Chapter 10: The Flyers

Grandpa Longneck approached Mr. Thicknose and asked him about something he didn't ask.

"So Thicknose, who told you about the events?" asked Grandpa Longneck.

"Oh, it happens to be a blue flyer that saw the whole thing," Thicknose replied.

"Oh. And who's a blue flyer?"

"He doesn't have a name, but friends call him Flapper, 'cause he flaps around like a flyer he is."

"Flapper, huh? Sounds tacky to me."

Thicknose chuckled. "Flapper thought the same way, but he liked it, and so did we. He was like the eye in the sky when he saw the whole battle that protected you dinosaurs from the monsters."

Meanwhile, Optimus and Dinobot were having the conversation about finding the Cyber Star. Dinobot was getting impatient, and Optimus was trying to calm him down.

"Optimus, I'm not gonna sit down and watch Megatron conquer the Great Valley! We gotta find the Cyber Star and use it against him!" Dinobot snarled.

"I can see how impatient you're getting. Just relax," said Optimus. "We'll find the Cyber Star. I don't know where, but we will find it."

"Then we better find that star!" He started hitting his fisted claws on Optimus's gorilla chest. "I don't care where it went! We gotta find it!"

Optimus sighed and grabbed Dinobot's claws. "Patience has its rewards, Dinobot. Just relax and listen to me. We will find the Cyber Star, and once we get to it, we will defeat the Predacons."

Dinobot sighed. "Fine. But we can't let Megatron conquer the Great Valley with that star."

Rhinox walked in, and Optimus asked, "Any luck, Rhinox?"

"No," said Rhinox. "Not a trace of it, but it's not like it had blown up to smithereens since that time."

Cheetor walked in and approached Optimus. "It's not in the sinking sand," he said. "Airazor and I looked everywhere."

Tigatron walked in. "It's not in the caves," he said. "I couldn't smell the metal."

"Well, so far we found nothing. We will find it next time," said Optimus.

Dinobot snorted. "Next time isn't going to help us find the Cyber Star, Optimus Primal!"

Optimus sighed. "You're so stubborn, Dinobot."

Back with the dinosaurs, Littlefoot and his pals met the blue flyer named Flapper, who had told them about his words with Thicknose.

"So, was Mr. Thicknose confused about the story Optimus told us about?" asked Cera.

"Well, he felt interested," said Flapper, "like he was amazed."

"Well, the Maximals will keep us safe from the Predacons," said Ducky. "Right, Spike?"

"Mm-hm," Spike nodded.

"Optimus would do his duty to save us from Megatron if it kills him," Littlefoot said.

"But Littlefoot, if anything happens to the Maximals, we'd be goners," Chomper said.

"Yeah, Littlefoot, we can't sit around and worry about the destruction of the Maximals," Ruby added.

"Guys, it's his duty, not mine," said Littlefoot.

"So, that's why some of us are here to meet the Maximals," said Flapper.

"Huh?" the gang asked.

Just then, the eight flyers landed on the ground behind Flapper.

"The flappers behind me serve me like a leader," said Flapper. "They wish to see the Maximals."

"We know where they are," said Littlefoot. "Come on."

Littlefoot and the others arrived at the Maximals on a hill. The Maximals turned around and saw them.

"Hey, what are the flyers doing here, Littlefoot?" Rattrap asked.

"These guys are the flyers," said Littlefoot. He pointed at Flapper. "His name's Flapper. He's been watching you guys from above when he saw the fight."

"Flapper, huh?" Optimus asked, looking at Flapper. "Sounds like a good name for a flyer."

"Why, thank you, Mr. uh..." said Flapper.

"Primal. Optimus Primal. We are the Maximals from the planet Cybertron."

"And may I ask why were you watching us, Wings?" asked Rattrap.

"I just heard all the commotion when I was on my flying stroll, and when I looked down, that's where I saw the fight," Flapper said.

"Are you the guys Flapper talked about?" the yellow flyer asked.

"Yeah, we thought he was joking," the brown flyer added.

"We are shape-shifting robots from our planet many light years from Earth," said Optimus.

The gray flyer laughed. "You couldn't be the Maximals, could you?" he said. "You're just a big bunch of phony jokes!"

"Wanna bet?" Cheetor asked.

And with that, the Maximals switch from beast mode to robot mode, which made the flyers (except Flapper) gasp.

"Whoa, the story is true," said the red flyer. "How intriguing."

"Oh, what? What?" asked the yellow flyer. He touched Rattrap's arm. "And what's with the mouse? Why would he be a robot?"

Rattrap took a step back. "Hey, for your information, I'm a rat from Cybertron."

The brown flyer looked at Dinobot and asked, "Why are you in the Great Valley, Sharptooth?"

Dinobot snorted. "I am not a Sharptooth," he said. "I am a Maximal from Cybertron. I would not hurt a dinosaur like you."

"All right, all right, one at a time," Flapper called. "May I ask why are they here?"

"We are here to protect the Great Valley from the Predacons," said Optimus. "Megatron is here looking for the Cyber Star, and he wanted to use it to conquer the universe of planet Earth, the world you live on."

"Well, that explains the fight I have seen. I suppose the dinosaurs might believe or trust you about all that."

"It's just a decision to make, Flapper. We will find the Cyber Star, and when we do, the Predacons will not stand a chance."

"Splendid. I'll be sending my flyers to help you find the star. Once we find it, the message will be sent to you."

Optimus grinned and folded his arms. "I appreciate the help without a doubt, Flapper."

"All right, flyers," Flapper said to the other flyers, "what do you say we head out and find the star they journey forth to?"

The flyers agreed, and the Maximals watch as they fly away to begin their search for the Cyber Star.