Code 736: A Runner

Chapter 5

(Not super important. Just notes I made up /\)
You tucked your shirt into your pants as you stepped from the truck. Your boots crushed on the gravel below your feet. Gazing around you cocked a brow, you turned to Triss. She snickered brushing some of her scarlet hair from her face.

"Our last testing area got condemned," she wiggled her fingers a little at you, "Disturbing the peace. We could go back there, but it's teeming with the fuzz." She said giggling, "We didn't use the asset, cause you had it, we were seeing if the old motors would be strong enough to carry us a mini van sized space ship." Jeff cackled passing by the two of you with a tool box, "It exploded." Triss added laughing, "luckily none of us were in there, just test dumbies."

You snorted softly holding your mouth. You could see this happening. Bradford looking terrified, Triss gaking at the blast, Alexis giggling, jeff dropping to the ground. (It's only five science nerds including you, I don't feel like making more characters.) you wished you could have been there, but you were packing up to move. You rolled your eyes softly and fixed your sleeves and pulled on your gloves. They lowered the asset to the ground, you heard the wheels crackle on the gravel slightly. You smiled grabbing a fist full of the sheet and ripping it off.

The sleek black metal glittered and shinned in the moonlight. The cold grey veins running through the body would soon pump a cool, blue liquid. The wheels were wide, and hand nothing but empty space in the center. You smiled alittle at Triss as she stared through it towards you. You ran a gloved hand over the short metal rim over the front wheel.

"Everything is looking good." Triss said running a hand through her hair, "All we need to do is test it."

You grinned righting your pony, "Helmet me." You said poniting to the black helmet behind Triss, she tossed it too you, "Let's do this shits." You laughed pulling on the helmet.

Triss nodded and grabbed a clip board and a pencil. You threw your left leg over the body and sat in the small seat. You started it. It hummed to life and you grinned a bright blue liquid running through the large veins lighting up the body and reflecting on your legs and helmet. As it reached the wheels controlled lazers of the same color shot out and met each other in the center making a quiet whirring sound. You grinned putting your foot lightly on the gas moving the black darling forward. Rounding your truck you followed slowly behind Triss. It tugged along wanting to go faster, to its full potential.

"Start at the crest of the hill," Triss said scribbling something on the clipboard, "Lets work with gravity on this one."

You smiled and nodded pulling forward and started to climb the hill. At the crest you turned onto the center of the road and started down. Your helmet crackled slightly and a voice became clear.

"-Can you hear me up there Hotty-Coco?" Triss said

You laughed slightly when she used your nickname, "Loud and Clear, Space-Nerd."

Her giggle echoed in your helmet, "Whenever your ready." She hummed

You remmed the engine earning a loud roar from the asset. You grinned and rolled the asset forward slightly on the steep hill. You saw Triss and Alexis on the the right side of road and Jeff and Bradford on the left. You bit your lip slightly and remmed the motor again. You lifted your foot from the ground and pressed hard on the gas.

~-(Rick pov)-~

There is no fucking way a (Y/n) could every make that. All the (y/n)s I've ever met were ditzy hot mother-fuckers, that have never broken the Rick-(y/n) social-code. I ran a hand through my hair staring at my (y/n) as she barreled down the hill on that impressive machine. There had to be a reason for this! A reason why she isn't a total ditz.

I sighed as she drove back to the top of the hill. She looked like other (y/n)s, small, childish in stature, thin and lean. There was one thing that separated this (y/n) from the others. She knew she was smart, and was brave and bold about it. Other (y/n)s may have know their smart, and just take pride in it or show it off, and choose to be shy and quiet.

Leaves rustled beside me as she whipped down the road again. Her four friends looked like they were all taking down notes some having speedometers. The one with bright scarlet hair laughed loudly as her hair thrashed wildly around her head. I think (y/n) called her Triss, I could really care less. She's just someone (y/n) hangs out with and made that impressive invention with. The two I really give a fuck about what they do is the two males on this place. I think they are Bradford and Jeff maybe. They are good looking assholes that could easily take my (y/n) from me. Sure neither of them my find interest in (y/n), but I'd don't trust them.

I heard the engine of the bike-like machine roar. Her scream he rang in my ears. She couldn't handle the speed. The bike tipped forward and slammed down. My eyes widened, I swallowed slightly unable to move. The bike bounced up and turned on its side and started to roll. I sighed in relief as I saw (y/n) roll off as it bounced and rolled down the road. She stood up her legs shaking a little and took off her helmet.

She swallowed then started to giggle, "Now that's what I call an adrenaline high!"

Triss was the first to run up and throw her arms around (y/n). (Y/n) wiggled out of her arms and rushed over to the side of the road. She gagged loudly as the dinner Beth made came rushing out and spattered to ground. She was on her hands and knees her arms quivered and the others rushed over and grabbed her so she didn't fall forward into the vomit.