Recovery

The Hunkyard

A/N: Hello hello! Sorry this chapter took long to upload, life took a good swing at me and dealing with it was and still is my top priority. I'm still busy, so chapter uploads will be slow still but rest assured my passion for this project is still here! Thank you to FroofyB for pointing out a missing detail in a previous chapter, that got me to go back and edit most of them to fix any other issues! Happy reading, don't forget to R&R if you have the time!

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Hunk had a vision, and that vision comprised of the awesomest looking grill in all existence. One that was bigger than him, as loud as can be, and with enough flame decals on it to actually bring up the heat. Not to mention the cool lion hood ornament he found, he'd be insane not to use it on the grill of his dreams.

When he finished building it, he was nothing short of proud of what really could be his magnum opus of personal projects. Once he turned it on, it practically roared into life.

(yeah, adding that lion was the right choice), he thought,

Finally, the real test came. Would it grill? After working with grills for as long as Hunk had, and it was a long, long time, he knew it would. Until he placed the preordered, and gigantic, rack of ribs on the grill and watched it turn into ash right before his eyes.

"Uh, Pidge?" Hunk called in, "You gotta tell the cadets... the BBQ is off"

Pidge was sitting in castle control, watching the security cameras and fixing any bugs in the security system he found,

"Aw man, they're not the only ones who're gonna be bummed, y'know!" Pidge said disappointed, "Hey- I told you not to cook with jet fuel!"

"But you should see this gnarly grill, it's-!"

"On our radars," Pidge said, finishing Hunk's sentence for him

While distracted, the grill had revved up again, and with nothing to burn, it shot up and went through the roof of the hangar instead. Pidge was too busy waiting to see how far up it'd go to notice the castle defenses activate and shoot it down until it was too late. He could only watch as it dropped back down the hole it made and right in front of Hunk in a heap of sadness and broken dreams.

Hunk had an expression on that looked as bad as the depressing pile in front of him. Pidge wouldn't stand for one of his best friends to feel or look like that for long, and he knew just what to do to cheer him up,

"At least we know our... gristle defense systems are working~" he said playfully

Hunk didn't stop himself from laughing at his pun, "Gristle defense, you always know how to cheer me up, little buddy!"

Immediately, Hunk had bounced back and wasted no time in playing air guitar with those two words as the only lyrics in his song. Pidge wasn't about to let him go at it alone and jumped right in with him, both letting themselves get distracted as they had an intense air guitar performance.

As they rocked on, Pidge didn't hear the door to the control room slide open, nor Anya's voice calling out to him about the data from the Wade-droids they destroyed around two weeks. She stopped in her tracks when she saw them messing around from across the room, immediately getting second hand embarrassment. Anya brought up a holo-table and left the data pad on it, quietly leaving as she laughed at the mental image she wouldn't get out of her head soon.

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"Let's just pound this robeast into dust and get this done with," Hunk grumbled,

"Aw, is someone mad they didn't get to have their barbecue?" Lance said, toying with him,