Take 2 Times 2? Future Book 3?

44. Mad Max

6025 Words

Warning; Some adult content and language. Rating PG13

Max's POV

    High tech red necks, that is what these people are. These guys are definitely rednecks and they now have high tech gear. But they have no clue how to use it. It's been a week already and they haven't gotten any closer to being able to use there Gen1 suits. Out of all of these guys Wolf is the only one that has come close to being able to use his to it's fullest.

    Husky has been back to his normal age since the day after these guys got here. He shifted after breakfast right in front of everyone and then went back upstairs to take a shower and get dressed for the day. After that and a nap, he came back down and started taking care of me.

    My guys took there younger selves out and have been trying to train them one on one. Everyone thought it would be a good idea to do it this way so there wouldn't be any embarrassment if things got complicated. But it's been a week and nothing has changed. Husky tried to help, but every time he tried the others would say something about him being the youngest or he didn't know how they felt. The best one I heard was that Husky was to complicated to understand.

    The past guys were not tech savvy and the future guys were not understanding why this didn't come natural to them. Nobody wanted help from anyone else. Every day they all would train and daddy and I would watch. Each paring would go out on there own and try to make this work. We had a lot of picnics that week.

    Finally Husky had enough of this and asked me what they should be doing. I had already talked to the others about this trying to get them to work together. But for some odd reason nobody wanted to listen to a little kid about it. I think it's an ego thing. Big bad military bad asses couldn't take advice from a little 5 year old. Or something like that. And the past uses didn't know me like my guys did. So I got Husky to call them all together and we had a meal. We had dinner together out where we had our party. A nice barbecue with all the fixings. Then before I went to bed I told them I would be kicking all there butts the next day. I said. "If you guys won't take advice from the one person here that knows the most just because he looks 5. Well then, tomorrow I will be kicking your butts in my adult form. It's been a week already and I had you guys trained in just 3 days. Have you been going soft on these new recruits or something? You guys are the ones that wanted these P's to have the suits. I agreed to give them suits. But you guys were supposed to train them. Now I have to do your jobs too? Fine. You can't or won't train them, then I will. And you have never seen a drill instructor like me before. So enjoy your last meal boys. You won't be getting another until you can master your suit. And as for you guys. You know what I put you through. That was nothing in comparison to what you will be going through starting tomorrow. All of you are now new recruits to me. You can't even train people you already know so well. 3 days is how long they have to show me that they can use these. Or I'm taking them back."

    Then I turned and started to walk away. But before I got to far, I turned and said. "Husky, I'm going to need a helping hand upstairs. I'm changing back and then I need a shower and I'm going to bed. Will you help me with that please?" With out a second thought he got up and said "Yes sir." And fallowed me upstairs.

    When we got to his room I jumped up on the bed and sat there. Husky came in right after me with a puzzled look on his face. "You seem upset. Is there anything I can do to help?" He sat down beside me and wrapped his arm around me. I was upset. These people had no clue what was coming and they wouldn't get there heads out of there own asses long enough to listen to someone who knows. And now they are forcing me to shift to the older me just so they will listen. Did 15 years make that much of a difference in there lives?