Jet was sitting on his desk trying to make a castle out of card. There wasn't much to do anymore ever since they gave up being thieves. This was now Jet's favourite past time. That, or face book. Jet held his breath as he slowly and steadily raised a card to finish his 1000 card castle masterpiece.

'Slowly…'

"STORM QUIT HOGGING THE PEANUT BUTTER!"

Jet withdrew his hand away from the castle, mentally cursing Wave for almost loosing his concentration. Again he drew his hand towards the castle almost placing the last card onto the top.

"WAVE! GIVE ME THE DAMN JELLY!!"

Jet gasped as he felt the ground shake, thankful that the castle was still alive. He smiled as the last card touched the top; all good things came to an end.

"WHERE'S THE BREAD!?"

"WHERE'S THE BREAD!?"

The castle came tumbling down with Jet still holding that one last card. His eyes shrank as his smile remained. He quivered in anger, tears threatening to fall and fists balled…

"No!"

Storm and Wave looked towards Jet's room and ran over barging in.

"What happened?!"

They saw Jet sprawled out on the card covered floor face down. Jet looked up wide eyed, pupils shrinking and smiling creepily.

"You guys…killed…my…1000 card…CASTLE!"

Jet sprang at the two now petrified birds screaming mad.

Storm and Wave quickly regained cautiousness as they ran for their lives out Jet's room closing it, bodies pressed against the door.

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Both Storm and Wave were in the garage, neither one speaking to the other, in fear of Jet. Wave was working on upgrading her extreme gear and Storm was weight lifting.

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Jet sat on his desk with his legs crossed and fingertips pressed together against his beak thinking. Thinking of a way to get Storm and Wave to work together without fighting every 2 minutes, because honestly, they were getting on his last nerve.

'This is what I'll do…I'll send them off to a 'faux' mission with tasks they HAVE to do!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!'

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Jet got off of his table and opened the garage. Wave and Storm ran to the back cowering behind a table. Jet smiled trying to look convincing.

"I've got a present for you guys…"

Jet pulled out a sharp edged item halfway before Storm yelled in desperation.

"Don't kill us we're sorry!"

Jet laughed and pulled the rest out revealing an envelope. Wave and Storm both breathed a sigh of relief.

He threw it at them and Wave caught it.

"It's a mission I expect you two to follow. A mission…of collaboration."

Jet turned around to leave but stopped.

"Oh and before I forget, everything is all set, so all you guys have to do is be there. You get two weeks. You leave tomorrow."

Jet left the two with the envelope. Wave opened it and dumped the contents onto the table. There was a set of keys with numbers on them, a map, a paper entitled 'Mission Collaboration' and a balloon…wait…is that what it looked like it was?

Both Storm and Wave blushed madly at what they saw: a latex condom

"WHAT THE HECK!"

"GET IT OUT OF MY SIGHT!"

Storm flung it away with the envelope and Wave growled punching Storm on the shoulder.

"Ow! What was that for?"

Wave who was still flustered avoided making eye contact.

"Just because!"

'Jet…you're a dead man!'

Jet snickered at the two as he left to start another card castle.

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The next morning, Wave woke up to the sound of her alarm clock. She woke up and looked at the time.

"Eight o'clock? It's too early in the morning."

Wave turned her back to squeeze in some more sleep time before she heard Jet screaming at the top of his lungs.

" Wave storm, get up!"

Storm slapped his hand against his face with a frown. He got up and headed for the washroom.

Wave got up as well heading the same direction. The both stopped, their appearances a mess and looked at each other frowning. Jet saw the two and put his hands behind his head.

"Oh boy, this is new. We'll settle this how we always settle it 'kids',"

Both swallow and albatross clenched their fists and drove them towards the opposite direction. Both yelled while they made their moves.

"Rock, paper, scissors!"

Wave drew scissors as Storm drew rock. It looked like Storm won the advantage of getting to go to the washroom first. Wave pout and crossed her arms, clearly not an early bird. The grey avian laughed.

"I win! And man I really gotta go... Those beans I ate last night are really setting down,"

Wave drew her wrench at Storm but his the door instead.

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A chapter I found on my computer the other day. Read and review and tell me if you want the rest. It's gonna be really short if you guys actually want me to continue this.

Knuxnbat 2:24 PM

Collaboration