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The day went by slowly, as Diesel was preoccupied with where the legendary glass pieces could be. A museum? Ooh, he could check old Sir Robert's museum, to see if they had any of the Shards there— but wait, if the Shards were in the museum, how would he get them? Diesel shuddered at the idea of dealing with the museum guards. He had had enough dealings with with large, powerful men for one lifetime. But maybe...
"Say Ryan, old boy," Diesel purred. Ryan looked away from his engine's control's and raised an eyebrow. "Yes Diesel? You were giving me the silent treatment for the whole day. What is it?"
"I am giving you a second chance to make up for leaving me to solve the mystery on my own. I need your help to—" the dark-haired man lowered his voice, looking around. "— look for the Star Shards at Sir Robert Norramby's museum, and get them out if they're there. Can you do that? Good!" Diesel slapped Ryan's back and hopped out of the purple tank engine's cab without waiting for a reply. It was time for his break.
Diesel sipped a soda and waited smugly just outside the castle grounds. He had decided to stay outside while Ryan and Percy went in, because for some reason people gave him strange looks when they saw him anywhere near historical relics. Strange...
"Did you get anything?" hissed Diesel as soon as he saw Ryan trudging back. He held up his hands. Empty. Diesel scowled. "They weren't there?! That's impossible! If the Shards are anywhere, they're at a museum. Why don't you go look harder?"
"Diesel, they're not there. Even if they were, I saw about a million security guards wandering around the place. This is no place to look." He scowled. "If I were you, I would just leave." he added.
Diesel's surprised stare followed the young blonde man as he walked away to his car. "The lazy jerk!" he snarled, tossing his soda can on the ground. As Ryan's car passed by the iron gate, Diesel noticed a bundle of something in the backseat. Now if that wasn't suspicious, he didn't know what was. Diesel looked back at the museum. Ryan was telling the truth about the guards, obviously. One of them glared at him and motioned for him to pick up the can he threw. Intimidated, Diesel complied.
"Wait a minute, where's Percy?" Diesel thought aloud. His question was answered as a chubby teenager ambled out of the museum, smiling.
"That smile better mean you found a Shard." Diesel growled. Percy shook his head and pointed to a map of Kildane. "Even better, I found the Council hall."