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Sweet Little Bumblebee chap.651. Lick- Bumblebee had gone with Prowl to Dinobot Island, and had wandered off on his own. INTRUDER! Bumblebee turned around and saw that Grimlock was running at him. Whoa, calm down Grimlock, Bumblebee said, Im Bumblebee, Prowls friend. You know the bot thats always quiet but still annoying somehow? Grimlock had stopped running and smelled Bumblebee; he stared at him for a moment, and then licked him. Bumblebee taste good, Grimlock said before he starting to lick him again. Bumblebee fell to the ground during the licking, and was now trying to get out from under Grimlock. When that didnt work he yelled, Help, Im being tongue raped! Soon enough Prowl came into the clearing to see what all the fuss was about. Grimlock get off of him, Prowl shouted. Grimlock stopped licking Bumblebee and looked up at Prowl. Turning into robot mode, Grimlock started running away carrying bumble
Sweet Little Bumblebee ch.211. Happiness-Hey Jazz is that you nunchuks or are you just happy to see me, Bumblebee joked as he was pulled into a hug by the Elite Guard member. Im just happy to see you, Jazz answered, holding the now blushing Bumblebee closer.
12. Favor-What do you want Lockdown, was the first thing Prowl asked after agreeing to meet up with the bounty hunter at an abandoned warehouse. Well Prowl, you never returned my mods, and now I want payment, Lockdown answered. If you honestly expect me to pay you, youre Prowl was stopped by Lockdown. I dont want money kid, what I want is a favor, Lockdown said pulling Prowl close to him. What kind of favor, Prowl asked, his face plate heating up. I want you to set me up on a date with your little yellow friend, Bumblebee right, Lockdown asked. Prowls expression turned from shock to anger. Taking one of his shurikens, he stabbed Lockd
The Parlour IncidentOne day in July, I believe it was, I found myself sitting with several acquaintances in Christopher's parlour. It was one of those deliciously lazy afternoons which only the summer in her full glory can bring. The room had a wan, listless light to it, relaxing the other guests and myself as we languidly chatted over tea and crumpets. The air was also sluggishly heavy, dulling the senses to a slowly-blended calm engendered by the heat of St. Othniel's southerly climate.
At length, after much stimulating conversation, Christopher stood, producing a book of sheet music.
"What do you all say to a bit of music?" he asked.
"Certainly," I answered.
"Oh yes, please do darling!" Tabitha exclaimed, "he's quite the maestro."
Christopher laughed, shaking his head.
"Now, now love, I'd not go that far."
He strode over to the piano as the other guests urged him on. Ida entered the room bearing a merrily steaming teapot and more crumpets.
"More tea sirs?" she inquired, shooting sideways glances at her
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