Bumblebee sighed, sitting on top of an old rusted car and gazing up at the stars. Knockout was up there somewhere, most likely still on Cybertron.
He wondered if the red medic missed him as much as he missed him too. This was starting to become a nightly routine. Coming out at night, gazing at the stars, and pretending that he was talking to Knockout.
"I wonder how Cybertron's doing.... must be thriving by now.." Bumblebee murmured, a sad glint in his blue optics. He chuckled, rubbing the back of his helm. "I also wonder if Ratchet's still around.. maybe you're working with him now like before?"
"Hey Bee! Ya comin'?" Grimlock's voice could be heard from across the junkyard, startling Bumblebee somewhat.
Bumblebee sighed, glancing over his shoulder. "Yeah! I'll be right there, Grim." He said, turning back to look up at the night sky again. He rubbed his optics, pushing himself to his pedes and hopping down to the ground.
He took one last look at the sky, a small smile on his face. "I hope I get to see you soon, Knock. Talking to the stars just isn't the same..." he mumbled, turning on his heel and making his way to the bunker where his room was.