Transformers Rescue Bots - The Future

6: A Race? - S

With the recruits getting good times they decide to challenge a teacher on who can respond first.
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"I honestly think this is a bad idea." Medix says, knowing it could end bad.

"I mean, did we really need to lock Professor Heatwave in his office?" Hoist asks, finding that to be completely unnecessary with what their plan already is.

"This is our only guarantee for winning this!" Hot Shot says as they now make their way to the shoots, knowing that their victory is real.

Hot Shot decided to challenge Heatwave on who could respond first. The recruits were shocked by the boldness made and desperately tried to make it so Heatwave didn't hear it but the bot thought otherwise. Heatwave agreed to the challenge.

The recruits were in control of the timer, one which set off the alarm. Heatwave was going to have zero knowledge of when it would happen but he specifically was going to be in his office. The recruits were planning to lock him in his office (Whirl was the one who stole the keys for it, don't ask how) and then be by the shoots when they set off the alarm.

They did just that, quickly sending the alarm off and heading through the shoots. They quickly found themselves outside at the front of the academy, feeling a good victory for such amazing speed.

"We did it!" Wedge says, honestly shocked it somehow worked.

Slow clapping began, Wedge looking dead in the optics as some sort of shock laid over him like a net. All the recruits looked in the same direction, finding the one who was clapping.

"I have to admit, that was impressive." Heatwave states. "But it was easy to tell you guys were going to play dirty."

He was sitting there, almost like he had been waiting for them this entire time. It was impossible, he was clearly locked in his office and yet he was physically right there in front of all of them.

"But, we locked you in your office!" Whirl says. "I took your keys and your backup ones! How did you get out?!"

"I wanted you to lock me there, why do you think I hinted at my location?" Heatwave gets up. "It didn't matter where I was because I knew you were going to pull it dirty, I planted myself in my office because I still had another exit."

"Your office window. . . ." Medix looks up, seeing the smashed window that is above the group.

"Anyway, I need to go make some calls to get that window fixed." Whirl hands over the keys she took, knowing how bad this turned out. "I expected some fair play. You might expect something from your creators."

He left without much to it, all the recruits standing there in silence.

"We just messed up badly." Medix says. "Why did I agree to this?"