Piston Peak Air Attack. One of the most reliable firefighting teams in the world. They do their best every day to keep Piston Peak safe along with the many people who populate it. But when there's no fire to put out…

You start to see another side of them. Especially the Smokejumpers.

They're usually bored stiff when there's no fire around and when that happens, that's when they start playing their crazy games… or rather, when Drip, Avalanche and Blackout start to play games.

The most well known one being centered around Blade Ranger's hat.

"DRIIIIIIP!"

Drip kept to his hiding spot up in the tree. He wasn't gonna blow it now. Even if his boss was basically yelling his name and sounding like he was ready to possibly murder him.

Can't get caught. I must figure out the secrets of this magical hat and share it with the others! Drip thought as he looked at the red and black cap in his hands.

He had spent all morning figuring out how to snatch the thing and finally got his opportunity when Blade had set it down to help Maru with something involving the fire retardant grenades.

Drip took the chance to snatch it then, but it didn't take Blade long to realize someone had taken it and with how long this game had been happening in the past, he was quick to figure out who the culprits were.

Drip watched from his hiding spot as Blade flew around, checking the trees.

Oh, Chevy!

Drip quickly made his move and started climbing down the tree before Blade could see him.

Run run run run run run!

He shot across the runway, trying to get to the Smokejumpers hangar. He didn't need to look back to know that Blade had spotted him. He could hear the man flying through the air.

Man, for someone his age, his eyes are super sharp!

"BLACKOUT! AVALANCHE! HEEEEEEELP!" Drip called out.

His two companions were not too far from the Smokejumper hangar, playing cards. When they looked over to see why Drip was calling out their eyes got really wide.

"You got the hat?!" Blackout exclaimed.

"YES! NOW HELP ME!" Drip said, tossing the hat over to them.

Avalanche jumped up, catching it and started running in a different direction.

Blade switched targets and started chasing him.

"GIVE THAT BACK!"

"SORRY BOSS!"

Drip and Blackout ran along side Avalanche in different locations, playing their little game of keep away as they made their way through the trees.

"Okay, just like we practiced. He has to worry about running into trees, we don't." Blackout instructed.

The other two nodded as they began their plan. They serpentined through the trees, running in all sorts of crazy directions, passing the hat back and forth. They could hear Blade up above getting frustrated with the branches of the thick pine trees.

After a bit of doing this, they made a break from the forest back to their hangar. The three gathered around as they looked at the hat.

"Finally! We shall learn its secrets!" Avalanche exclaimed.

"Yes… Tell us your secrets hat." Drip said as he started to take a better look at it… before someone snatched it.

Looking up he could see his leader, Dynamite.

"Seriously guys?" she asked, giving an unimpressed look.

"Oh come on, Dynamite! We actually got it this time!" Drip whined, giving a kicked puppy look.

Her expression didn't falter. "It's just a hat guys."

"But it has the cool visor that slides done! There's no hat like it! It must be magic!"

"You guys just believe in anything, like supposed dragon horse spirits that live in this area."

"I swear I've seen them! Blackout says he has too!"

Blackout gave a confused look. "I have?"

Dynamite rolled her eyes. "Enough playing boys."

She looked over to the entrance of the door to see Blade coming in. He looked exhausted and frustrated.

"Got your hat." She said, offering it to him.

Blade took it, nodding his thanks to her. He looked to the boys, giving a very angry look before wapping all three of them with his hat.

"OW!"

"I've told you over a thousand times, stop stealing my hat!" Blade barked as he put the hat on his head.

"I'll deal with them, Blade. Sorry about the whole mishap."

"Thanks, Dynamite."

Blade left without another word. The boys gulped as they looked at their leader with sheepish grins.

"You three got log duty tonight, double time."

The three groaned.

"Hey, we're getting low and Windlifter can't do everything by himself."

Dynamite left the three alone. They all looked to each other sighing… before grinning a bit.

"So… same time in two months?" Drip asked.

"YES!"