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↳𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 ''cause there's no points for second best'
━━ 𓄼 𓄹 ━━
MIRAMAR NAVAL AIR STATION San Diego, California
𝐂𝐀𝐌 had seen many stupid things after all her years of flying.
Sometimes, she wondered if she should've started keeping track at Whiting Field of how many times a pilot nearly burned in, botched a landing, or failed an aerial maneuver in a way that almost cost them their life. Those pilots were immature and out to prove themselves.
And it seemed that today, Bradley Bradshaw had decided to follow suit. A cobra maneuver, of all things.
"Who's going to lead this mission if these idiots keep turning everything into a pissing contest?" Cam muttered under her breath. Not quietly enough because Natasha let out a bark of laughter.
They walked side by side down the base hallways and straight out to the tarmac. Everyone had been gathered next to the com radio listening to Rooster and Maverick go at it, slack jawed and riveted. Cam punching Jake in the jaw was suddenly old news. This feud between Rooster and Maverick was the newest point of intrigue. No one quite understood what, precisely, had occurred that made it seem like Bradley Bradshaw was out for blood against their flight instructor.
Cam understood far easier than she would've liked.
When they made it out into the sunlight, Hondo was walking away from Rooster and back towards the hangar. There was no way he had done two hundred that fast, and judging from the way Hondo glanced over his shoulder, he had cut Bradley some slack.
He dropped out of push up position as they approached, sitting with his arms balanced on his knees as he caught his breath.
Natasha beat Cam to it as they got within earshot. "Breaking the hard deck? Insubordination? Are you trying to get kicked out?"
He continued to stare at the ground. Voice wavering, he said, "Don't worry 'bout it."
"This affects more than just you," Cam reminded him.
Surprisingly, he didn't argue. "I realize that."
"Look," Natasha said, squatting down so her face was level with his. "I'm going on this mission. But if you get kicked out, you leave us flying with Hangman."
