~Star Light, Star Bright~

Chapter Six: Power to the People

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"Power is of two kinds. One is obtained by the fear of punishment and the other by acts of love. Power based on love is a thousand times more effective and permanent than the one derived from fear of punishment."

-Mahatma Ghandi

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Cody bobbed and weaved through the crowd like a pro, avoiding the murmuring masses and slipping toward his idols that had parked just off to the side, behind the confused civilians. He looked eagerly at the two vehicles that shone in the light just a few feet away, scanning the metal frames for the symbol he adored. It was upon the hood for both the Peterbilt and the Camaro. Letting out a squeak of excitement, the little boy picked up his speed, wanting to get to them all the faster.

"Everyone, stay back and don't come close. This is a standard procedure we are carrying out, so I repeat, stand back and let us do our job please."

Glancing up at the agent speaking through the speaker phone at the crowd, Cody wrinkled his nose as a thought struck him and he stopped suddenly. What was he going to do when he actually spoke with the bots? He didn't want to get Auntie and himself in trouble of course, but he also really wanted to talk to them. Maybe he could... yeah, he could! Nodding in satisfaction with his plan, he began his journey back toward his idols, giddy with excitement all the while.

An incredibly irritated and worried Macy huffed in exhaustion as her charge vanished among the people that had come to surround the library. "Stupid little bugger, I should have known he wouldn't stay!" She snarled, scanning the crowd as she waded carefully through the sea of people toward what would be Cody's ultimate target: the bots.

She was halfway through the crowd when the murmuring suddenly increased, and people around her pointed toward the library entrance. Turning curiously, her eyes widened at what she saw.

Literally being dragged down the steps to the library was none other than Soren, the strict but nice librarian that had allowed them to use her card to go on the computer. Apparently, she had put up a quite a fight, because the once tight bun upon her head was gone, and her long hair fluttered in the wind as she dangled limply in the arms of two agents. The two agents that carried her looked distinctly ruffled themselves, one with a bruised cheek and the other limping slightly.

"Oh no..." whispered Macy in horror. The thought that the librarian would get in trouble because of her hadn't even crossed her mind. Taking a step forward without thinking, she paused and swallowed guiltily. What could she do? Then Macy noticed the mood that had taken over the crowd.

The people around Macy didn't even notice the fact that the agents had received injuries themselves, and burst into a sudden outrage. A massive man near the front yelled out, "Ya yellow bellied bastards! What have ya done to our Soren? She ain't done nothing wrong!"

His distinct country accent rang out across the street, and the once curious crowd suddenly turned into a seething mob.

"That's right! For god's sake, she volunteers at the shelter every weekend!"

"Heck, she even works at the hospital in the afternoons!"

"And you guys just come and decide to drag her off? Who the hell died and left you in charge?!"

"Why are you arresting her for anyway? I don't see a warrant!"

"You sick men! Do you get off on hurting a young lady?"

The agents holding the unconscious Soren blanched at the yelled questions and accusation, and shook their heads emphatically. One even tried to defend himself.

"No, we don't! She resisted arrest, and when we attempted to get her to come with us nicely, she fought back. It is her own fault. And as for why we were arresting her, that is confidential."

"Yeah," piped up the other agent unhelpfully, "so mind your own business!"

This was clearly the wrong answer for the steaming mad crowd. The man from before waved an arm at the indignant agents, and gave the mob an order:

"GET THEM!"

The agents and FBI men around the library suddenly found themselves besiege by an enraged mob. Macy simply stood still, stunned at the sudden turn of events. But that didn't last long, because her shock rapidly turned into smug amusement.

One man in FBI colors raised a baton to stop the revolt, only to promptly get bopped in the head by an old lady with a cane, being scolded all the while. Another black suited agent actually tried to pull out a gun, and for a brief moment, Macy was worried.

Then the buff man that had started it all dropped the S7 agent with a quick uppercut that made Macy whistle appreciatively. He then dropped into a spin, and whipped his foot out in a circle. Several FBI and S7 agents alike toppled like dominoes, and rapidly fell victim to the surging mob.

Deciding that the agents were screwed and the civilians would totally own them, Macy turned back to the bots only to nearly faint.

Cody was right in front of Optimus Prime, and Bumblebee had pulled up along side both, as if he were listening in on a conversation. Macy growled under her breathe and charged through the now empty street toward the kid that had started this whole mess.

"You, my little brat, are so grounded."

"-so this Soren is not the creator of the website?" Queried Optimus. Cody quickly shook his head, hands waving emphatically.

"Nope, we just got to town, and since we didn't want to make an account with the library, she just let us use her library card to go on one of the computers."

Optimus's headlights flashed once at the new information. "...I see. Therefore she knows nothing of us, correct?"
"Right!" Cody beamed up happily at his hero, glad that it appeared he was believing him. He opened up his mouth to explain more to Optimus when a loud yell interrupted him.

"CODY NOATOK XTAR!"

Cody turned in time to see his enraged 'Auntie' charging at him. He whirled back to Optimus, eyes wide. "So do you agree?"

Optimus sighed, but nonetheless found himself answering favorably. "Yes, little one, I agree to your terms." Cody's worried face instantly brightened up in a smile.

"Great, see you at the meeting point-AAAAUUUGH~!"

Optimus and Bumblebee alike watched in bemusement as Cody was snatched in mid-sentence and carried off rapidly into the distance by a red haired woman. For a moment, the two stared off after them with their sensors, then turned their sensors toward the mob that was completely obliterating the agents. Then Optimus jolted slightly when he was pinged via his comm. system by Bumblebee.

:Yes?:

:Think we should tell them that Soren Rashel is not the perpetrator?:

Optimus eyed the struggling agents for a moment, the sent the equivalent of a mischievous grin over the comm. to Bee.

:No. This is a good lesson for them to learn some humility. Let's see how long they last, shall we? Oh and Bumblebee?:

:Yessir?:

:Ten credits says they won't last another ten minutes.:

:Your on!:

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End—Chapter Five: Power to the People

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Authors Note: Lolz. Optimus be trolling, they hating~.

Hey guys, thank you all for all the lovely reviews! To show my appreciation, I have for you an omake that tie in with this chapter!

Omake:

"You bad child!"

*swat*

"You should be ashamed of yourself!

*smack*

"What do you think your parents would say?"

The old woman with the cane stared sternly down her nose at the agent that cowered at her feet. "Well, what do you have to say for yourself?" The agent hesitated, and she raised her cane threateningly. He flinched and began weeping.

"I'm sorry, so sorry Ma'am! I will think before I act next time, I swear!"

The woman sniffed regally. "You had better."

And as she turned away to began berating on another hapless agent, the previous one could've sworn he heard her say,

"Honestly, kids these days!"

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