Saturn groaned in frustration and leaned back in the chair. This was absolutely ridiculous.
It turns out that the reason Cyrus had wanted to them was because of Charon. Apparently he had to do something that required a large number of grunts and with a shortage of people, Saturn and the other commanders were stuck with the grunt work.
Why had Charon wanted grunts helping him over us anyways? And why in the world did Cyrus agree to it?! Saturn wondered. He remembered back to the meeting with Team
Galactic's leader and how Cyrus had seemed reluctant to let Charon carry out this 'operation'. Worse part was that he'd refused to tell Cyrus or anyone about what the operation even was.
Mars had been stuck guarding the entrance, Jupiter patrolling the halls, and Saturn watching security cameras. It was mind-numbing. Not only that, the one camera he was interested in watching was disabled.
Saturn found himself constantly glancing at the tiny black screen, as if expecting it to suddenly turn on. It was the camera to Charon's lab. Saturn really wanted to know what was happening up there that had to be kept a secret. He was aware he was perfectly capable of hacking the computer and turning the cameras on himself, but he knew he'd get in big trouble with Cyrus if he did.
Deciding he'd be driven insane if he simply watched the little screens any longer, he got up and left the room, careful to make sure no one was watching. He had a bad feeling he'd get in trouble for disobeying orders and leaving his post, even for a few minutes.
When he was only a few feet from his door, he heard an all too familiar voice behind him.
"Shame Saturn, sneaking away when you should be working." Jupiter said mockingly.
Saturn hung his head. "I know, but I don't think I could stand staring at cameras any longer."
"I thought you like technology?" She pressed.
"Not security cameras! The only time those are relatively cool are when they're attached to a drone or something." He shot back.
"Whatever. You better hurry up and get back to your post. It'd be a shame if Cyrus caught you slaking." She said walking off.
He, despite his strong disliking of her, took her advice and quickly went to his room. He grabbed his invention he'd been working on earlier and his laptop, then hurried back
to the security room.
Once he'd gotten back without being spotted by anyone else, he pulled up his blueprints for the machine's design on the computer and started working on it, forgetting all about the fact he was supposed to be watching the cameras.
After an hour passed, something unexpected happened: All the lights went off.
Saturn looked up in surprise and frustration. He couldn't see a thing and the only light in the room the screen of his laptop.
Sighing, he picked up the miniature computer and used it to illuminate his path to the door. It wasn't just the security room that had suffered from the blackout; the whole of Team Galactic's head quarters had.
"Saturn!" He heard Jupiter yell out.
He followed the sound of her voice until he found her. "What?" He growled.
"What happened? Why'd everything lose power?" She asked.
"How should I know?!"
"You're the tech nerd." She pointed out.
"Doesn't mean I know what happened!"
"Whatever, let's just-"
She was cut off by another familiar voice.
"Hey guys! It's kinda creepy in here without lights, don't ya think?" Mars said, still in her cheery voice.
Jupiter glared at her for cutting her off, but said nothing.
"Let's just find Cyrus and see if he knows what happened." Saturn said, stepping between them in case a fight broke out.
Jupiter nodded and started down the hall, Mars practically skipping after her.
Saturn sighed and followed more slowly, hoping whatever had happened was nothing serious.