Another drabble series!
(You all are SO gonna kill me now. Sorry!)
This is going to be one of the weirdest drabbles I've ever done!
So expect...
...the unexpected.
Disclaimer: I don't own Storm Hawks
Claimer: I do own my crazy ideas
Okay, I'm done.
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"What's the worst thing that can happen?"
The Storm Hawks were doing their regular day routine.
You know, like getting ready for the day, doing whatever on the Condor, fighting cyclonians, Finn falling crotch-first onto another skimmer...
The usual, but this time, something bad is going to happen and when it does, chaos will ensue.
Anyways, after Finn fell on you-know-what, the Storm Hawks came back onto the bay and towards the main room.
"Another victory for the Storm Hawks!" Aerrow exclaimed as he and his squadron walked in the room.
"That was easy." Junko replied, smiling happily.
"A little too easy." Piper said uncertainly, her chin resting on her hand.
The skyknight turned his head to her and smiled.
"Oh, come on, Piper. Nothing bad is going to happen."
"Yeah, dude," Finn agreed, sitting down in a chair with his arms behind his head. "Besides, what is the worst thing that could happen? More cyclonians?"
Big mistake...
"Uh, guys?" Stork said, his eye twitching. "Look."
The Storm Hawks walked over to their helmsman.
"What is it, Stork - oh..." Aerrow eyes widened.
There, coming towards the Condor, was a huge fleet of cyclonians and guess who was leading them?
The Dark Ace.
His sword could be seen from the distance.
Everyone gaped. Stork shrugged.
"We're doomed."
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