Well, my first story. Here goes nothing. Oh, and Disclaimer: I own none of the following, nor do I profit from it.

How About You?

The crew of the Normandy SR-2 had gathered in the Citadel's Dark Star Lounge to celebrate their victory over the Reaper larva. As things started to die down, the main team had gathered at a table and reminisced about life before the mission.

"So we're pinned down by the gang's mechs. Just me and Davidson cut off from any kind of back-up" Laughed Garrus as he recalled his first major battle in C-Sec.

Suddenly Jacob cut in, "I thought you said the rest of your team from C-Sec had already arrested the actual gang members?"

Garrus made a click in the back of his throat and waved off his comment. "They had, but the gang had set the mechs to activate automatically. I guess they wanted to take someone with them."

Jack let out a dry laugh at that. "Sounds like a good plan to me; might as well go down fighting."

Garrus shot her a glare and continued his story. "So we're pinned down by heavy fire with no escape route. Davidson was just a tech there to process the scene, he had zero combat training. So as I'm laying down suppressive fire, he's trying to hack the mechs." He ended this with a laugh and a shake of his head.

Tali cocked her head to the side and asked, "What's so funny about that? He was doing what he could."

Garrus just kept smiling, "It's not that, he was just so scared. Mind you, this is also the first time I saw a human wet himself. Poor Davidson." This evoked another chuckle from Jack.

Again, Garrus continued his story "Anyway, we're stuck like this for a few minutes when he screams and hits the container we were using for cover. He couldn't shut them down. So I tell him to calm down and try something else. Maybe stop them from moving or disable their heavy weapons. Something to give us an edge, you know? At that he got a look on his face and started working on his Omni-tool like a man possessed."

"What was he doing?" Interjected Tali, truly interested at this point.

Garrus waved her off like he had Jacob "I'm getting to that." Tali crossed her arms and sat back waiting.

Garrus sighed, "So where was I? Ah, right. So a few minutes pass and Davidson screams again, except this time it was a loud 'Haha!'I look at him and realize the firing had stopped. Before I could ask what he did, he stands up, looks at the mechs, and bursts out laughing. I thought he might wet himself again."

Jacob raised an eyebrow at this, "The hell?"

Garrus leaned back and smiled, "I look at the mechs, and there moving…weird. Apparently Davidson had a program on his Omni-tool to make machines replicate a human dance called 'The Robot'" He emphasized this last part with air quotes.

Tali interjected again, "What does that look like?"

For the first time since Garrus began his anecdote, Commander Shepard spoke up with a chuckle, "A lot like that actually" As he pointed to Legion on the dance floor, going through the familiar motions.

At this sight Tali burst into a fit of giggles, surprising everyone since she was the only person not drinking.

Ignoring the shaking Quarian, Grunt took a long swig of his Ryncol and turned to Shepard, "So what about you Commander? What was your first battle?"

Everyone at the table froze. Garrus went wide eyed staring at Shepard, Jacob coughed choking on his drink, and Tali's laughter abruptly cut off.

The Commander closed his eyes and sighed, setting his drink down. "You know what, I am just drunk enough to tell you about it."

Grunt perked up at this, It must be a good one to get that kind of reaction.

Shepard took a deep breath and began, "My first battle was the worst day of my life. The Fall of Mindoir…"