"Galaxy Garrison flight log 5-11-14. Begin descent to Kerberos for rescue mission." Lance said, steering the craft to the right.
"Lance, can you keep this thing straight?" Hunk groaned.
"Relax, Hunk, I'm just getting a feel for the stick. I mean it's not like I did this!" Lance said before swerving. "Or this!" He exclaimed, swerving again.
"Okay, unless you want to wipe beef stroganoff out of all the nooks and crannies in this thing, you'd better knock it off, man!" Hunk said.
"We've picked up a distress beacon!" I said pointing at the screen
"All right, look alive, team! Pidge, track coordinates." Lance commanded him.
"Copy." Pidge replied.
"Knock it off, Lance! Please!" Hunk said loudly as the craft shook slightly.
"This one's on you, buddy. We've got a hydraulic stabilizer out." Lance said looking back.
"Oh, no." Hunk said, his stomach rumbling.
"“Oh, no?” Fix now, puke later." I barked.
"I lost contact. The shaking is interfering with our sensors." Pidge said.
"Come on, Hunk!" I said.
"It's not responding." Hunk moaned.
"Oh, never mind, guys. Thar she blows. Preparing for approach on visual." Lance stated.
"I don't think that's advisable with our current mechanical and.. gastrointestinal issues." I commented.
"Agreed." Hunk groaned out.
"Don't worry, hun. This baby can take it, can't you, champ?" Lance asked the craft as it shook.
"See? She was nodding. She was nodding. Pidge, hail down to them and let them know their ride is here."
"Attention, lunar vessels-" Pidge managed to get out before falling.
"What are you doing? Buckle your belt. And, Hunk, stop that shaking!" Lance barked out.
"I'm try- Oh, no." Hunk got out before vomiting.
"Attention, lunar vessel, this is Galaxy Garrison Rescue Craft One Victor Six Three Tango. Coming in for landing and extraction, against crew recommendations." Pridge grumbled the last part.
"No time for your mutinous comments now, Pidge. They're going under and we're going in." Lance said.
"Look out for that overhang!" I yelled.
"No worries, baby cakes. My first year in flight school they called me "The Tailor" because of how I thread the needle." Lance said, wiggling his eyebrows, and I glared at him as he caused the craft to hit it's wing on the side of the overhang.
"We lost a wing!" Hunk shouted and his computers beeped.
I screamed as we quickly crashed.
"Simulation failed." The computer announced.
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The Purple Paladin (Keith X Reader)
Fanfiction(Y/N) is the purple paladin, and she catches the eyes of the other paladins?
