Hey world, I just thought I should shoot this out, because I am going to be busy with school.

1 SamxBee

Couldn't Get Better

Sam never really knew when he started to fall for his car. But as he relaxed on the hood of his new lover, next to a peppy teen Holo-form with bright blond hair, he didn't care.

Bumblebee wrapped an arm around his Sam, and exhaled a long breath, a sigh to contribute to the relaxing mood at the lookout.

Yellow, by Coldplay flowed gently through the camero's stereo system. Bumblebee hummed along with the lyrics, tapping the beat out on Sam's hip.

Sam rested his head on Bumblebee's shoulder. Sam looked up as Bumblebee waggled his eyebrows at Sam. Sam laughed. Bumblebee closed the space between them, his kiss covering Sam's laugh. It couldn't get better than this.

2 SamxOptimus

I'm Good at What I Do

"Hey Optimus?" Sam asked, lying back in the small sleeper inside of Optimus's cab

"Yes, love?" Optimus's deep voice rang clearly through the cabin

"Why are you so good at everything?" Sam asked flopping over and burying his face in the red and blue comforter

Optimus's Holo-form popped into place next to the small bed. He resembled a man in his early fourties with cinnamon-blond colored hair, blue jeans, and a gray tee-shirt that looked a little too tight for Optimus's broad chest (much to Sam's liking)

Optimus sat down on the bed, and pulled Sam up, before taking a place under him, so that Sam was laying on Optimus. "What do you mean, Sam?" Optimus questioned before wrapping his arms around Sam.

"You are just good at everything you do! What's your secret?" Sam asked, relaxing into Optimus's warm body

"I am not sure, Sam, I guess I am just good at what I do naturally." Optimus said, holding Sam tighter.

"You're good at this for sure." Sam said, before scooting up a bit, to kiss Optimus

Optimus framed Sam's face with his hands, holding them together while they kissed. They broke after a moment, Sam panting with the need for breath. Optimus smiled "Like I said, I am good at what I do." Optimus said, watching as Sam began to remove his clothes…

3 IronhidexSam

Too Old for You

Sam walked out of the Lennox house, over to the shinning Topkick that he was proud to call his. He also remembered that the very same Topkick had gotten him kicked out of his house. He should have thought about Ironhide's "dominance factor" before trying to have sex with his parents at home. Needless to say, there are several dents in Sam's old room, where the bed had hit the wall…

Will had been understanding though, and took him in, in exchange for a couple bucks a month for rent(About 100 or so…). Sam paused to run his hands down the shiny black hood. He usually got a reaction. Rumbles of approval, a slight shift in his direction, but today, nothing. "'Hide? Is there something wrong?" Ironhide hated the nick-name "'Hide" but never truly pursued the matter

Ironhide responded by opening his passenger side door. Sam climbed in. Ironhide's Holo kicked in, resembling a man in his fifties, in top physical condition, with a short-sleeve under-armor shirt, and blue jeans. He also had many scars on his face, and an Autobot insignia tattooed onto his right shoulder. He also had black-graying hair.

Ironhide looked at Sam solemnly, almost guiltily at Sam. "I…I think it would be best if you find a different mate."

"W-what?" Sam said shakily "Is there something wrong? Did I do, or say something?"

Ironhide took one of Sam's hands in his rough, scarred ones. He looked at Sam "No, not you, never you. It is I that is the problem." His usually gruff voice weakened with remorse

"What's wrong with you, 'Hide?" Sam asked, scared at what the answer might be

"I am too old for you. You deserve a better mech than me. I'm just an over-used old warrior." Ironhide said, releasing Sam's hand

"Is that it?" Sam asked, a smirk forming on his lips

When Ironhide nodded, Sam surprised him by jumping on his lap, and kissing Ironhide's jaw. Ironhide looked down at the human in his lap

"But you're my old warrior, babe."

4 SamxMudflapxSkids

Which One?

Sam shook his head. "I think it is pretty even"

Mudflap shook his head "Don' feed us dat bull crap, Sammy. We can take it. Just tell da' truth"

"I swear, guys, I can't tell the difference"

Skids face-palmed "You can't even tell us which one is da' prettiest. Yo, dats' sad, comin' from our own BF."

Mudflap looked sideways at Skids. "I tink' he should punished fo' it."

Skids nodded and smirked at his brother "Me too"

Sam cried out as he was consumed by a mass of two Holo-forms (human), fighting over who gets to kiss him first. Sam laughed and relaxed. He was selfish, he knew. But no matter how much it happened, Sam loved it when the twins fought over him.

5 SamxSideswipe

Mine

Sam took a long drink from the Screwdriver (kind of alcoholic) drink that Sideswipe had bought him at the bar located on base. He was waiting for the return of the Autobot (he had walked outside for better communications signal), when someone tapped on his shoulder.

It was a guy not too much older than Sam. He was smiling, in his hands, a half-finished Mojito (kind of alcoholic drink). It looked like one out of many, judging from the empty glasses on the bar next to them.

"Hey, guy, ya wanna party with me tonight?" The man said, his speech slurred from the alcohol

"No." Sam stated, before turning to watch the door again.

The man turned Sam's chair so that they were facing each other again. "No one says no to me!" the guy said, raising his voice.

"I just did" Sam said, looking at the man with determination.

The man flung himself forward, and his lips connected with Sam's. And then the man was on the ground, crying.

Sideswipe flipped the man so he was on his back. He placed his foot over the man's throat. "He is mine."

6 SamxRatchet

First But Not Last

Sam had spent the whole day teaching Ratchet how to kiss. It seemed as though Ratchet just couldn't get the hang of it. Ratchet was skilled in… "other things", just not kissing

Sam was sitting on Ratchet's lap. The medic was deep in thought. "Ratch?" Sam inquired

"Ratchet?" Sam asked once more. He was determined to find out what his lover was thinking about

Ratchet suddenly jerked forward, almost sending Sam tumbling off of his lap. Ratchet stood, cradling Sam in his arms, until he swooped down for a kiss. It was a good kiss, and Sam melted into it, turning to pudding in Ratchet's arms.

The kiss broke and Ratchet smirked at Sam "How was that?"

Okay people, stay tuned! up next: the decepticons.