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[heelys]

"Hey! I'm not here right now because I'm probably doing something awesome but leave a message and I'll get back to you when I get bored enough!"

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[heelys]

He already asked why I was this old and asked me about it already. It's not that big a deal.

[knaval]

...No, I guess it's not.

[riptide falls silent again, clomping back towards the ship.]

[heelys]

If I'm old enough to apply to join the Elite Guard, then I'm old enough to look after myself. [HARUMPH.]

[knaval]

I literally have no idea what that is.

[sounds pretentious tho.]

[heelys]

--Are you serious?! It's only the best thing a bot can ever hope to be! You get to go on cool missions in space and work your way up to becoming a Prime!

[He pauses, scratching the back of his helm] I didn't get in. Sorta gave it all up to help out a friend instead. But I'm kinda glad since I don't have to deal with Sentinel anymore than I need to.

[knaval]

Don't you need the Matrix to be Prime? [riptide understand Different Timelines and all that, but... seriously.

also:] --Sentinel? Isn't that guy dead? Like... ages ago? I was pretty garbage at history but I'm sure Megatron killed him or something.

[heelys]

--What's a Matrix? [he's blinking a little curiously.] And don't you mean a Prime? There's like... four I can think of off the top of my processor. Well. Three, since Longarm Prime turned out to be a Decepticon double agent.

[at his next question Bumblebee has to laugh.]

What? No. He's super alive and super awful. He was my drill sergeant at the Academy. He's now one of the leaders of the Elite Guard. And a Prime.

[knaval]

I guess for you? Oh! When we time travelled to when he was still Prime he had an Elite Guard. He kept trying to murder Optimus and wiped out a bunch of--

[pg version, riptide. don't tell the baby.]

--Never mind. Megatron ended up punching a hole through him, anyway. You're gonna have to tell me more about your timeline later.

[heelys]

[Bumblebee grimaces, leaning back against Riptide's arm heavily.]

Man, it's gonna take a while to get used to all this scrap. It's making my processor hurt.

[knaval]

Eh. I don't think you need to know everything. Just the important stuff. No-one cares about Sentinel anymore because he's been dead forever! So forget about that because it's not relevant.

[he slows walking slightly.]

Like, uh. Whirl.

[heelys]

He's relevant to me. Just like OP, Bulkhead and Prowl are. But I seriously hope Setiniel doesn't show up. I'm so not in the mood for his scrap.

[He pauses, grinning.] It'd be pretty funny to see him flip out over all the other bots here, though. Especially, Megatron, he'd blow a gasket!

[LIKE YOU DIDN'T.]

[knaval]

...Given what he was known for in our timeline, Megatron might well immediately murder him.

[riptide doesn't know much about history, he just knows sentinel was... not popular.]

[heelys]

[Bumblebee looks up at Riptide...] Jeez, he's bad but not that bad. What he do, kick some sparklings or something?

[knaval]

Uhhh... when we went back in time apparently Optimus was defending a field of sparks Sentinel wanted to take for experiments on. So... yes?

[be thankful, bee.]

[heelys]

Oh.

[Bumblebee is going to stare into the camera like he's on the office.]

[knaval]

[riptide just shrugs, continuing back towards the ship. awkward silence.]

[heelys]

[it sure is an awkward silence. the gentle fall of Riptide's legs and hum of his engine is making Bumblebee realise how tired he is though. He sort of curls into Riptide's arm.]

Hey, uh. [he knocks his head against Riptide's arm.] Thanks. For coming to find me.

[knaval]

[riptide is quiet for a long moment.]

No problem.

[heelys]

[They fall into silence after that, and at some point Bumblebee falls into recharge, curled up in the crook of Riptide's arm.]