Transformers go where…?
Chapter 8
Part 1
S'mores
The fire was bright and warm as it filled the cold night air with its warmth. Bee shivered with joy as the fire sparked.
"Camping is so cool!" Bee squealed cheekily, stood up and circled the fire, then sat down next to Sam.
"Isn't it lovely, Sam?" Bee asked, nudging Sam, and leaning against him. Sam nodded and smiled and they laughed.
Sam wrapped his arm around Bee's back to his shoulder, and reached behind himself and picked up some things.
"Bee," he said. "We're not going to end up going to sleep tonight." Bee felt confused as Sam showed him three things: marshmallows, graham crackers, and best of all, chocolate.
"Let's go out and get some sticks, and I'll explain." Sam said. Sam and Bee got up and the Autobots all followed suit. Ratchet sat back down again, closer to the fire. "You all are going, too then?" Sam asked, looking around the fire at his friends. They nodded, and Sam led them out into the woods. "Let's go then!" Sam shouted, and Ratchet silently waved them off.
"I think Optimus had a few too many," Ironhide whispered to Sam, and Sam only nodded in agreement as he watched Optimus get up and dance around the fire with Bee and Jazz.
Earlier, Bee had gotten confused and tossed his graham crackers into the fire and just ate his chocolate smothered with a gooey marshmallow. When the Autobots had returned, Ratchet had waved them off again and went to sleep in the tent. Ironhide got so bored, he started playing tag with Optimus, Bee and Jazz. Sam just plain sat by the fire until Optimus and Bee dragged him off to come play tag with them.
After a while, Optimus fell flat on the ground from a sugar high and Ironhide went to bed.
"What else will we do on this trip, Sammy?" Bee asked, bouncing on the log on which he sat. "It's all so fun, will it ever end?"
"I hope not," Jazz said.
"I think after this we're going to…" Sam stopped and pulled out a map with red markings all over it from his cargo pockets. "Houston?" He said, and Jazz and Bee leaned in to see the map. "Wow, Houston." Sam said and they all thought for a moment.
"Don't mess with Texas," they all said in unison, laughing.
"What will we be doing tomorrow?" Bee asked, and looked at the map, even though it didn't say anything.
"Tomorrow, we will be whitewater rafting according to Prime." Sam said.
"In two days we will be doing what Optimus calls 'orienteering'. He says it'll be fun, that it's a 'human' thing… almost like cultural stuff. Something to do with the words male and scouts, I think?" Jazz said, confused on his words.
"You mean Boy Scouts?" Sam asked, looking at Jazz oddly.
"Yeah, that's the one!" Jazz said, giving two thumbs up to Sam.
"Sounds fun," Bee remarked. "I think…"
The three laughed.
"Maybe we can ask Oppy?" Bee said.
The three looked over to Oppy and stared at him for a while.
"Nah," the three said in unison, looking at each other.
