who; Sam Witwicky & Bumblebee (maybe? :D) where; Out by the pool. when; Late afternoon. summary; Sam's hungry, and his mind goes to weird places. rating; Probably no more than PG. status; In progress.
Bee was by the pool. To be honest, Sam hadn't even known there was a pool, so to find out that Bee was hanging out there was something of a surprise. Did he even know how to swim? After all, Sam wasn't really sure that a land-based Cybertronian would ever have any reason or opportunity. He was normally a number of tons of fairly solid metal, so.. didn't he usually sink? But then, Bee had a way of surprising him all the time, so-- sure. Why not? He could swim.
Hopefully, he wasn't naked.
Sam felt his face heating up at the thought, and slapped both hands to his cheeks as if to hide it. Arrgh, not fair, now he couldn't get over the notion that his best-friend/car walked around naked when he wasn't there. It was so wrong. Or.. something. Struggling to contain his blush, Sam finally saw the pool, moving toward it and the familiar figure of the Autobot.
"Bee!" he called, waving and then jogging up to him. "Hey-- you swim?" He hadn't meant to blurt that out. Oops.