(Josh's P.O.V.)
I woke up from my sleep with the sun hitting my face, I forgot to close my curtains, so I decided to get up...
I closed the curtains as I went to my closet and got an uniform, I remembered that while I was going to the dorm I saw a sign showing that there are laundry stations, so I need to check that out later on, but I got an uniform and headed out to the cafeteria...
But as I walked out of my room and into the hallway, I felt something on my leg weight on, and I saw a gun, a pistol...
I'm not certified to use one, but right now, no one needs to know...
I walked past a few other mechanics and technicians and they seemed surprised to see me here...
I could hear them whispering but not understand what they were saying...
I went to the cafeteria to get something in me...
When I entered I was meet with something that seemed as I thought, I single line with people holding their trays getting food they wanted...
I got a tray and followed everyone and heard more whispers, I just kept looking straight till i found the table that Oliver, Xander and Pedro were sitting at...
"Hey guys..." I said in a mildly sleepy tone...
"Good morning sleepy head..." Pedro said as he kept on drinking his coffee...
"Did I miss the wake up call?"
"No, it just didn't work today..."
"Alright..."
"Anyway, you have an idea what we're working on today?" Oliver asked as he was clearly clueless...
"Repairs on an MQ-1 drone engine, F-35B weapons system, F-35C landing gear, and a B2 diagnostic..." I blankly said as I kept on eating my breakfast...
"How do you even know it all?" He said in surprise...
"We all have a tablet showing our tasks for the day, which reminds me, we still need to finalize the repairs on the Hornet Squad..."
"True, but the Lieutenant said their repairs are secondary..." Xander said as he rested his hand on the table...
"Why?"
"Something about a cobra dive maneuver..." Xander replied Pedro's question...
"What's that?"
"No clue, but that's something that we will find out.."
"Alright, let's get moving..." I said as I started to get up...
"But you just sat down..." Oliver said in disbelief...
"I'm done with my food..." I mentioned...
"huh?" He said as i pointed to my tray being empty...
He just looked dumbfounded...
"I eat and don't talk Olly..." I replied before he could ask...
"QUIT CALLING ME OLLY!" He yelled as I turned some heads to our direction...
"Keep your voice down next time..." Xander said trying to quiet Oliver...
"if y'all didn't annoy me..." he replied extremely annoyed...
"You take it too seriously..." Pedro said as Oliver seemed as if he was about to burst.
"Quit the chatter, let's just move.." Xander said as it shut both Oliver and Pedro up...
We all got sorted and started to make our way to the hangar 17, only problem, we don't know where hangar 17 is...
So we spotted a map of the Airfield to try and help us...
"Where the hell is it?" Oliver asked as he looked back and forth...
"Here." Xander said as he grabbed his head and made him look at the hangar...
"Oh..."
"Let's go, we need to get to work..." I said as I started walking towards the hangar and I started to remember something that The Hornets said...
"Hey..." Pedro said...
"Yeah?" I replied...
"Remember what Angela said? 'I haven't felt like this since I was transferred...', What the hell does that mean?"
"Like transferred from somewhere else? What could it be?"
"Why would she use a term of location when talking about her body?" Xander asked...
"Cause she's hot..." Oliver said as we all lost it..
"Oh god..."
"Don't tell me you're trying to get laid with them man..." Pedro asked as he held a worried look..
"Why not?"
"Cause one: you have no talent for that, two: she will reject you, and finally three: you're too small..." I said as it shocked Oliver...
"What..."
"In all the ways my guy..."
We laughed as we saw he was getting mad...
"Like you even have a chance..." He mumbles as it caught my attention...
"I never said or acted like I wanted to lay an Aero, that's your idea, I'm keeping my mind strictly to working on actual problems, not 'needs', unlike someone..." I said as I noticed we reached the hangar...
When we went inside I saw there were only regular F-35B and C there, and the MG drone with the B2 were completely missing...
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Airfield 57 Son of Blackbird (Aeromorph life)
General FictionJoshua Aleks A smart 19 year fresh of High-school and straight into University, he feels accomplished till he is met with te proposal of his life, his dream, his desire to do good... Wanting to experiment, test, improve, surpass old technological ag...