Transformers Animated is for real!

Epilogue

"He's a god." Jasmine said.  "Though we all call him Big L."

I blink at the unusual man.

"So, ...just L?" I ask, raising a brow.

"L." Mister L said.

"Mister Loser?" I ask.

Mister L frowns.

"No," Mister L said,shaking his right hand. "I am not a loser."

"I'll call you 'Mister L'." I said.   "So Mister L, what's it like up in a gigantic space ship operated by several unusual human looking individuals with unusual alien qualities?"

Mister L laughs amused by my reply.

"I never been aboard a spaceship." Mister L said. "And you don't quite believe I am a god."

"That's because aliens have probably been the most logical answer as to how gods were considered in history." I said.

"Test me." Mister L said.

I look at Mister L, tilting my head, leaning back into the chair.

"How..." I ask. "Precisely?"

"Ask me anything about yourself." Mister L said.

I lean back into the chair grinning while thinking Mister L made a terrible move.

"Okay." I said.  "If you're a god,theoretically, then you start telling me things that's been confusing."

"The beginning," Mister L said. "I was bored." I hunched my eyebrows together. "I knew enough by your internet history and viewing history what kind of things you were interested in." I raise my eyebrows making a 'seriously?' kind of look. "I had gone through the same search on other people."

I folded my arms unconvinced.

"But that was until I came across the roleplay you were having through notes." Loki said. "Every few seconds there were a new message. You browsed for Transformers Animated Sari pictures long after the girl from Virginia had stopped replying. You have an interesting imagination there turning a original character into a fan character."

"Tell me his name." I said,keeping an open mind.

"His name is Revenge with a long sword inscribed with "Not a hero, nor a villain" on the side." Mister L said. "You're never going to grow taller than 4'11,you're short, and that's how you're going to be until you die." I feel anger coming through my veins. "I decided then to transport you into the past into  a ship--that you have been aboard, of course,for some time--to prove that in fact you're right."

"Uh...what?" I ask.

"You had a journal entry." Mister L said. "It went on to say that you believe Transformers exist and they're going to appear in 2050. You had several replies from many users on it. Or I believe it was a deviant story entry. Anyway many people shared the same thought. I am the one who teleported you, switched the card on the floor in the hospital room, and teleported you into Shattered Glass."

I couldn't believe it.

How could Mister L know all this stuff?

"So you hacked through the internet and used a tube thing to send me on Sentinel's chin." I said.

Mister L smiles.

"Not so much with a tube." Mister L said.

"A glass teleporty tube." I said.

"Teleporty is not a word." Mister L said.

Jasmine is drinking paying not an attention to the conversation.