It was late at night. Everyone else was at the hotel. Meta-Bee was outside the little balcony, looking up at the stars thinking about his medafighter but more, his best friend.
I miss you pal, he thought sadly. He then noticed the broken robattle arena from the hotel shining bright colorful rainbow lights into the sky. Meta-Bee wondered what those lights were, until he thought of Rafael. He jumped off the balcony and landed in the bushes. And then he started running toward the arena. When he got there, the lights stop flashing. Meta-Bee looked around, and then saw what made him the happiest medabot in the world. Standing in the middle around all the crumpled boulders and roof tops, there stood Rafael facing his back to Meta-Bee. Rafael appeared fine, although he now looked a bit different. He was a bit taller and more fit and lean, his hair was still short, only his spiky bangs were now about 2-5 inches longer. And his eyes weren't wide like a little kid's anymore, they were now a more rectangular shape like an older person's.
"Rafael!" yelled Meta-Bee.
Rafael turned around. "Meta-Bee," he said. His voice was now lower. "We're having soft tacos for dinner tonight right?" He then smiled.
Meta-Bee was crying with joy. "Rafael!" He ran to hug his medafighter.
''END OF SEASON 2''