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Human Holidays

Bumblebee yawned loudly and sat up. The sound of Sam and his father returning had woken him for a very pleasant dream. But the sight of Sam was more than enough to make up for it.

Though he couldn’t help but feel a wave of confused worry press down on him when he took note of the bulky packages Sam was carrying into the room. They had the very strong and unpleasant smell of gun powder.

“S-Sam, What are those?” asked Bumblebee, tilting his head to the side.

“Fireworks,” answered Sam, setting the boxes down on the table with a loud bang. He stepped back and wiped his brow.

“What are fireworks?” probed Bumblebee, still not liking the smell coming off of them.

Sam sighed and flopped down on the couch beside Bumblebee. “They’re expensive wastes of money, but pretty funny. They blow up.”

Bumblebee’s eyebrows knit together as he tried to understand what Sam had just said. “But – didn’t you tell me only the military is allowed to you explosives?”

“Well, yeah, that is true. But these are very low grade, most of them anyway. They are only dangerous if they go wrong. They aren’t like the ones you use or Lennox’s group uses. They’ll just stuff normal people can buy.” Explained Sam, smiling as he fought not to laugh.

“Guess we’re going to be scaring a lot of birds this year,” chuckled Sam’s father as he came through the door carrying the last of the boxes.

“You better believe it,” Sam laughed.

Bumblebee shook his head slowly. “I still don’t understand.”

“You’ll see tonight.” Sam murmured, wrapping his arms around the other boy’s waist. He almost died with laughter when his father made a quick getaway.

--

Far away from Sam and Bumblebee, another Pretender was also contemplating low grade explosives. Only he was staring at them with a mixture of amusement and nervous fear.
“Frenzy?” questioned Barricade as he stared at the younger. “What are those and how did you buy them?”

“They’re fireworks, and I’m a hacker.” Replied Frenzy as he dropped the boxes on the floor. He sprang back to his feet and rushed over to Barricade, with a bright grin he threw his arms around him, pressed a sloppy kiss to his cheek, stepped away, picked one of the packages up and rushed out the room, leaving Barricade to muse over the explosives on the floor before him, and hyper active decepticons.

--

“Hey, Boss man!” shouted Frenzy, throwing a small box at the red head.

Starscream looked up just in time to take the box to the front of his face. He let out a string of curses and rubbed the growing bump on his forehead. “Frenzy!” but the teenager had already vanished.

Looking down, Starscream was surprised to find that the thing that’d smashed into his face was a box of firecrackers. He chuckled and shook his head.

--

Frenzy ducked into Blackout’s bedroom and tossed a pack of sparklers to the dark eyed decepticon.

Blackout looked up from the repair job he was doing on his arm. “What are these for?” he asked.

“For tonight,” explained Frenzy. He dashed out of the room, laughing.

Blackout looked down and scanned the package of firecrackers. “Did he rig them to blow up on me?” he wondered aloud.

“I won’t do that!” shouted Frenzy from the doorway.

Blackout sighed and set them on his desk, near all the still-to-be-completed paperwork.
One could wish.

--

Sam grabbed Bumblebee by the hand and steered him outside. “Okay, now watch.” He said. He picked up a box style firework and set it down in the street. Lighting the fuse, he ran back to where Bumblebee was standing.

“It’ll be loud, so don’t freak out.” He grabbed the Autobot’s gun hand just to be careful.

The firework boomed loudly as it exploded into the sky, a wave of multicolored sparks fell slowly through the sky before fizzling out.

Bumblebee’s mouth fell open. He tilted his head all the way back and watched with delight as another exploded into the sky.

Barricade laughed as he sat on the rooftop, watching the latest firework Frenzy had sent into the sky.

“I’ve got to admit,” said Starscream, sitting down beside the others, “As human holidays go...I like this one.”

“Only cause you get to blow things up,” snorted Blackout. He titled his head back and watched the shower of red sparks. “Though, it is interesting- For a race that hates fighting... celebrating freedom by exploding things seems...”

“Silly?” volunteered Frenzy.

“Silly,” agreed Blackout.

--

Ironhide, Optimus, and Ratchet all stood on the landing strip of the base. Watching Lennox and Epps exploded fireworks.

“This is a strange way to celebrate.” Chuckled Optimus.

“Strange but fun,” laughed Ironhide, grinning brightly.

Ratchet shrugged his shoulders. “As long as they don’t go blowing themselves up that is.”

Description
Human Holidays

Bumblebee yawned loudly and sat up. The sound of Sam and his father returning had woken him for a very pleasant dream. But the sight of Sam was more than enough to make up for it.

Though he couldn’t help but feel a wave of confused worry press down on him when he took note of the bulky packages Sam was carrying into the room. They had the very strong and unpleasant smell of gun powder.

“S-Sam, What are those?” asked Bumblebee, tilting his head to the side.

“Fireworks,” answered Sam, setting the boxes down on the table with a loud bang. He stepped back and wiped his brow.

“What are fireworks?” probed Bumblebee, still not liking the smell coming off of them.

Sam sighed and flopped down on the couch beside Bumblebee. “They’re expensive wastes of money, but pretty funny. They blow up.”

Bumblebee’s eyebrows knit together as he tried to understand what Sam had just said. “But – didn’t you tell me only the military is allowed to you explosives?”

“Well, yeah, that is true. But these are very low grade, most of them anyway. They are only dangerous if they go wrong. They aren’t like the ones you use or Lennox’s group uses. They’ll just stuff normal people can buy.” Explained Sam, smiling as he fought not to laugh.

“Guess we’re going to be scaring a lot of birds this year,” chuckled Sam’s father as he came through the door carrying the last of the boxes.

“You better believe it,” Sam laughed.

Bumblebee shook his head slowly. “I still don’t understand.”

“You’ll see tonight.” Sam murmured, wrapping his arms around the other boy’s waist. He almost died with laughter when his father made a quick getaway.

--

Far away from Sam and Bumblebee, another Pretender was also contemplating low grade explosives. Only he was staring at them with a mixture of amusement and nervous fear.
“Frenzy?” questioned Barricade as he stared at the younger. “What are those and how did you buy them?”

“They’re fireworks, and I’m a hacker.” Replied Frenzy as he dropped the boxes on the floor. He sprang back to his feet and rushed over to Barricade, with a bright grin he threw his arms around him, pressed a sloppy kiss to his cheek, stepped away, picked one of the packages up and rushed out the room, leaving Barricade to muse over the explosives on the floor before him, and hyper active decepticons.

--

“Hey, Boss man!” shouted Frenzy, throwing a small box at the red head.

Starscream looked up just in time to take the box to the front of his face. He let out a string of curses and rubbed the growing bump on his forehead. “Frenzy!” but the teenager had already vanished.

Looking down, Starscream was surprised to find that the thing that’d smashed into his face was a box of firecrackers. He chuckled and shook his head.

--

Frenzy ducked into Blackout’s bedroom and tossed a pack of sparklers to the dark eyed decepticon.

Blackout looked up from the repair job he was doing on his arm. “What are these for?” he asked.

“For tonight,” explained Frenzy. He dashed out of the room, laughing.

Blackout looked down and scanned the package of firecrackers. “Did he rig them to blow up on me?” he wondered aloud.

“I won’t do that!” shouted Frenzy from the doorway.

Blackout sighed and set them on his desk, near all the still-to-be-completed paperwork.
One could wish.

--

Sam grabbed Bumblebee by the hand and steered him outside. “Okay, now watch.” He said. He picked up a box style firework and set it down in the street. Lighting the fuse, he ran back to where Bumblebee was standing.

“It’ll be loud, so don’t freak out.” He grabbed the Autobot’s gun hand just to be careful.

The firework boomed loudly as it exploded into the sky, a wave of multicolored sparks fell slowly through the sky before fizzling out.

Bumblebee’s mouth fell open. He tilted his head all the way back and watched with delight as another exploded into the sky.

Barricade laughed as he sat on the rooftop, watching the latest firework Frenzy had sent into the sky.

“I’ve got to admit,” said Starscream, sitting down beside the others, “As human holidays go...I like this one.”

“Only cause you get to blow things up,” snorted Blackout. He titled his head back and watched the shower of red sparks. “Though, it is interesting- For a race that hates fighting... celebrating freedom by exploding things seems...”

“Silly?” volunteered Frenzy.

“Silly,” agreed Blackout.

--

Ironhide, Optimus, and Ratchet all stood on the landing strip of the base. Watching Lennox and Epps exploded fireworks.

“This is a strange way to celebrate.” Chuckled Optimus.

“Strange but fun,” laughed Ironhide, grinning brightly.

Ratchet shrugged his shoulders. “As long as they don’t go blowing themselves up that is.”