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Helicopter

   When you wake up, you expect to be woken up by a ray of sunshine.

You then remember that the hotel is underground. You get ready for the day, and head out the door with Jungkook eyeing your ass.

You descend down the stairs to the breakfast area where everyone else is at. You sit in a chair and look around. The lounge has a gold, red, amber, and orange color scheme, with gold leafed ceilings. This hotel is fucking expensive.

"Good morning, everyone!" Namjoon exclaims. "I bet you are all hungry from yesterday, so I'm ordering you all breakfast. Kyung here will be taking your orders." Namjoon motions to a woman holding menus.

You decide you want soybean milk and deep-fried dough sticks. Hoseok orders grilled short ribs with spicy stewed fish. Jimin requests eggs and tofu with omija tea. Namjoon asks for cold cucumber soup with green tea. Jungkook questions if he wants banchan, but gets it eventually. Yoongi only orders kimchi, he says it gets him going for the day. Seokjin orders Korean pancakes with eggs. Taehyung says that he wants seaweed rice noodles, please.

Kyung writes down their orders and walk away, hiding her blushing face.

   While everyone eats their food, CR talks about their next mission. "Okay, so for the next part of the plan, I suggest Seokjin should take the helicopter to Busan. Now, the ride will be a little bit of a stretch, but it's nothing we haven't done before. That is, except for Y/N," Namjoon explains, and motions towards you. "It's not to be worried about Y/N, you might as well tag along for the mission, you guys called us after all." Jungkook smirks, glancing at you.

"So, once we land in Busan, we can take a ferry to another black prison in the area." Seokjin finishes for Namjoon. "But, Seokjin, if we keep on flying in the same helicopter, the guards will surely know that we are riding on that helicopter. What is your answer to this?" Namjoon questions. "I'm sure if you ask Hoseok, he'll answer." Seokjin says.

   "I just finished making my invisibility shield for the helicopter. It better work, because I tested it out the other day before we were called to help," Hoseok points at his computer, which shows the math and formulas he has done to figure out the correct width and wing span to cover the helicopter. "Also, the helicopter is sound-proof so you can sleep."

Holy shit, Hoseok is super smart. "Wow, that's very impressive, Hoseok! Where did you learn all this from and the money? It sounds expensive." You ask in awe.

"Everyone here gets money from our friend every week. At the end of each week, Namjoon collects our money. Anyways, learned my math skills from a cellmate who was a whiz in this stuff in Icheon. I have to say, I got hooked when they started teaching me these things. From then on, I was freed from the prison for serving my time, which was a long time, and I started gathering materials to build. So, here I am now, helping other people out and doing what I love." Hoseok says. "Well, let's try this shit out!" Yoongi exclaims.

   The Capitol Resistance books out of their shared rooms, and leave the hotel.

They walk toward the helicopter, with Hoseok holding his computer and invisibility shield. Hoseok runs up to the helicopter. "Taehyung, since you are the strongest, I need you to hold the fabric, and I need Yoongi, the fastest one, to run up the helicopter. Let's fucking go!" Hoseok cheers.

Wait, what? How will Yoongi run up the helicopter?

   Yoongi answers your question by showing up in front of you with a suit that seems sticky. As if on command, Taehyung hold open the cloth of the invisibility shield, and Yoongi grabs part of the cloth and runs up to the top of the helicopter. Yoongi runs around stomping on the fabric, to get it to stick to the helicopter. Taehyung moves over to the right, so the fabric can wrap around the helicopter.

Soon enough, Taehyung and Yoongi are done.

   "Good job guys!" Namjoon exclaims, clapping his hands. Yoongi and Taehyung walk over to Namjoon, looking exhausted. "Hey Hoseok, is this shield gonna work anytime soon? Cause right now it just looks like a clear sheet of plastic to me." Yoongi asks. "Yes, it should start working anytime now." Hoseok reads into his computer.

In a couple seconds, the cloth mirrors the sky. "Alright! Now let's get this show on the road!" Jungkook says. "Or in the air!" Hoseok says happily. "Will this joke ever get old?" Jimin asks desperately. "Not a chance, Jimin." Seokjin responds, happy Hoseok's joke is dad-worthy.

Taehyung walks over to you. "You know, Y/N, I always had a feeling another person would join us. Maybe it's you, maybe it's not. We'll see." Taehyung mysteriously says. "C'mon guys! Let's load up!" Namjoon yells to you and Taehyung. Taehyung walks briskly towards the helicopter.

   Hoseok buckles into the passenger seat, and Seokjin starts the blades. "Is everyone in? Wouldn't want anyone left behind!" Hoseok cautiously asks. "Everyone's in, Hoseok. No one will be left behind, I assure you that." Namjoon responds. "Whatever you say, leader." Hoseok chirps.

   While Seokjin flies over buildings, rivers, mountains and Korean countryside, you ask another question.

"Why exactly are we going to Busan? There's plenty of other black prisons around." You look around the cabin, waiting for someone to answer your request. "We are going to Busan because of their immense population of black prisons. We figured we'd just hit the big cities before the smaller ones. That way, we could have more of a chance of freeing protesters than prisoners." Jimin explains. "Besides, all riots are usually in big cities." Jungkook sleepily chimes in.

"Okay cool! Since we are ditching the helicopter, where are we going to put it? I mean, a helicopter isn't the easiest thing to hide." You press on.

"Hoseok also thought of that same scenario, so he added some new formula of weightlessness and invisibility. So that way, if someone walks through the helicopter, they won't know. The new concoction took him years in advance. But, Hoseok never fails to let down." Namjoon adds, and looks at a Hoseok who is typing on his computer.