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Hello there.
Here is my firs try at writing a fan fic (and writing at all, please bare with me, haha). I love the A-team characters and hope you can tell from the story. Please sit back and enjoy!
Chapter 1: On their way
"Come on B.A.!" Murdock demanded, staring at the muscled back of the driver of the black van.
"Answer me!" he added with a high boyish voice while pulling up his knees and adjusting his sitting position in his seat.
The four members had been driving on the highway for 5 hours straight. They were on their way to a new mission that involved a company handling in 2nd hand furniture and antiques, and they hadn't been able to fool B.A into a plane this time.
After he'd read all of his comic books, Murdock had become bored and fidgety, and at some point (quite to the nuisance of 'some' of his team members), he'd adopted the role of Murdocko, the wacky Road Game Quizzzzz Masta'.
"I'll ask you again," Murdock said patiently with a French accent and a tone of mystery in his voice.
"I spy wieth my liedl' eye, somefink….BLUE"
"Your eyes are gonna be BLACK 'n BLUE soon if you don't cut this crap fool!" B.A. snapped at the lanky pilot from behind his steering wheel.
"The sky" he then added gruffly.
"Meep! wrrrrong!" Murdock replied with a smug grin on his face.
"Two more tries to go-ooo", he added with his most annoying singsong voice while leaning forward and rapping the big man on his right shoulder.
B.A. growled furiously in his rear mirror at the cheerful man in the seat behind him. A soft chuckle could be heard from the passenger's seat next to him.
B.A aimed his glare at the bright face of his white-haired colonel.
"Don't encourage him, Hannibal.."
Murdock, who was clearly oblivious to the growing threat in front of him, started humming something that sounded awkwardly familiar to 'ring-around-the-rosy'.
Face who had been studying the road map cleared his throat.
"Sorry to interrupt you guys, but can we go for a quick pit stop? I am dying to stretch my legs. Besides, we're almost there, and I'd like to freshen up a little before arrival".
Hannibal nodded while looking for a cigar in his jacket pocket.
"There is a gas station only a few miles away. Let's stop there."
B.A sighed in relief, knowing the long road trip was finally coming to an end. He could use some fresh air too.
And he really felt the need to flex his muscles at a certain person sitting behind him...