Bulkhead_The_Engineer

*Bulkhead just huffed in response, barely giving Optimus a proper response, being cold towards him ever since the incident.*

How about you go ahead and get yourself some snacks Bumblebee, I need to have a chat with Optimus real quick.
*he tried to sound relaxed, but it was obvious he wasn't happy.*

*Bulkhead became cold, his smile disappearing and replaced with a stern glare, stepping in front of Bumblebee.*

We went out, just a normal patrol, nothing to throw a fit over, Optimus. *He snarled at the Prime.*

*He let out a content sigh, pulling Bumblebee back into a tight hug.*

Yeah, that sounds like a great idea.

Ow! *He huffs before laughing as well, happy to have his buddy back.*

Wow... you really fell for him.
*He giggled, letting go of Bumblebee to dramatically lay on the floor.*

Oh Blitzwing, you're so big and handsome, I just wanna kiss all three mouths of yours. *He swooned, laying an arm on his helm like he was a princess.*
What would I ever do without you?~

*Bulkhead's smile widened.*

Of course I can patrol with you! Anything to help my buddy out, especially with his new crush.
*He teased, poking Bumblebee's cheek.*

*Instead of being shocked or angry like Bumblebee expected, Bulkhead just sighed.*

I knew it, I knew you wanted to go see him.
*He smirked.*

*he looked down at Bumblebee, a soft smile appearing of his face.*
You know I'm not the best at secrets but... anything for my little buddy.

Ooc: he's practically picking a fight with a mama buffalo, he is not surviving

There's no need to thank me buddy, it's just what friends do.
*He nuzzled his face against Bumblebee's cheek.*

I promise I'll always be your friend, through thick and thin.

*Bulkhead sighs, cradling the smaller bot in his arms.*

He's just stressed, Bumblebee, he's been dealing with a lot and I'm sure he didn't mean it...

And if he did than he's wrong.
*He huffed glancing at the door as if Optimus was right on the other side.*

*A flicker of anger flashed in Bulkhead's optics before he quickly snuffed it out, instead pulling Bumblebee into his arms.*

Who cares what the bossbot thinks, I think he's just an overgrown jerk who doesn't know what he's talking about, cuz to me you're really cool.

You're always so fun to be around too, you're brave, determined, and always stood up for me and others.
*He smiled.*

Why wouldn't you be my best buddy?

*Bulkhead's optics widened, confused and even a bit concerned with Bumblebee's question.*

I.. I don't know, maybe because you still hung out with me despite my size and clumsiness, or when you stood up for me back at bootcamp, ever since then you never treated me like i was different-

*He shook his head, setting down the oil and sitting down beside him.*

Bumblebee... are you okay? *Bulkhead quietly spoke, as if he was scared to even ask the question.*

Ooc: welp, say bye to Blitzyboo guys-

*Bulkhead was visibly worried, though he felt a little bit better now that Bumblebee has finally looked at him.*

Hey little buddy... mind if I come in? *He quietly spoke, holding a barrel of oil in his arm.*

Finally set up my Strawpage!

Feel free to and or draw anything for me to see! :3

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Okay... *He yawned, snuggling up a little bit closer before finally closing his optics for the night.*

*He just hummed in response, wrapping his arms around Bumblebee like a protective shell, while trying his best not to squish him.*

I'll keep you safe, always...
*He mumbled, exhaustion getting to him.*

Shh, it's okay Bumblebee, it's not your fault. *He coos, resting his chin on Bumblebee's chest, his engine softly purring, keeping Bumblebee close against him.*

It's gonna be okay.

No problem buddy! Just try to relax.

*He smiled, taking his time to set up the pillows and blankets, making sure Bumblebee would be as comfortable as possible before sitting down and gently pulling him into a hug.*

Thank goodness you're okay...
*He whimpered.*

*When Bulkhead finally returned to the Medbay, he had his servos full with pillows and blankets, determined to help Bumblebee feel better.*

I'm back, I brought some stuff too incase you want it. *He softly smiled.*

And pray that you've made the right choice....

Because it's a lot easier to destroy a bridge Than to repair one.
*he gave one last glance at Optimus Prime before walking away, back to Bumblebee.*

*Bulkhead's optics widened for just a moment, like he didn't even recognize Optimus, before he scoffed and backed away.*

Well then I hope you know what you're doing, Optimus Prime.-

Ooc: my Favorite thing to roleplay is drama lol, I spend days thinking up scenarios like this-

Who kmew you could be worse than Sentinel, licking Ultra Magnus's stabilizers and acting all mighty when the whole team knows who you've been talking to in secret.

*He leaned in close, glaring into the primes optics.*

You're terrible at hiding things, Optimus.

Our leader, the one who lifts us up when we're at our lowest, to comfort and help us when we need it. Instead you shame him, you treated him like he was the dirt beneath your stabilizers, except you treat dirt better than how you treated him back there.

*He scoffed.*-

You heard what I said. Bumblebee almost died, we almost lost our friend, my best friend. And instead of comforting him, or even making sure he okay, you made him feel like the most disgusting bot in the universe.

*Bulkhead scowled, poking his digit against Optimus's chest.*

You're supposed to be-

*Once he knew Bumblebee couldn't hear him, his abnormally quiet steps turned into stomping, practically shaking the ground around him, going straight to Optimus.*

What in the pits is wrong with you!? *He yelled at the Prime, angrier than he ever thought he could be.*