Chapter 2: Captured
At the shops, there was so much to see, eventually they saw what they needed. One of the shops was having a sale on classic musicals (of course WALL-E was interested.), an ammo supply booth (EVE needed a refill for her plasma rifle.), a first-aid class sign up (D-FIB), and cleaning supplies shop. (M-O needed more soap.) A steward ran each booth. Of course they were approachable again, simply because they weren't doing Auto's bidding anymore. At least, that's what they thought.
At all the booths, a walkie talkie buzzed quietly on each of the stewards' belts.
"Remember, just capture ONE of the three. I don't care who. If you have one, the other two will come. And remember; once you have one of them, do not hurt them. That's MY job."
"Yes, sir."
"Okey-doke. I'll revive my second-hand man and we can get started. You guys figure out which one we should take. Again, I do not care who. Auto out."
The stewards exchanged glances. The head steward grabbed his walkie-talkie.
"Steward 8245. Status report."
"Yes, Steward 0001. They are here. The probe is refilling her gun. The trash compactor is close by, but the shortie is still trying to figure out where to go. Wait! He's stopping at the cleaning supplies booth."
"Very good. Now, let's see here. It would be to dangerous to grab the probe. Why don't we just launch an attack?"
"Good idea."
Everything happened at once. All WALL-E remembered were humans screaming and stewards running all over the place. One of them grabbed his robotic arm and WALL-E started to panic. But then a blast was heard and the steward bot dropped dead. WALL-E spun around to see EVE retracting her gun. "Thanks, Eva." WALL-E said.
"Any time." EVE responded. "Now, let's get out of here."
M-O rushed through the crowd, frantically trying to get to the edge of the crowd. When he reached the border of the crowd, he realized something. WALL-E, EVE, and D-FIB! The small bot rushed back through the crowd. Suddenly he realized he couldn't move. A steward had grabbed him. Before M-O could scream for help, the steward deactivated him. The steward smirked and called Auto and the rest of the stewards.
"I got one of them! Retreat at once."
"Good work. Bring you're capture to the Axiom at once. You know the address. I'll be waiting."