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Bob, Matrix, AndrAIa, Frisket, a troop of CPUs and I hid out in an ABC waiting for the trap to spring. Perhaps I should have been comfortable in the nostalgia, but in truth I was just anxious to get rid of Megabyte and give the whole thing a rest. Bob had Mouse watching the scanners, but I kept my channels open too. If something happened I didn't want to wait for sprite reflexes to alert us. To spare you the details Megabyte moved in just as expected. He'd already raised an army complete with ABCs, so we followed our kidnapped gateway command back to G Prime undetected.
There's nothing that can quite compare to camping out waiting for your enemy to make a fool of himself. When we sprung the trap there commenced a firefight that put me back in the action. I shot laser pulses at the viral forces, their file-lock canons lighting the air around us. Matrix put a target on Megabyte. The virus tried his best to escape, but the bull's-eye on his chest was a red flag to all of us. He took his entire force out one by one in an attempt to confuse us. It was a feeble and panicked effort, there was no escaping Matrix's eye, a fact Meggy soon found when he stood alone among the unconscious bodies of his own men. He came out of disguise and Matrix leveled Gun on him. "Game over, Virus."
"No don't!"
Matrix fired, Gun set to scatter and create a tear, not delete, and once Megabyte was being tortured by the energy fluctuations it was time for me to go to work.
Bob popped up. "Glitch! Portal!"
To the brig you go, you nasty thing.
"Dot?"
"We've got him, he's in the holding cell." I relayed her image through my comlink.
Bob spied Matrix and AndrAIa sharing a touching moment of celebration and looked back on the image in my screen. "Dot?"
"Yes Bob?"
Say I love you you clotz!
"We make a great team."
Okay, that'll do for now.
Dot's pattern was actually cheerful when she responded. "We always did."