Chapter 5

"We have another clue."

Olympia and Otis looked up from their desks at Mr. O, well, Otto.

"What do you mean?" Olympia asked.

"Well, while you were at the arcade, Dementia just threatened Club 24." Otto said, handing Otis a file. "Same old story, though. He told us that he was going to erase everyone's minds and tell them they were ninjas."

Otis raised a brow, confused.

"Yeah, didn't make much sense to us either." Otto admitted. "We sent our agents there but-"

"He wasn't there?" Otis guessed.

Otto shook his head. "No, sorry, Otis."

"So, he's threatened the mayor, people at the park, and Club 24." Olympia figured. "Do they have anything in common?"

"Everyone in those places love Soundcheck?" Otto guessed with a smile on his face.

Otis rolled his eyes.

"Probably." Olympia said. "But I doubt that's why he's choosing those places."

"And he also threatened the whole world." Otis added. "And I don't think everyone in the world loves Soundcheck."

"Yeah, like Olive." Olympia said.

"It's an on and off thing!" Olive yelled to them from the lab.

"So, we can check off one possibility." Otis said, sarcastically.

"There has to be something we aren't seeing." Olympia said.

"OLIVE! OTTO! IN MY OFFICE, NOW!" yelled Ms. O.

"Gotta go, guys." Otto said. "Good luck."

As Otto ran off, Olympia looked at the folder of clues. "What are we missing?"

Otis sighed. "I wish I knew. The sooner I figure it out, the sooner I can get out of here."

Olympia looked to Otis. She wished she knew how to make him feel better but she had no idea what was bugging him so much. An idea quickly formed in her mind. "Why don't we take a break for lunch!" she said with a smile. "We need some time to catch up with each other."

"Do we have to, Olympia?" Otis complained. "We really should focus on this case."

"Yes, we do!" Olympia said, pulling Otis from his chair. "I'm starving and I need a sandwich!"

"Two hamburgers please!" Olympia said with a smile. "One with everything and one with nothing but the roll!"

Oksana rolled her eyes and pulled out the food Olympia had asked for. "You know, it takes a long time to make all this food, even just a roll." She said in her normal monotone voice.

"And we definitely appreciate it!" Olympia said, taking the plates.

"Sure." Oksana said. "Otis appreciates it so much, he hasn't eaten my food in 5 years."

Olympia gave Oksana a look. "Oksana! Don't bring that up." She said quietly, as to not let Otis hear her. "Otis is still sensitive."

"Ok, whatever."

Olympia rolled her eyes and took a deep breath before turning to the table Otis sat at. She smiled and placed the plates at the table. "I'm glad we got rid of Party Pam," she said as she took a seat. "It's not as fun eating and turning into balloons as she thought."

Otis smiled at the memory. "Yeah, and it wasn't fun putting my shoe laces back in my shoes."

Olympia laughed. "Yeah." Then, she was silent for a moment. "Otis, I have a question for you."

Otis picked up his 'burger' as he said, "Sure, what?"

"What was school like?"

Otis raised a brow. "What?"

"Well, you know, I just want to know what school is like. Is it anything like the academy? What was school lunch like? Did you make any friends?"

Otis shrugged. "It was all right, I guess. I mean, they taught me stuff I already knew, like adding and subtracting, but they also taught me some new stuff."

Olympia smiled. "Sounds like the academy."

"I have no idea." Otis said.

"Was lunch better or worse than here?"

Otis chuckled a little at his old partners question. "Worse, even Oksana's meals top what they served."

Olympia laughed. "Then remind me never to go."

Otis smiled then somewhat diminished. "And, no. I didn't really make any friends."

Olympia frowned. "Why?"

"I don't know. I just like to keep to myself."

"That's true."

"I-" Otis tried. "I just didn't know if I could trust anyone."

Olympia's face softened. "Otis?"

Otis looked at her, his face slightly betraying his feelings.

"You can trust us." Olympia said.

Otis wanted to smile, but he shook it off, went back to his straight face, and took a bite of his bun.

Olympia sighed.

"OLYMPIA! IN MY OFFICE, NOW!"

"What seems to be the problem, Ms. O?" Olympia asked her boss.

"Something very odd has happened at the mayor's cheese festival." Ms. O told her.

"What happened?"

"Well, Jamie Jam showed up and started jamming everything up."

"Why?"

"That isn't my job to find out. It's yours. Head to the festival and find out what's going on!"

Olympia nodded. "You can count on me, Ms. O."

Otis overheard the meeting and met Olympia as she left Ms. O's office. "I'm coming with you."

Olympia smiled. "I hoped you would."