𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓉ℯ𝓇 ℰ𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉

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(𝐘/𝐧) 𝐩𝐨𝐯





As we begin to walk closer towards the entrance, suddenly all the lights go out. We stop dead in our tracks thinking we've been caught or something, but we hear nothing. I turn and look at Noah as he looks around, seemingly also confused. He turns and looks at me. I shrug my shoulders and continue to walk in. I hear Noah take a deep breath before also walking in.

As we tread through the dark and empty halls of the museum I start to get a bad gut feeling about this.

"Primo, I don't know if this is a good idea anymore." I say worriedly, turning around to get a look at Noah's face even though I can barely see due to the lack of light.

"It's too late to back down now (Y/n) we're almost there" Noah says, stepping in front of me and continuing to make his way through the museum.

"Si, pero, my gut is telling me something, and my gut is never wrong." I say rubbing my tummy

"Maybe your gut is telling you that you have to shit, or maybe you're getting fat from eating so much." Noah says with a chuckle

"Soy seria, for real Noah" I say just as we get to the room we need to be in

Noah opens the door putting his finger to his mouth and making a shushing noise. As he turns around we see a beautiful girl, which I believe to be the same girl I saw earlier.

I guess she wasn't expecting our presence since when she saw us she got so scared she fell back and started screaming.

"Are you okay?" Noah says reaching for her but the girl flails around and ends up back on her feet on her own.

"Back up! Back up! Back up, back up, back up!" She says with a slightly deranged look on her face.

"Yo, you okay?" Noah says looking at the girl

"We didn't think anyone was in here!" I said holding my hands slightly in front of me to show we don't mean harm

I notice Noah looking down and staring at the girl's hands. I look down also and notice she's holding the magic stick the autobots need.

"That's it..." I say bumping Noah with my elbow

"Who are y'all? Hm?" The girl says cocking an eyebrow

"We're uh... the janitors" Noah says looking so suspicious as i shake my hand and shove my face into my hands, because if this girl has any brain cells she could tell he was lying

I swear this dude cant lie if his life depended on it.

The girl pauses for a moment, i suppose checking to see if he was being serious before yelling

"Security!" She yells trying to get around us and out the door

"Woah woah woah!" "No, no, no, no, no, no!" Noah and i say at the same time

"you don't have to do that. It's not what it looks like." Noah says maneuvering to make sure the girl doesn't run away with the magic stick

"It looks like y'all are trying to steal museum property." The girl says sounding distressed

"Okay, it's a little what it looks like." I say shrugging with my arms up

"Seriously (Y/n)?" Noah says looking at me like i betrayed him

"Que? She already knew we dont work here. You blew our cover with your terrible lie" I say rolling my eyes and putting my hand on my hips

Just as I finish my sentence the girl tries to make a run for it.

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