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Sam was busy with yard chores. He had never imagined that he would be living on his own, busily working at yard work. His dad would be utterly, utterly shocked that Sam was doing it voluntarily and wondering why he was never so eager back home.

Of course, back home he was doing it for his dad, not for his ridiculously hot neighbor. Never mind that she was a bit older, she was still crazy hot and with an English accent that just did things for him. So he did things for her, like mow her lawn.

Which was huge, but that was okay. He didn't mind. Sometimes Ms. Jones came out to check on him or offer him lemonade or something and that made it all worth it. Especially in the summer when she wore shorts that showed off legs that went forever and then some.

Pausing to empty the bag on the mower, Sam wiped the sweat out of his eyes and looked out across the giant back yard, noting that he was still only about half done. He eyed the pool longingly, wondering if he could jump in for a quick dip to cool off before continuing on.
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Sam was delighted. Bee was here. He woke up that morning, and Bee was there, like he'd just parked there the night before. Sam had spent the first half of the day absolutely freaking out while trying to explain to his best friend what had happened. It had taken a while, including several attempts at driving out of the area, but he had finally been able to get the Autobot to accept what the place was.

The rest of the day they just drove around, chatting and hanging out like any normal best friends, if one of them was a talking car from another planet. It was weird, but Sam wouldn't want it any other way.

He was having such a good time that he almost forgot about meeting Maggie to introduce her to Bee. If it hadn't been for Bee reminding him and literally just driving him to the cafe, Sam would have probably forgotten.

With Bee parked a short ways down the street, out of site for the moment, Sam headed into the cafe just before closing time to wait on Maggie.
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Sam hadn't slept well in a while, not since Mikaela had dumped him. Brutally, brutally dumped him and ripped out his heart and stomped on it on the ground. Which may have been an exaggeration. It was really about as good a dumping as you could get given the circumstances. Quick, over a long distance so there was no awkwardly running into each other, and with a change in cellphone number so he couldn't call her endlessly to try and get back together.

The sleeping thing wasn't really Mikaela's fault. Not directly. Sam had gotten the Autobots in the post-break up mess, and they were seriously annoying. It made him miss Bee so badly. The others weren't evil, they were just annoying and had no need to sleep.

So when he found himself falling flat on his face in the middle of the night, he was pretty sure the Autobots were behind it.

"Wheelie!" he shouted, still lying face down on the (surprisingly cold) floor in his boxers. "Brain! What did we talk about about waking me up? We talked about not waking me up unless it's an emergency."

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