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Tech-Star: Tech is one of mine too (although not my favorite)

Alright, we're halfway! So time to tip the scales a little bit! We're going for the Tech Source…but first things first, we have some other things to find. Namely, the Golden Gear! Let's go!

"It's so pretty!" Sky gushed. The Skylanders found it hard to disagree. Even while the Core wasn't finished, seeing the machine slowly coming together was a wonderful feeling.

"What a remarkable creation!" Hugo agreed in his own words.

"We are all remarkable creations!" Arbo chimed in.

"Some more remarkable than others," Flynn declared as she flexed. "Like me. BOOM!" Yet again, he remained oblivious to all the eye rolls he was getting.

"Four down, four to go!" Hugo recapped. "We must find the remaining Eternal sources before they fall into Kaos' hands."

"As well as the other pieces of the Core of Light," Eon reminded him.

"Of course," Hugo replied with a nod. While of course they had to find the other parts, the sources were just the most dangerous, meaning that they had to beat Kaos to them. Suddenly, there was a loud creaking noise. Everyone turned around to see a giant, military-like robot rising out of the floor.

"Situation report!" The robot barked out. "Who's in charge here?"

"In charge? Why, I'm in charge…" Flynn began. "...of all the ladies of course!" Yet again, he didn't notice the volley of eye rolls. "Believe it?"

"Stow the flabber-jabber, son. I'm looking for a Skylander!" The robot revealed.

"I like him," Sky whispered to Stealth Elf, who chuckled a little and gave Sky a pat on the head.

"I am Master Eon, a portal master," Eon greeted the robot. "I am the one in charge here."

"Ah, excellent! I am General Robot, and we've got a flustercuff of a situation," General Robot revealed. "It seems the Trolls are keeping something UNKNOWN in a heavily guarded warehouse. Skylands Intel believes it's some sort of "gear" that may have originated from this here location!"

"That's not just any gear!" Hugo realized, joy clear in her voice. "It's a Golden Gear. The Golden Gear. We need it to rebuild the Core of Light!"

"Hmm. This is even more serious than I expected," General Robot admitted. "You see-the enemy is crafty and has the advantage-uh-temporarily of course. -And we do not at this have the firepower to EVAC said gear to a safe location behind our lines reconnoiter. We need your help, soldier. Can I count on you?"

"You can always count on us!" Sky proudly declared for everyone else, which was met with cheers.

"Then follow me!" General Robot declared as he reopened the floor, causing everyone to jump down as well. A cannon then appeared, firing the Skylanders towards the warehouse.

"...Daddy, can we take the hydra?" Sky nervously asked after a few seconds.

"That sounds like a good idea, yes," Eon replied. Sky then whistled, summoning the hydra, which quickly lowered its heads, allowing Sky and Eon to climb on. Once they were secure, the four headed beast chased after the Skylanders.

"Master Eon! We are down here!" Drobot called out upon seeing the portal master flying in.

"Take us down!" Sky ordered. The hydra did as it was told, flying down so that Sky and Eon could stand on solid ground. The older portal master seemed rather grateful for it.

"Any news on the Golden Gear?" Eon requested.

"No, but we may have some allies," Gill Grunt reported before stepping aside, revealing a Mabu in military gear. "He's one of the Mabu we rescued from the Shattered Isles. Eon and Sky turned to the Mabu, who looked rather proud.

"Name's Snuckles." The Mabu declared. "That's right-Special Agent Snuckles. C'mon. The elevator into the Troll warehouse is right this way." With that, all the Skylanders managed to pile onto the elevator. It was a bit of a tight squeeze, but they managed.

"So, are you the only agent in this group?" Sky asked. Snuckles just chuckled.

"Nope! I'm a member of the Mabu Defense Force!" Snuckles declared. "We decided to form it to help you guys out since you've done so much for us!"

"Heh, thanks," Terrafin earnestly said.

"So, do you know where the Golden Gear is? HAHAHAHAHA!" Trigger Happy asked before breaking down in laughter once again.

"Nope! However, I'm pretty sure that it's in the main warehouse," Snuckles replied. "I'll lead you all there!" However, upon opening up the first door, the group was greeted by trolls.

"Hey! It's the portal masters!" One troll yelled out.

"And the traitor!" Called out another. Everyone turned to the lone troll Skylander.

"I'm proud of the fake I'm different from the rest!" Boomer declared proudly. "Let's see if my skills at blowing stuff up are still just as good as everyone tells me!" The Skylanders all stood back, letting Boomer handle the three trolls himself. Between all his bombs, dynamite and ground pound, the evil trolls didn't stand a chance.

"You're awesome, Boomer!" Spyro cheered as he rushed over. "No wonder you left!"

"That's…not why I left," Boomer admitted as the group kept walking. "I didn't like how my kind only cared about war and conquest. So I saved a town from them. Some people still give me weird looks, but I'm not like the rest."

"Why does nobody like you?" Sky asked. Everyone froze. How could they explain that to a little girl? Much to everyone's shock, Ghost Roaster knelt down.

"Look Sky, you know how some people are afraid of me, because I'm an Undead Skylander?" He asked. Sky nodded. "Well, some people still think of Boomer as evil because he looks like the people that might have hurt them in the past. Do you understand?"

"Yeah…but why are people still afraid?" Sky asked.

"Because sometimes, people don't notice what makes him different, but don't worry about those people," Ghost Roaster assured her. Sky just smiled and nodded, running ahead to join Eon again. Ghost Roaster smiled, only to notice the other Skylanders staring at him. "What do you want?"

"When did you get so good with kids?" Pop Fizz had to ask.

"When I became Sky's favorite," Ghost Roaster smugly replied as he floated after the portal master. Everyone looked at each other again, but decided to shrug it off. Maybe if Sky reformed him, then maybe they wouldn't have to deal with his less than savory habits. Either way, Snuckles had led them to what looked like a minefield. Across it was an impressive base

"Courage, Snuckles. Courage," The Mabu mentally repeated to himself in order to not freak out. He then pointed towards the base. "There - that's the troll warehouse. Those stinky, bridge dwellers-no offense Boomer-keep all the junk they've stolen in there."

"I think I can see the gear!" Sky called out.

"I think it would be best if you waited here, Master Eon," Jet-Vac said. "Same for you, Sky."

"I concur," Eon agreed.

"Fine," Sky grumbled as she pouted. Still, she didn't really want to walk across the minefield. It was more like the principle of the thing. Almost as if on cue, Snuckles walked right into a mine.

"Owie! Owie! Stingy!" The Mabu wailed as he attempted to nurse his now injured bum. "Wow - that hurt. I should go home. No, wait. I need to fight!" He then turned back to the Skylanders, who seemed to be trying to form a plan to get across. "You know, I bet they'd never remember where they put all those mines…They've gotta have a map showing the way through it. And we've gotta find it."

"Yeah, that would add up!" Boomer actually agreed. "No doubt they'll have also split the pieces."

"Wouldn't that make it even hard to cross since you have to get all the pieces to cross?" Sky asked.

"I'll be the first to admit that trolls really aren't that bright," Boomer admitted.

"Then let's get looking!" Spyro declared. The Skylanders all group up, heading off in four directions. Sky and Eon were content to wait with Snuckles. Luckily, it didn't seem to take very long.

"Anyone have tape?' Sky asked.

"I think we can just hold it," Gill Grunt said.

"I still feel like we should tape it together," Slam Bam admitted. "Hang on." He took all four pieces and, once he was sure it was correct, lightly froze it, keeping the map together.

"Great work! Now we've got a complete map of the minefield!" Snuckles cheered.

"Well done, Slam Bam!" Eon declared. "Now, onwards!"

"After you -er- you know, since you already have the map." Snuckles nervously said. A couple Skylanders rolled their eyes, but started across. This time, Eon and Sky came with, the former holding the map with the latter nearly stepping on his robe with how close she was to him.

"GEAR. LOCATED," Drill Sergeant declared.

"How do we get this back to the Core?" Flameslinger asked.

"Oh ho! You're gonna like this." Snuckles declared as he pushed the gear onto a pole. The gear slot into place. "It's gonna be a tight squeeze, but pile on." Everyone did as told, causing the top of a rocket to inclose the group, causing it to return to the Core.

Everyone had come to enjoy the parts returning to the Core and the Golden Gear was no exception. While they couldn't see what the Gear was doing, they were sure it was doing work. Then, everyone saw the Core rise up again, revealing a full series of golden gears to work the Core. Even though they had yet to begin turning, everyone was pumped.

"Wait, so what is the next thing we need?" Sky asked. Hugo turned to her in order to explain.

Kaos was not pleased.

He was most certainly not pleased.

"My GEAR!" He roared. "Do you see that!? They've got my gear! My beautiful Golden Gear!"

"Next, they'll be after your goo," Glumshanks joked as he held up a vial of said goo. Kaos hurriedly grabbed it.

"You're right! My goo!" Kaos realized that his servant may have had a point. "First it was my Golden Gear! Now they're after my glowing green goo! That TEARS it! No more Mr. Nice Guy!"

"Um, I wouldn't exactly call you-" Glumshank began, only for Kaos to completely ignore him and the fake he had spilled the goo all over his head.

"Call out my troll army! Launch a full scale attack! THIS MEANS WAR!" Kaos declared, only for some of the goo to splatter onto him, causing him to finally notice all the spills he'd made.

Not going to lie, part of the fun of this series is getting to go back and remember all the memorable dialogue exchanges I forgot about. Next time, we are, in fact, going goo hunting! See you then!