~Star Light, Star Bright~
Chapter Five: And So It Begins
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"So it begins."
-Theoden, Lord of the Rings
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Cody huffed irritably, poking at the spaghetti in his plate.
The little boy sent periodic glances at the library just across the street, waiting impatiently for something to happen. Macy just munched contentedly on her sandwich, amused by her young charge's actions. She swallowed her mouthful, and washed it down with a sip of root beer, before wiping her lips carefully on a napkin.
"Calm down kid, they'll come." She leaned back and stretched, humming contently when a joint popped. "They're probably gonna be shocked at the amount of 'confidential' information there is on the site." She grinned viciously. "I sure hope they tried to delete the site. A special little gift, just for our beloved Sector Seven Agent Simmons. Jerk wad deserves it after what he did to poor Beebot!"
The little boy across from her giggled then sighed and turned back towards the library.
"Yeah, but I want something to happen now," he whined. Macy just grinned again and ruffled his hair playfully.
"Relax midget. Now, how about a deal?" That caught Cody's interest.
"What kind of deal?"
"The kind that if you finish your plate I'll order you a banana split." His eyes widened comically, and Macy laughed as Cody began shoveling the food in as fast as possible.
Simmons chewed his bottom lip angrily.
When he got his hands on those hackers... He growled and strangled an imaginary neck. Oh, he was going to make sure that they never got out from behind bars. The Star and the Flame would pay dearly!
Optimus and his crew watched in slight amusement as Simmons muttered unintelligible words, face red all the while. Banacheck just rolled his eyes and turned away.
"Now, even this leads to a bigger problem. Just how did they get this footage?" That got everyone's attention.
"Slag, that's right! And the camera view, it's up close," exclaimed Ratchet. Ironhide rolled his cannons uneasily.
"But the only people that were there then to get that shot were Sam and Mikeala. I think we all know that they wouldn't do something like this though."
"Then that leaves," Optimus paused and remembered all the details from that fateful night, "no one. All the agents were to the side where I had told them to go. And since we already agreed it's neither Sam nor Mikeala, which leaves us with the question of how open air can take a video."
For a moment, there was an awkward, nervous silence. Then...
"Who you gonna call? Ghostbusters!"
Banacheck and Simmons both snorted at Bumblebee's choice of radio clip, and Ironhide snickered while Ratchet face palmed. Optimus smiled, and patted Bumblebee's shoulder.
"Alas, Bee, I do not think that will work. However, for now we will set this mystery aside." The noble Prime turned to Banacheck, who straightened underneath his gaze. "Agent, have you sent men to the original source yet?"
"No, sir. Why do you ask?"
"I would like for Bumblebee and I to go with just in case the culprits are caught. In the mean time," he turned to Ironhide and Ratchet, "I want you two to look at each and every web page together and determine if all the facts in there are accurate. Would that be okay with you Banacheck?"
"That would be just fine Prime. Shall I tell the men to prepare to leave right away?"
"Yes, please do so." Optimus watched as the much smaller human pulled out a walkie talkie and began speaking into it. His optics flickered over to Simmons, and he noticed that the agent was pulling on a vest. "Are you planning to come with us?"
Simmons snorted as if that was a stupid question.
"Of course I am. Like I'd give up the chance to snag these two goons personally!"
Optimus arched an eye ridge, but wisely said nothing. Instead, he turned to Bee. The smaller bot chirped questioningly at his Prime. "Bumblebee, once we arrive at our destination, I want you to be on the lookout for an adult and child acting suspiciously." Bee nodded an affirmative then beeped questioningly. "The way it said 'misplaced star, watched over by the Gaelic flame' sounded like a wayward child was being watched over by an adult. I just don't know what gender they may be."
Bee's optics brightened in understanding, he nodded again. Optimus gave pleased smile, and then turned when Banacheck called his name.
"Yes?"
"Everyone is set up and ready to go. Guess where our destination is?" Optimus just shrugged, clueless. Simmons glared at Banachek, and the other agent gave in with a sigh.
"It's Mission City."
"It's been an hour," murmured Macy. Cody glanced up from his desert in time to see her snap shut her pocket watch. He tipped his head back, tapping his chin thoughtfully.
"I wonder what's taking them so long. Do you think they got lost on the way here?" Macy snickered at that, but shook her head.
"Nah, that would be pretty pathetic, and I doubt S7 is that pathetic. Besides, this is the place where the big battle went down. How could they get lost trying to get here?" Cody just shrugged and returned back to his yummy banana split. Macy eyed it for a moment, before leaning forward. "Hey, let me have bite midget."
"Hmm? Oh, okay! Here, you can have a cherry." Cody held up said cherry, and Macy snagged the sweet fruit and plopped it in her mouth.
"Thanks mini minion."
"Your wel- Hey," Cody drawled, "when did I become a mini minion?"
Macy swallowed her treat and grinned at the boy. "Since you wished us to this place. As the only adult, I will personally ensure your survival kid. So that means utmost loyalty and obedience! Understood, minion?" Cody snapped a salute at her, beaming.
"Yes ma'am!"
"Good. Now hurry up and eat that so we can–" The loud screech of tires on asphalt interrupted Macy, and she turned with Cody to stare at the front of the library.
Sure enough, several gray FBI SUV's pulled to a stop in front of the building, along with several normal looking black cars. Men in suits and combat uniform swarmed up the steps from both vehicle types, sending civilians scattering. Behind them, a familiar Peterbilt and a yellow Camaro idled to a stop.
"It's them! They came! Look Auntie, look!" Squealed Cody, waving a pointing finger frantically at his heroes. Macy rolled her eyes, but smiled anyway.
"Yes yes, I see them brat. They're pretty hard to miss, especially Optimus with all those flashy flames." But Cody didn't seem to hear her, too engrossed with the sight before him. He looked intently at the mechs in disguise for a moment, and then abruptly stood.
"I want to talk to them."
That got Macy's attention.
"What? No! Wait a moment midget, don't you dare–"
But it was too late. Cody leaped over the terrace that separated the cafe from the street and dashed toward the bots. Macy cursed under her breathe, and took off after him.
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End—Chapter Five: And So It Begins
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