Transformers Bumblebee X Charlie Novels & Stories

And her perfect body shape made people turn heads. She may be broken in some ways, but to me she is more than extraordinary. She will be my princess and my angel. No matter what. ------- Charlie and I got Anthony, Bane and Ferrell on the phone and they were both excited but sad that we got Charlie. They were sad since Melody wasn't with him when they escaped. But he told them what happened and they understood why she wasn't with him. "Well are you doing better Charlie?" Bane asked. "My ribs are black and blue and my jaw hurts. But I'm fine other than that." Charlie lied.

“Sure.” We took a seat in the living room while waiting for Jaykee to come out. He was indeed bringing out with him a huge toy robot. “Who’s this, Jaykee?” Ara asked, stroking the robot’s head. “Bumble Bee.” “Oh, how cute!” I exclaimed, but honestly, I knew nothing about toy robots. “Yeah. One of the Transformer models,” Ara replied.

"Well ... I feel there will be something wrong with you ... either your change or something will happen ... The future of yours is in ...." "Bullshit!" Snapped Blaze irritatedly. I, who don't understand where this conversation is leading, can only look confusedly at Blaze and Devanna in turn. It's like watching the world tennis final. "Listen...Blaze! Listen first .." Charlie said calmly, there was no panic line on his face.. which is very different from Blaze, whose face suddenly tense.

Never had anything from this area so you kind of got me curious. Charlie: (Landing on his feet he stares at the young man confused at what just happened and why he's talking to him. Quickly gathering his width he pulls out his rifle and begins to move forward, because of bullets did not work last time he adds an attachment to it that seems to Glow with a energetic blue hue) Upgrade unlocked. Deploying O.M.A! (The containers for the weapons drop on the ground and begin to make a liquid substance that travels up Charlie's body giving some sort of hardening yet skin like armor)

“Transformer.” I squinted. “Max, you have twenty-three Transformers. We counted yesterday.” “But this one’s different!” Max quickly countered. “That one was a truck. This one... is also a truck. But it’s gray! And it can fly. Maybe.” “Maybe?” Max nodded confidently. “It has wings! I saw on G****e. And I still don’t have the Christmas edition Bumblebee that sings! If I don’t get it... the world will be unbalanced. And I won’t be able to save humanity from destruction.”

The omegas were placed into the cars and tended to while the car was on the move going home. Charlie kept muttering words barely audible for me to hear. “Weak, I am so weak”, the small petite omega who has seemed to come into my life kept whispering to his broken self. And at the moment a determination came to mind to train Charlie and his two-bee found family how to protect themselves from my wrong doings and world, they need as much training when they survive my world, then I would let them all go. They are too innocent for this world. My world, they have to leave and I am pretty sure Charlie wants nothing more than to walk out of my world as soon as he gains back consciousness.

Cillian blinked once, then frowned at her. “Bella.” His ever soft tone remained, but there was a note of warning in it. Bellatrix met his gaze for a second, sending him a sign to calm down as she turned back to Charlie. He thought to protest, but just as he parted his lips, Charlie shook in his arms, eyes carrying that one sparkle he was growing to adore. “R-really?” His voice sounded just as excited. Bellatrix however, didn't look as excited.

“It’s a yellow Camaro like Bumblebee.” That tracked. We watched Transformers a few nights ago. I stood behind my sons and quietly observed their paintings. Grant’s was of a superhero—Batman, to be exact. Grant could pull off the broody superhero perfectly for Halloween. Casey was painting what appeared to be a tiger. “I want to paint,” I said, finally announcing my presence and giving my family a scare. “Jesus, Jon. Don’t sneak up on us like that,” Kierra fussed. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to startle.”

Spencer and Xavion had only met Charlie once or twice, but they were terrified of him. After all, Charlie had humiliated them both mentally and physically. Not only that, but he had even kidnapped Homer. Despite that, Spencer and Xavion did not dare to seek revenge. However, they had never expected that Charlie would come to them again. Spencer was frightened, and he hurriedly said in fear, “Quick! Gather all the bodyguards and make sure they’re armed! If Wade dares to come again, shoot him to death!”

“I’m so proud of you, Babe.” Taylor turned to her and kissed her. “Thanks, Babe. I’m working hard to make you proud.” “Listen,” he said before reaching for his bedside drawer. “I have something for you.” “For me?” Charlie asked, eyes sparkling. Charlie accepted the small box and carefully opened it. Inside, she found a compact, sleek object in a vibrant shade of purple. Frowning, she asked, “What’s this, Babe?” Taylor choked. He coughed and said, “It’s—um. It’s a Bzzz.”