"And so, to find the length of the remaining side, simply follow this equation: A2+B2=C2 where C is the hypotenuse, and A and B are the remaining sides," Tudor-bot explained while Sari nodded (the trying not to fall asleep kind), "However in this particular problem, to find the remaining side, the problem must be inverted to C2-B2=A2." Then Sari got an idea to help kill time. She pulled out her key and inserted it into her phone. On the first ring, Bumblebee picked up.
"Hello?" he yawned.
"Bumblebee? Cool," she whispered into the phone, "It's me Sari."
"Sari? How'd you get my comlink frequency?"
"It's my key. I found out that it can do all sorts of—"
"Sari," Tudor-bot interrupted.
"Sorry, gotta go. Talk later," she hung up on Bumblebee and put away the phone then tried to hide the key behind her back.
"Please give me that key," Tudor-bot reached behind Sari's back.
"Okay then," Sari smirked evilly.
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"For weeks I could not get these pocket-bots to work," Isaac watched the small droid scurry over the desk. He grabbed it, picked it up, and looked it over, "I must have fixed them in my sleep perhaps?" Then it occurred to him, "Or…" He set down the droid, which scuffled off, then typed in the number for Sari's phone. She picked up the vid-chat on the second ring.
"Hi dad!" she greeted with a smile.
"Sari, have you 'tinkered' with anything in my lab by any chance?"
"Tinkered? I promise you dad," she closed her eyes and raised her right hand, "I have never messed with anything of yours." Just then Tudor-bot danced across the background.
"Class dismissed for the week! Cla-cla-cla-clazzz!" he buzzed. Sari smiled nervously.
"Besides!" Sari tried to draw his attention away from the malfunctioning bot, "I've been too busy helping the Autobots settling into their new secret base." At the mention of "base" Megatron awoke in his pod and listened closely.
"And just where might this secret base be?"
"Well if I told you, then it wouldn't be a secret," she winked.
"Cla-class dis-dismissed for-for-fore-forever!" Tudor-bot continued.
"Bye dad!" Sari clicked off the chat. Isaac noticed something was missing.
"I thought I'd had another one of those pocket-bots," he searched for the other droid, "Now where could it have gone to?"
The missing droid had escaped through a ventilation shaft and was now searching its way through to Sari's private classroom. It found its way using some schematics Megatron had downloaded into its memory. When it reached the room, it used a mini-laser to burn through the vent and then jumped down to the floor. It scuttled across the floor and crawled into Sari's backpack.
"Cla-cla-class di-dis-dismissed," Tudor-bot twittered. Sari took some pity on the poor, bot, that was now doing a headstand, and removed her key from its chest plate. The bot became stiff then fell limp on its back. She picked up the rest of her stuff and placed it inside her backpack.
"Autobots, here I come!" she picked up her backpack and left the class. Afterall, it was early dismissal day according to Tudor-bot.