This is an AU and not part of the main Bee/Meta story!

Just some happy things. :>

Overall, Bee was having a shitty time right now. They were on a routine patrol, and now they were ducking into a store to avoid cops.

Fix-it-Cal. That’s what he was. He walked around, fixing up cars and bikes for cash or trades. He had a warehouse he stayed in that he was fixing up, and life was good. No scientists. No being called numbers instead of a name. And, best of all, nobody calling him the wrong name. Life was good.