Alone, with the one and only Autobot.

"I am stranded on a planet with a Techno-Organic who seems to have lost her way," Bumblebee said.

I frown.

"You didn't know how to make a fire," Bumblebee said.

"Do too," I said.

"Bumblebee, I have a small dragon mode and your electrical stingers are dented," I remind Bee. "I do know my way."

"I am doomed," Bumblebee said, with a grunt lowering his helm.

I grew alarmed by that reply.

"Is all but lost, and yet nothing is gone?" I ask. "Is dark and light, born of the same blood?"

"No," Bumblebee said, lifting his helm back up.

"I am not done," I said, shaking my right hand. "For all I know we are not doomed."

"Seems like we are," Bumblebee said.

"Bumblebee, when did you lose out right hope?" I ask.

"There is no energon on this planet!" Bumblebee said. "Unlike you," Bumblebee folds his arms. "I can't eat meat."

"I am a vegetarian, you know," I said.

"Looks like you have put that to the side and save your own tailpipe," Bumblebee said. "Without energon or oil I will probably offline in..." Bumblebee gave it some thought. "A week."

I glare at Bumblebee.

"You are a big aft liar," I said.

Bumblebee fakes a laugh.

"Why I am not lying," Bumblebee said. "And you are quite the liar to me."

"Oh really?" I ask.

"Really," Bumblebee said.

I poke a stick into the flames.

"Tell me what I all ready do not know," I said, being cocky.

"You have been helping Shockwave and Avenger hide out in the garage," Bumblebee said, his optics narrowed down towards me.

I laugh.

"Have not!" I said. "I don't know who those guys are."

Bumblebee grabs a lizard by the neck.

"Do you know how to cook?" Bumblebee asks.

I stare at the rude Autobot.

"I am a Vegetarian," I said. "Need I spell it out? V-e-g-e-t-a-r-i-a-n."

"You were not a vegetarian last time," Bumblebee said.

"My taste buds changed," I said.

"Ivy, stop pulling my leg," Bumblebee said.

"I am being honest," I said.

"To survive; you put aside your dislikes," Bumblebee said.

"Wrong scenario," I said. "Right scenario for that situation is for humanity ganging up together to defeat a common alien invasion cause."

"I have so many questions," Bumblebee said. "You are not the same person I knew 10 years ago."

I felt hurt by the last part.

I am still the same person.

I just...Shut people out because they are loud and annoying.

"There are a lot of secrets in this universe, my old friend," I said. "And I cannot answer them all for you," Bumblebee paces back and forth squeezing the dying lizard. Poor lizard. "You have to seek the truth from within you, for your own mind is a tool for uncovering the secrets of the stars."

Bumblebee sighs looking down towards my direction.

"What book is that from?" Bumblebee asks.

I smile.

"And that tool is your imagination," I continue. "And the stars? Well, that is your heart...Or whatever the hell you call your hearts."

"We call them sparks," Bumblebee said.

"Bumblebee..." I said, in a low voice. "You are killing the lizard."

"You kill it," Bumblebee said, holding the lizard out for me.

"No," I said. "I don't kill innocent animals."

"This is not a animal," Bumblebee said. "This is a reptile. And death is not easy to avoid in your long life span."

"Fine!" I said, standing up.

I transform into my dragon mode then grab the reptile out of Bumblebee's servo. I kill the reptile with a sleek jab to the chest watching the sparkle of life in it's eye fade away into darkness. I hope there is rainbow bridge for animals other than dogs and cats. There just gotta be. Well, that place would be too full anyway because of maniacs killing the reptiles like crazy in hunting season. I jab the stick through the dead critter then get two other sticks, use two long prairie grass blades to tape the sticks around two more seperate sticks then position them above the fire and cook the lizard.

The lizard is really alien.

We are not on Earth, for sure.

The lizard has four eyes, human like limbs, and feathers.

"Sit down, speedster," I said.

Bumblebee sat down without another word.

The Bee I knew 10 years ago would question me rather than obey. He has changed from the speeding talkative robot to a rather different Autobot my eyes had ever laid on.

"Take a pan out," I said.

"I do not have one," Bumblebee said.

"In the time I have known you; you have shown to have unexpected items in the least expected moments," I said.

Bumblebee takes out one shiny pan from his back compartment then hands it to me. I use other sticks to create a 'stick roller' that is like a leveler connected to one side of the cooking pit that makes the gadget move. I use my dragon toes to continue rolling the stick, hold the pan below the cooking dead critter, then squish both sides of the dead critter in. An out pour of smelling decent smelling liquid drips off taking at least 15 minutes to compile. When it was done I stopped the squishing and put down the burning pan on a boulder.

Bumblebee is gaping at what I had done.

"Spill it," I said, snapping my now returned human form fingers.

I feel much comfortable in my human form, thank you.

"What did you just do?" Bumblebee asks, blinking.

"I just made you dinner, hun," I said.

"What is that?" Bumblebee asks, startled.

"I call it Food Water," I said. "Valuable nutrients that a computer can absorb."

"A computer....Can absorb..." Bumblebee said. "You have done this before."

"Duh," I said. "Survival camp."

"The one Sari didn't go on?" Bumblebee said.

"Yeah, that one," I said. "The one you said you were gonna come. But you never did come."

"I had some business to do on Cybertron," Bumblebee said.

"You could have sent me a PM," I said.

"Didn't have the time," Bumblebee said.

My hands ball up into fists.

"By the time you got around to gaming; it didn't at least occur to you?" I ask.

"Not once," Bumblebee said.

I stand up.

"That's why I reject your latest invite," I said. "Enjoy your dinner."

I left Bumblebee behind with a loss for appetite.

"Ivy, it was so long ago," Bumblebee said. "I am sorry!"

"Sorry doesn't cut for not keeping your promise!" I shout back, feeling hurt.