Yeah! I've wanted to do this story for like ever! I'm so happy I finally getting it up! I hope y'all enjoy it!

"They're looking pretty good...come on guys don't mess up." I mumble to myself as I watch my friends working on their flight simulation up from the viewing deck.

"Come on guys..."

They're doing pretty good! Maybe they'll-nope. Hold up...Never mind.

"Urg. Come on guys!" I sigh as I drag a hand down my face. "You were this close. This close." I say acting like I'm pinching something in-between my thumb and index finger to show what I mean.

"Roll out, donkeys! Well let's see if we can't use this complete failure as a lesson for the rest of you students. Can anyone point out the mistakes these three so-called cadets made in the simulator?" I hear Commander Iverson say.

You know? He could have been a bit nice about them failing! No need to be rude!

"The engineer puked in the main gearbox." One of the students said. For real dude! You think you wouldn't vomit if you hit every space rock possible.

"Yes. As everyone knows, vomit is not an approved lubricant for engine systems. What else?" Commander Meanie said. That's what you think Sir! You don't know! Have you ever tried!

"The comm spec removed his safety harness."

"The pilot crashed!" You know what vato, I'm going to hurt you! Like you could do any better!

"Correct. And worst of all, the whole jump, they were arguing with each other. Heck, if you're going to be this bad individually, you'd better at least be able to work as a team! Galaxy Garrison exists to turn young cadets like you into the next generation of elite astroexplorers, but these kinds of mental mistakes are exactly what cost the lives of the men on the Kerberos Mission." Ohhhhhh...you did not just go there!

"That's not true, sir!" You tell him Pidge!...wait...don't listen to me...you could get kicked out...that's not good...

"What did you say?" Uh...she said you look beautiful today sir! Oh wait...he can't hear my thoughts...oops!

"Sorry, sir. I think he hit his head when he fell out of his chair. But point taken." Lance says as he covers Pidge's mouth.

"I hope I don't need to remind you that the only reason you're here is that the best pilot in your class had a discipline issue and flunked out. Don't follow in his footsteps. Next!" Mr. I'm-A-Jerk-And-I-Know-It said as the three space cadets got back in line and watched the rest of the cadets do the flight simulator. After Jerky-Face was done humiliating my friends, I decided I should probably get back to work. I'll talk to them once their class is done. Hopefully, they wouldn't be to upset.

"Hey guys!" I wave at my friends as I walk towards them. "Just finished?"

"Yeah." Pidge says dejectedly as Lance and Hunk look down towards the ground.

"Come on guys! It wasn't that bad." I say trying to cheer them up.

"Yeah, being humiliated in front of all the cadets and failing a simulator everyone else passed isn't bad at all." Hunk says with a hint of sarcasm.

"Yeah, definitely not." Lance says with a roll of his eyes.

"Guys! It's fine! Everybody messes up every now and then."

"Mhm. Says the person who never fails at, like anything." Lance replies.

"For real, vato?" Given him the Are-You-Kidding-Me look.

"Yes." Pidge says as the three move on towards their dorms.

"Guys! Come on!" I yell after them but they ignore me...jerks.