Voltron's Ace

Simulation Fail

Bethany Walker
Age: 17
Class: varied
Team: lance McLain, Pidge Gunderson, Hunk Garett

I jumped out of bed with an unusual amount of energy, today was my first day at the academy. I quickly put on my uniform and went in search of my team mates. The halls were long and twisted, but I managed to find my classroom on time.

"Ahh, Miss Walker, how nice of you to join us. You are just in time, your group is next for the simulator." Mr. Iverson greeted me.

"Hey there babe, you come here often?" Lance said as soon as the door to the simulator closed. I tried not to squeal in excitement.

"Lance! Don't flirt with her!" Pidge smacked the back of his head, I thanked her and looked at hunk.

"My name is hunk, I'm the technician, that one is lance, the pilot, and this is Pidge, he works the com." I nodded my head. "What do you do? Normally a group would only have three people not four."

"Oh, well, my name is Bethany but you can call me ace. I pretty much work with everything, but I'll be this groups medic and I'll work wherever I'm needed."

"Feel free to give me a check up any time you want.~" lance tried to flirt with me and I groaned along with the other two.

"Let's save the flirting for later lance. We have work to do." I walked over to my seat and readied myself for the disaster that is to come, this lace guy is giving me weird vibe. Everyone got to their seats and we began the simulator.

As soon as we took off, things fell apart, lance with his terrible piloting, pidge falling all over the place and hunk vomiting everywhere. I swear I was the only sane person on this team.

"Galaxy Garrison flight log 5-11-14, begin descent to Kerberos for rescue mission." Lance began to enter the atmosphere of one of Pluto's moons, the entrance was horrible and I could hear hunk complaining.

"Lance, can you keep this thing straight?"

"Relax Hunk, I'm just getting a feel for the stick. It's not like I did this!" Lance suddenly pushed the control forward making the ship dip downward at an uncomfortable angle.

"Lance! Don't do that! Hunk are you ok?" Hunk held a hand over his mouth and shook his head. I unbuckled my belt and went to comfort him as best I could. I saw he was about to hurl so I handed him a bucket to use. "Just relax, It'll be over soon."

"Okay, unless you want to wipe beef stroganoff out of all of the nooks and crannies of this thing, you'd better knock it off man!" Hunk shouted as he hurled into the bucket once more.

"We've picked up a distress beacon!" Pidge shouted at us over the sound of... Hunk.

"Alright team, look alive. Pidge, can you track coordinates."

"Copy." I sat in my chair again but didn't buckle my belt, I figured that pidge would probably need help in a bit.

"knock it off lance, please." Hunk was practically begging the idiot to fly straight. The dash board lit up and started beeping.

"This ones on you buddy, we've got a hydraulic stabilizer out." Hunk reached for the screen and started to type things. Pidge looked up from her computer at us.

"I lost contact, the shaking is interfering with our sensors. Its not responding." Hunk groans and I cant help but feel sorry for the guy.

he was about to unbuckle his seat belt but I stopped him.

"Hunk, your in no condition to be moving around. Tell me what to do and I'll take care of it. " He nodded his head and started to give me instructions.

"Open the hatch on the far left side, there are several plugs, take out the blue and red ones." I did as he told me, "Now, I need you to- *gags*- replace them with these." He handed me the new plugs and I heard them click into place. "Good, now you have to check the pressure gages for any abnormalities." I quickly looked over all of them and found one of them was lower than it was supposed to be. "you need to increase the pressure by twisting that valve." I once again did as asked and the ship leveled out a bit, but not enough. "the rest we have to wait to take care of until we land."

"There she blows. Prepare for approach on visual." Lance had found the landing site for the mission and I tensed.

"I don't think that's advisable with our current mechanical and.... Gastrointestinal issues." Hunk hurled into the bucket again. I sat in my seat and waited for me to be needed again.

"Stop worrying. This baby can take it, cant you champ?" The ship suddenly jerked up almost making me fall out of my seat. "See? She was nodding." He said, a little nervously. "Pidge, hail down to them and let them know that their ride is here."

Pidge was about to unbuckle her belt to reach for the radio but I beat her to it and handed it to her before she could. I smiled at her and quickly returned to my seat before the ship jerked again.

"Attention lunar vessel-" The ship shook again and pidge hit her head on the back of her seat. She groaned and rubbed the back of her head and cursed at lance.

"You ok pidge?" I asked, she nodded and proceeded to talk into the microphone. "Lance, we need to be careful, the ship cant take much more."

"don't worry beautiful. I've got everything under control." I rolled my eyes and tried to check the system for any malfunctions.

"Look out for that over hang!" Pidge practically shouted at lance, I held onto my seat and waited for the right time to intervene.

"No worries. My first year in flight school, know what they called me? they called me the tailor, because of how I thread the needle." The ship was getting close to the overhang so I took the controls from lance and made a sharp right, away from the over hang. "Hey! What did you do that for?! We could have crashed!"

"Yeah, we would have if we went through there! The gap was smaller than our wing span so we would have lost a wing if we tried to go through there." Lance huffed and crossed his arms while I took over flying for a while. It was just like a video game, which I was the number one gamer back in my home town. The ship landed a few minutes latter and the simulation ended. The door opened and I heard someone shouting at us.

"Roll out donkeys!"