Oh, It's Real

Museum Fun

We drove up to the museum and parked before getting out of Bee. Simmons got some binoculars out and looked at the museum. I personally just wanted to get to the action.

I leaned against Skids and watched them watch the museum. Sounds fun? It's not.

"Smithsonian Air and Space Museum. Land of dreams in there. All I ever wanted to be was an astronaut." He told us. I screamed before closing my eyes tightly.

"Look away! You'll get nightmares!" I told the others. Too late.

I heard fabric being ripped away. "Hold those." Simmons told Sam, before handing him his pants. Now! I'm going by memory people! I'd rather not see Simmons in a man thong. Yes, my dear readers, I know it's a jock strap, I just consider it a man thong.

"What is that?" Sam asked.

"What? I wear them when I'm in a funk. So does Giambi, Jeter. It's a baseball thing." I finally looked after I heard Mikaela slap the sticker or whatever on Simmons suit. "Okay. Watches synchronized, sharp mind and empty bladder. You get caught, demand an attorney and don't ever say my name. Okay, take one of these pills. Slip it under your tongue. It's the high-concentrate polymer they put in Oreo cookies. Tricks the polygraph every time." He tossed Sam pills before Sam gave them to Mikaela and I. "Okay. Now, let's get this show on the road." Simmons pulled a taser out a zapped it a couple times, freaking Leo out. I shook my head at him before slipping the pill under my tongue.

"Whoa, whoa, no, listen, I can't do this."

"Yes."

"I'm not some alien bounty hunter, guys. I'm not gonna do this. Guards have guns. I don't want to die." Leo told us. I had to move off Skids because Simmons was backing Leo up into him by chest bumping him.

"Kid. Kid. Kid. Kid, kid, kid. You compromise this mission, you are dead to me. Now look into my eyes and tighten up that sphincter." Simmons told him. I scrunched my face up at a visual I did not want.

We watched as Leo walked toward the museum.

"He's gonna mess this up." I tell them.

"How?"

"Simmons, you gave Leo a taser....does that sound right to you?" I ask him.

We started to walk towards the museum before it closed us out.

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"The museum is now closing." We heard throughout the building.

We, Sam, Mikaela, and I, couldn't hear what Leo or Simmons were doing since we were inside a plane but I could hear faint talking.

"How long do we have to wait?" Sam asked me.

"Shh! Just wait."

We waited a bit longer before I waved my hand and jumped out of the plane with them following me out. I went with Mikaela and helped her with the box Wheelie was in. Simmons came running over.

"Did I not tell you?" I asked him.

He gave me a sarcastic thumbs up before talking to Sam. "We just downed five guards. Five guards. Get your stuff and get out of here. Get out of-"

"Give me a second here."

"I got to get the tracker, all right."

"Be good." Mikaela told Wheelie while pointing at him.

"I'm claustrophobic." Wheelie gasped. I smiled at him.

"Poor Wheelie!" I cooed over him. He looked at me confused.