Two Novakid were talking over tea in the last car of a train.

Neither quite recalled what they had been doing before sitting down to talk, but they had been enjoying the conversation. Spot, the heavier orange Nova spoke slowly, mentioning something about wires in the train's third car, but Diem found the view of the stars rapidly passing outside the window to be more worthy of her attention.
Their pleasant conversation was interrupted, however, when a loud explosion rang throughout the car and Spot fell forward bleeding from the elbow. Three Novakid, guns raised, were striding confidently into the car. The blue one in front was bellowing commands. Diem shot him first, before quickly dropping the other two who were stunned by the sudden resistance.
Alarmed by the outlaws on the train, she quickly got up and moved to the next car, and found it to be simply overrun with armed Novakid. The passengers huddled in the center surrounded by a pair of guards while the rest sauntered about casually as if not sure what they were supposed to be doing. Being adept at dealing with Novakid, for reasons she was not quite sure of, she knew that they were unlikely to notice the fact that they didn't notice her, and slipped through the car without much incident. The next car was much the same, and not liking the odds, she pressed forward looking for whoever was leading the ragtag band.
Through the seventh car, and the sixth. Fifth, fourth, third, all were much the same. The second was a baggage car where the ruffians were all too busy rifling through the passenger's various possessions to pay her much attention. The shootout was brief, but Diem found herself victorious with the element of surprise, and carefully opened the door to the engine room.
"Diem!" The authoritative yellow individual with an omega brand said as she entered, completely unfazed by the gun she was pointing at him. "Did you tell Spot to disarm the bomb like I told you to?"



And that is the story of how my Novakid ended up stranded in a train's engine room with no memory of how she got there.

 

Cool story, bro. I really like how it makes use of, and pokes fun at the Novakids' short memory-span.