up the camera app and took a picture of Gracie. I'm going to bring back 'Woman Crush Wednesday'. I giggled before laying my phone back down and jumping onto the bed. I jumped up and down on the bed, trying to get her to wake up. She shifted in bed before opening her eyes and looking at me and Bumblebee. I laughed at the expression on her face.

"What the hell are you two doing?" she asked us with an annoyed tone.

I tried to jump on her.

She jumped out of bed to dodge me. I stopped jumping and laughed harder. She was wearing Walking Dead underwear that read "I'd throw my squirrel at Daryl Dixon" on the butt. Bee whirred and covered his optics. Gracie soon realized she wasn't wearing pants and nearly tripped over the carpet to retrieve some. I felt like I was dying, I was laughing so hard.

"You're such a nerd," I said through my fits of laughter.

"Shut up, skank. I'm not afraid to fight you," she said while pulling her jeans on all the way.

I bucked up at her.

"Come on then, Graceland," I challenged her while laughing.

She raised a brow at me before running after me, but was stopped by Bumblebee. She squealed as he picked her up.

"That's what you get," I teased only for Bumblebee to grasp me in his other hand.

"I wonder if this is what Barbie dolls feel like, oh my gosh. This is so weird," Gracie said.

I snickered.

"Why'd you pick us up?" I asked him.

"Because-you're idiots."

"Well then. I'm not getting you a birthday present anymore," Gracie teased.

"Me either. He's so rude," I said.

Bee just rolled his eyes at us.

"I know right. Sideswipe is way nicer. Let's go be friends with him," Gracie said.

Bee set us down and gestured to the door.

"I would, but Bee is my bestest friend ever. I could never leave him for another bot," I explained as I hung onto Bee's leg.

He gave me a dirty look, but I just laughed.

"I know that you couldn't. It's actually scary how attached you two are," Gracie laughed as she went to lay down on her bed.

I went over to mine as well and Bumblebee sat in the corner beside me.

"See? It's like you're magnets. It's weird."

"No. Weird would be us dating," I said.

Gracie scrunched her face up.

"You're right. I couldn't even imagine that. Wait, yes I could," she said.

Her eyes widened and I blinked at her.

"Ew, ew, ew. Oh my gosh, EW!"

"WHAT?" I yelled.

"Thinking about that is actually really disgusting if you know what I mean," she said.

I thought about what she was referring to and then my eyes widened. I threw a pillow at her face and shook my head.

"What the hell is wrong with you? Oh my goodness! Thank you so very much for that lovely image. I might vomit," I said.

I was rather embarrassed, so I hid my face in a pillow.

"Well, you started it with the whole 'It'd be weird if we dated, blah blah blah', shit," she exclaimed.

I removed my face from the pillow and gaped at her.

"But, you didn't have to be dirty about it. I'm so embarrassed right now, like thank you so much, dumb ass."

"But, then again you wouldn't need any lubrication because he has it naturally. Or a condom," she said more to herself then anyone.

I nearly choked on my breath. My eyes widened in horror and embarrassment.

"Gracie Renee Phillips, I suggest you shut your mouth like right now. PLEASE."

"And plus he's like the Cybertronian equivalent of an eighteen or nineteen year old, so you two are practically the same age. Nobody could say anything about you guys," she said, ignoring what I just said.

"GRACIE!" I yelled.

"What? I was just saying."

"Did you just like completely forget about his presence in the room or nah?" I asked her.

I saw her eyes slightly widen and she looked over at Bee and I. I looked to Bee to see him holding his head in one of his hands. I pursed my lips and looked up at the ceiling.

"Yes. .I actually did."

"Either way, there's something seriously wrong with you," I told her.

"Well, you have to admit that Bumblebee is pretty cute for an alien robot. He's actually cuter than most men I've seen. Trust me," she said.

I snickered and looked at him. He was looking at us with an unreadable expression on his face. He was probably embarrassed.

"I can't say that I don't agree," I replied.

"I mean, honestly if I were a Cybertronian female, I'd hit that," she said.

I actually choked on my spit this time. I coughed and sat up.

"Too far. You took it too far," I told her while trying to catch my breath. "Normally, I'm the dirty one. What happened to that?"

"You've rubbed off on me. .a lot."

"I can tell. You just practically sold your soul to Bumblebee," I told her. She just shrugged. I turned to Bumblebee who looked horrified. "I'm sorry that you had to hear that."

"You're both crazy," he said in his real voice.

"She's the one that said that she wanted to do the deed with you. Not me," I said, throwing my hands up defensively.

I heard Gracie laugh. Bee just rolled his optics and sat back in the corner. I got off the bed and headed over to my bag. I grabbed a plain black Nike hoodie, a pair of blue skinny jeans and my black ugg moccasins. I stripped my old clothes off and began putting on my new ones.

"Dude. There's a bathroom for a reason and there's a male in here," Gracie said.

"I'm aware, but I don't care. I'm too lazy to walk and I really doubt he cares," I said as I pulled on my jeans.

Gracie groaned and I pulled the hoodie over my head before slipping on my moccasins.

"Happy now? I'm clothed."

"Grateful and I'm sure he is too," Gracie replied.

I rolled my eyes.

"Like I said, doubt he cares," I told her as I plopped down onto my bed.

Bee was shaking his head at us. I chuckled.

"I'm so ready to slap you."

"Well, I wanna sing a song," I said.

"Which one?"

"Hooked On A Feeling because it's bae," I laughed.

"Well, personally I like Anaconda by Nicki Minaj. It makes me want to twerk," she said.

I gave her a look.

"No. You should really just stop. Twerking is so two thousand fourteen," I told her.

She laughed.

"Why are we even so calm right now? There's a vengeful robot out there ready to take over the world and here we are talking about sexing it up with Bumblebee and songs from the nineteen eighties," she said.

The thought of Galvatron made me angry, but I shook it off and snickered at her use of the word 'sexing'.

"Sexing? Really?"

"It's a word. .I think," she answered.

"Well, you were the one talking about sexing it up with him. Not I. That's like suicide, oh my gosh," I said and rolled over.

I was starting to feel nauseous just talking about this. I heard Gracie laugh.

"You look really pale," Gracie told me.

"Yeah, excuse me," I said while getting up and running to the bathroom.

I leaned over the toilet and vomitted. Without bothering to look into the toilet, I wiped my mouth off and quickly flushed before running back out into the bedroom. Gracie was laughing and Bee was just looking at me. I laid back down on the bed and looked up at the ceiling. Gracie continued laughing at me.

"I can't believe you just threw up," she said.

"Well, stop talking about that stuff. It's kind of embarrassing, man."

"How?" she asked, laughing harder.

"I'm not going to talk about it."

"Whatever," she said.

There was a sudden knock on the door. I heard it open and looked away from the ceiling to see Lynleigh walking in.

"Hey, Lynleigh," Gracie greeted her.

"Hey you guys. Hey Bee. What are ya'll talking about?" she asked as she shut the door.

I shook my head.

"Sex and songs," Gracie explained and giggled again.

Lynleigh raised her eyebrow and laid at the end of my bed.

"With who?" she asked.

Gracie snorted.

"No one in particular," I answered.

"You mean, no bot in particular," Gracie said.

I face-palmed and Bee whirred.

"Oh my god."

"Wait. .what the hell?" Lynleigh asked while sitting up.

Gracie just kept laughing. I don't even know what was so funny.

"Gracie wants to fuck Bumblebee," I told her.

Lynleigh's eyes widened and she laid back down.

"I never said that," Gracie shot back, still laughing.

"If you say so."

"You have that dream too?" Lynleigh asked.

I gave her a look before turning to Bumblebee. He had his head in his hands again. I felt so sorry for him.

"Sometimes," Gracie told her.

I sat up and gaped at them.

"You know, there's something seriously wrong with both of you."

"What? He's cute for a robot. I'm surprised you don't think so," Lynleigh giggled.

I sighed. Why were we still talking about this? I'm so ready to die of embarrassment.

"He is, but I don't like to think of him in that way. I'm surprised you two haven't said anything about any of the others," I chuckled.

"Oh, well Optimus is pretty damn sexy. His calves, his arms, his whole freaking body, like wow. Jesus take the wheel. I'd hit that also. .yanno, if I wasn't human," Gracie said.

"Human boys are out, Cybertronians are totally in," Lynleigh inferred.

I looked over at Bee. He looked absolutely mortified.

"I'm going to vomit again."

"Again?" Lynleigh asked.

"Yes. She got sick just before you walked in because of this, but she's the one that started it," Gracie explained to her.

"I bet she's pregnant," Lynleigh said.

I scoffed.

"How the hell would I be pregnant?"

"Oh, you know. Starts with a B and ends with an E. I hear what you two do in the late hours of the night. Mhm. That's why you're always staying in his cabin," she said.

Gracie burst out laughing.

Oh my god. I could feel the vomit coming up. I ran to the bathroom yet again and threw up into the toilet. I could hear laughter from the bedroom. After I finished, I wiped my mouth and flushed the toilet before walking back out. I avoided eye contact with all three of them and walked over to my bed. I kicked off my shoes and hid under the covers. I was so embarrassed.

"She's embarrassed. And he is too. Oh my gosh, it's so cute," Lynleigh said.

I kicked her from under the covers. I heard a squeal and then a thud. I removed the covers from my head and saw her in the floor. I chuckled and sat back against the headboard. She rubbed her head and got back up onto the bed.

"Keep talking shit little girl," I told her.

Gracie laughed and I shot her a look.

"You too. I'll kill you both. I don't give a shit."

"You know I was just kidding about that part," Lynleigh said.

"Still, that's embarrassing and gross. No offense to Bee though," I responded and leaned my head against the wall.

He gave me an annoyed whir and they laughed.

"Just think about it. If he was human, would you date him?" Lynleigh asked.

They were putting me on the spot and I didn't like it.

"How am I supposed to know what he would look like as a human?"

"Let your imagination run wild," Gracie snickered.

I rolled my eyes, but thought about it. Alex Pettyfer instantly came to mind and I giggled.

"Hell yeah I would," I exclaimed.

Lynleigh and Gracie laughed.

"Who'd you imagine?"

"Alex Pettyfer," I told them, a goofy smile plastered onto my face.

"If that's the case, then I'm most definitely dating human Bumblebee," Lynleigh said.

Gracie nodded and I raised a brow at them.

"But he's mine, so find someone else. I'm sure Sideswipe and Dino would be thoroughly enchanted to be with the two of you," I smirked.

"Oh, I'd hit that too," Gracie laughed.

Yeah, I was definitely done here.

"Okay. We're done. Let's just stop talking about having our way with Cybertronians when there's one in the room, please."

"Fine. We'll behave," Lynleigh laughed.

"Okay, so new subject. How is everyone?" Gracie asked.

"Mortified."

"Embarrassed," Bee and I spoke at the same time.

Gracie and Lynleigh giggled but I shot them a warning look. They shut up, but I noticed a look cross Gracie's face. She looked at me with a worried expression.

"So, I've been thinking," she started.

"What's wrong?" I asked her.

"Rose, do you remember what you told me yesterday and the day before?" she asked.

I looked down and scrunched my eyebrows. I thought back to two days ago. All we had been talking about was how upset I was over losing Bumblebee and me killing Galvatron as an act of revenge. Oh. I looked back up at her.

"Yeah. .why?"

"Well, I was just thinking about it and there's no plausible need for you to do that anymore," she told me.

I sighed.

She was wrong. I had so many reasons to do it. Yeah, Bee might be alive, but it was just something that I needed to do. .something that I had promised to do. I could feel Lynleigh's and Bee's eyes on us.

"There is though, Grace."

"You're kidding me right? You can't possibly be that stupid. I told you this before. You're going to get yourself--" I cut her off.

"Listen to me. I have to do it. You have to trust me, okay? Please, just drop it for now," I snapped. She just sighed. This conversation had turned serious real quick.

"What are you two talking about?" Lynleigh asked me.

"Nothing important," I told her.

"Rosalie," Bee started.

"Stop. Don't worry about it, please," I said to him.

He gave me a look, but soon let it go.

No one would understand why I had to do this, but I know that I had to. The Autobots saved mine and my family's life, and I owed them for that. .we owed them for that. I wanted some way to repay them and if killing Galvatron was my way to do it, I would and I would die happily doing so. I would not let what they did for us be in vain. They sacrificed themselves to save us, so I would do the same. My decision was final and there was nothing anybody or any bot could do to change my mind.