"Alright, i have a plan." Romano said, turning to his brother that had clearly been holding on for his life despite his brave words from before.
"What kind of plan?" Feliciano answered, his eyes narrowed like he didnt trust whatever plan Romano had schemed up. "Just listen for a moment. You have your gun from the boss right?"
It took a second for the other to nod, guns werent really his type of weapon but the boss had ordered the two to carry them around.
"Just in case," thier boss had said.
"Yes, i have it.." He answered, and placed it into his brother open palm. To him, it didnt seem to matter anymore that his brother's plans were always risky. He just wanted to get in the plane and forget about this whole small adventure, to go back at the task at hand. Romano took it and with no hesitation, shot the window to the jet.
"H-huh?!" The surprised Spainard yelped.
He idmediatly set the plane on auto-piolit to check out what on earth had almost killed him.
As he wondered the plane, he realized something. The two brothers were no where to be found.
"Thats strange.." He started.
"I was sure they were on the plane when we lifted off..where could they have gone..?"
Suddenly, the spainard was close enough to the brothers that he heard the not so gentle slap of something agiast the jet. With a closer inspection, he realized the spare rope was hanging outside the door.
"Found them~"
With strength he never new he had he heaved the rope up inch by inch. Finally, the two were close enough to the top that Romano could get a grip on the side, enough time to pull themselves up. But also enough time for the rope to break in two, falling out of the jet never to be seen agian by the three. The members just watches as it disapeared, the youngest even murmuring
"that could have been us" as they blanked. "That could have been us.."
End of Chapter 7
