Alek and Dylan were ready to go. They arrived at the cargo bay right on time, fully prepared to infiltrate the airship. They both had on fabricated chameleon suits that would help them blend in with their surroundings and help them move around easily. Alek shivered, appalled by the fact he was wearing a living thing and also because he was a bit nervous. What if something went wrong? What if he just got in Dylan's way? Alek took a deep breath; asking what ifs wasn't helping. He was still a bit conflicted about spying around a Serbian airship for the British, but he felt like a waste of hydrogen and needed to do something!
He glanced at Dylan and saw the boy's determination and strength plainly in his expression. It comforted Alek to know that Dylan would be there with him. The boy had always shone out in the toughest situations. He was sure that with Dylan there, nothing could go wrong.
"You ready, you daft prince?" Dylan teased. "More than ever." Alek replied as they approached the cargo. Two of the crates were stacked and ready to go, but one was open and empty. Newkirk, Mr. Rigby, and Dr. Barlow were standing beside it. Dylan spoke up, "Ma'am, might I ask why the crates aren't ready?"
"They are ready, Mr. Sharp. You and Alek will be stowing away in this crate." Alek was shocked, he thought that Dylan and him were going to drop the cargo then land on the airship. Dylan obviously had the same idea, "Wouldn't it just be easier for Alek and I to perform the drop?"
"Unfortunately, if you dropped off onto the airship, it would be far too noticeable. This is much safer and will help you stay undetected. It is a tight fit, but I'm sure you can manage." Dr. Barlow smiled, gesturing for them to get in. Alek sighed, this was going to be incredibly uncomfortable. Dylan stepped forward first and got into the box, he curled up on his side, and pushed his back to the edge of the box. Alek got in next, he curled up on his side as well, but there was no room for his legs. He curled his legs up and put one over Dylan's leg and the other one in between the boy's legs. Dylan gasped with surprise and Alek apologized, "Sorry, my legs won't fit."
"Aye, it's alright." Though it didn't sound like Dylan was alright. Dr. Barlow appeared above them, "Good luck." With that, she closed the top and Alek was plunged into utter darkness. The only thing he could hear was Dylan's and his own breathing. Dylan's sounded harder and heavier than usual. "You alright, Dylan?"
"Aye, just a wee bit cramped in here." Dylan's voice was higher than usual, almost like a girl's. Alek felt sorry for the boy. He must be claustrophobic or something. Trying to reassure the boy Alek whispered, "We'll be there in no time." He felt a slight shift as though Dylan was nodding. Silence continued and Alek began to feel a cramp in the leg between Dylan's legs, he moved it higher to ease the pain…..