Sometimes there are things that you just shouldn't do. And this was one of those things.
"JC, I fucking swear to god if you get arrested, I'm not bailing you out."
"Love you too Adrian!"
Their class was on an overnight field trip to the US Army's base of operations, and they maaaayy have snuck a bottle of alcohol with them. As soon as the sun started to set, they met up outside the dorms and started drinking. Then JC had the oh so brilliant idea of attempting to steal an actual tank, and Adrian came along as an attempt to keep JC out of jail. Recap over.
JC hoists himself on the tank, grunting as he pulls his weight up. He tosses the bottle to Adrian, who is looking around wearily.
"Dude, c'mon this is a really stupid idea…" he whispers, trying to stay quiet.
"Don't be a wuss, it'll be fun!" JC lifts up the hatch to the tank and ducks under, "Now get in here, there's room for two!"
Adrian sighs, "Fine, but only because I don't want you getting killed!" and makes his way up, meeting JC inside.
"Alright, now how do I drive this thing…" JC pulls a lever at random, causing the tank to lurch backwards, denting a nearby shelf. "Well, that's not right." He pulls a different lever, putting the tank into forward motion. "Alright, now that's what I'm talking about!"
Adrian is mildly alarmed, he's seen enough movies to know that teenagers doing bad things ends up in their murder.
"Ramona's gonna be sooo jealous about this!" While the tank is still moving forward, JC exits through the hatch and stands on top. "Yeaaaa boy! Adrian, c'mere!" He leans over and pulls Adrian up with him.
Gaining his balance, Adrian looks around. "Shit I'm not stoned enough to be ok with this…"
"DUNDUNDUDUDUNDUNDUN! BRO WE'RE FLYING!" JC sticks both his arms out bird style, while Adrian is crouched down holding onto the tank for dear life. Up ahead, they are rapidly approaching a building.
"Dude. Dude. JC. How do we stop this thing?"
"I dunno, it didn't come with an instruction manual!"
"..." After a moment of silence, Adrian leaps off the tank and into a bush, breaking his fall. JC, however, remains on the tank, completely unaware of the impending danger. The tank crashes straight into the building, sending JC headfirst into the window, causing it to shatter.
"Aw shit, my knee!" The broken shards grazed his knee, causing him a minor injury. Adrian groans and clambers up the tank to grab JC, putting his arm over his shoulders.
"Come on man, we've gotta go! There's no way no one heard that! JC, you listening to me man? JC?" JC had somehow fallen asleep and was taking a nap while standing. "Are you fucking kidding me...You're lucky I'm a good person." Adrian half drags half carries JC back to their dorms. The next morning, their entire class is kicked out of the military base, but no one ever found out who really took the tank for a joyride.