Not Completely Crazy

Chapter 2

Chapter 2: Sticky Situation…on Steroids

It was a few days after Duke and Ripcord met Haywire, and to say that they enjoyed her company would be an understatement. Previously that day, Haywire came running into the rec room with a sewing measuring tape, a notepad, and a pencil, demanding that Ripcord stand up and imitate a scarecrow. Quirking an eyebrow, Ripcord hesitantly stood up and did as she asked. Bouncing around like a 5-year-old on Wonka's fundip, Haywire proceeded to measure all aspects of Ripcord, and the whole team got a laugh out of her comment about his waist size. After she got all of her measurements, she bounded out the room with an evil cackle and a couple coughs.

It was a couple hours later when Snake Eyes noticed that she was still missing. Signaling to the rest of the team, they began to share his concern.

"Why are you all looking at the door with nervous looks?" Duke piped up from his place on the couch.

"It normally takes Haywire an hour to make an entire uniform. She managed to build a machine to do the work for her, so she can focus on the weapons. But it's been a little over two hours and she's not here to give Ripcord his suit," Scarlett said as she looked between the clock and the door.

"Yeah, and we haven't heard any odd noises for about an hour, which is even more odd," Breaker said, glancing around the room to all of the worried looks, and the worried stance of Snake Eyes. Deciding that discussing what could be wrong, Snake Eyes walked towards the door to find out what's wrong. Following his lead, the rest of the team followed after the silent ninja. Upon arriving at the lab door, they heard faint talking.

"Curse me and my big ideas!" Haywire shouted loudly enough for everyone in the hall to hear her clearly. Opening the door, the team found her sitting on the ground with her legs folded under each other. "Hallelujah! Someone finally decides to check up on the toy maker!" Haywire shouted, throwing her hands up and smiling.

"We grew concerned when you didn't come running in after an hour," Heavy Duty said as he walked towards her carefully.

"Wait! Be careful of any wet spots, there's a good chance that it's my glue," Haywire said sheepishly.

"Why is your glue on the floor?" Snake Eyes signed in ASL (American sign language), tilting his head in confusion.

"Well, about that. I finished Ripcord's suit, which turned out awesome by the way, and in my excitement I was dancing around, ya'll know I do that, and I tripped over a wire on the ground, knocked over my jar of crazy glue on steroids, and fell in a puddle of it," Haywire explained while lightly scratching the back of her head sheepishly. Blinking at her owlishly, the entire team burst out laughing. "Oh thanks guys, that's so very caring of you," Haywire pouted.

"So this is where everyone's been hiding, though why you're hiding in a danger zone I'll never know," came a voice from the door way.

"Highlander! Come help me please!" Haywire shouted while flailing her arms about.

"What do you need me to help you with?' Highlander replied while making his way through the lab.

"I'm glued to my floor," she mumbled. Shaking his head at her, Highlander moved to try and help.

"Don't tell me it was your Cobra glue," he said while trying to tug her off the ground.

"Oh it was, which is why we're laughing," Breaker said between gasps of air.

"Well then I'm going to need an extra set of hands. Snake Eyes, get your ninja butt over here and help me pull your girlfriend off the floor," Highlander said while waving one of his hands in a come over here gesture. Unbeknown to anyone, Snake Eyes turned a light shade of pink beneath his mask. Walking over to the other side of Haywire, both Highlander and Snake Eyes took a hand and pulled. When they noticed that she wasn't moving, the men let her go and gasped slightly.

"This is clearly not working," Snake Eyes signed while sagging his shoulders.

"Well what do you suggest?" Highlander said, crossing an arm over his chest and holding his other out in invitation.

"Why did you make this glue, and why did you call it Cobra glue?" Ripcord asked while holding up part of the busted jar.

"I made it because I was bored and had no weapons orders. And I called it Cobra glue because when we catch any Cobra lackeys, we can glue them to their cells," Haywire replied while staring at the ceiling.

"That makes sense...I guess," Ripcord said while inching away from the weapons maker.

"Let's stay on topic everybody. We need to get her off the ground, and pulling clearly has no effect," Scarlett said while trying to think of a solution.

"Why doesn't she just wiggle out of her jeans?" Ripcord suggested randomly. Scarlett, turning to glare at her boyfriend, was about to say no, when she was interrupted.

"He's got a point," Duke said while gesturing to Haywire, "So far I see no other options, considering the fact that we have no idea how the glue was made," he pointed out.

"Unfortunately, I must agree with Duke on this issue," Breaker said while the other guys nodded their heads.

"So I guess someone needs to go get her a new pair of pants," Highlander said while shrugging.

"I'll go," Snake Eyes said. Leaving the lab, Snake Eyes made his way to Haywire's room. Surprisingly, Haywire's room was nothing like her lab. It wasn't Snake Eye's first time in her room, so he went straight to the bedroom to find her a new pair of pants.

While Snake Eyes was off getting the required clothing item, the other's tried to keep Haywire's mind off the situation.

"So where's Ripcord's suit?" Scarlett inquired.

"In the machine," Haywire said with no emotion while pointing in the direction of a small machine in the corner of the lab. Walking over to it, Ripcord took out his new flight suit.

"Saweet suit. So what makes this more awesome?" Ripcord said, holding the suit up to get a good look at it.

"Once I'm done with the jet, the suit will automatically hook up so that the jet will respond to your movements. So let's say you move your right arm in a downward motion, the jet's right wing will move with it. That eliminates the need for a control stick, therefore eliminating unnecessary controls. And if the jet is hit, then you'll feel a slight shock in the location that you were hit, so there is a possibility that you'll lose stability, depending on whether the circuits are fried," Haywire explained passionately. It was clear to Duke and Ripcord that she loved what she did.

At long last, Snake Eyes returned with a simple pair of flair leg jeans. Handing them over to Scarlett, he motioned for the men to leave the lab. With a few moans of disapproval , the guys shuffled out of the lab in order to let Haywire shimmy out of her glued pants.

"Ugh, if I knew that this would happen, I would have never made this glue," Haywire said while shimmying out of her pants. Once she had freed her legs from the denim prison, Scarlett handed her the new pair.

"So what are you going to with the old jeans?" Scarlett asked while pointing to the stuck jeans.

"I'll find some way to unglue them, but for now they'll just have to wait. It's not like they're going anywhere," Haywire giggled while bouncing out of the lab, Scarlett laughing along with her.