A/N: Uh. Yeah.
Blades the Overly Possessive Helicopter: Blair vs. Random Biker Criminal
Dani and Blades had been called out by Chase and Chief Burns to provide air support against a speeding bank robber on a motorcycle.
"Dad, he's going left down Seaspray Boulevard." Dani reported into her comlink.
"Thanks, Dani. You hear that, Chase?" Charlie replied.
"Affirmative. I have a visual on the miscreant."
Chase accelerated towards the motorcyclist, sirens blaring and his loudspeaker projecting his already intimidating monotone loud enough to reach Blades in the air.
"Pull the vehicle over. This is your only warning: if you do not comply, force will be administered." Chase ordered.
The thief casually revved his bike's engine and flipped the police car the bird.
"Well, that's not very nice." Charlie commented grimly. "Dani, can you see any intercepting routes from up there?"
"Uh...hang on..." Dani said, looking down through Blades' plexiglass canopy.
"There." Blades told her. "I think I see a road that cuts off Main Street."
"Nice, Blades. Dad! Take, uh, Sideburn Avenue then turn right onto Railspike Drive." Dani supplied. "Me and Blades'll go and try to cut him off past the bridge over the ferry road."
"Right. Be careful." Charlie admonished, then Chase swerved down a side street and they started along the intercepting route.
"Ready, Blades?" Dani asked.
"Uh...I...do I get a cycle to decide?"
"Taking that as a yes as revenge for making Taylor think I'm dangerous!" Dani replied, piloting Blades down to hover just under the bridge.
"Wait...Dani? What are we going to do?" Blades asked worriedly.
"We're going to pop up from under the bridge just as the perp gets here, then he'll have to stop! It's a perfect plan."
"...And if he doesn't stop?" Blades gulped.
"Hold on, here he comes." Dani said, pushing the throttle and increasing height to block the motorcycle's way.
"I don't like this, Dani..."
"Even if he doesn't stop, it won't hurt you, you're too big for that."
"The impact might hurt you, though." Blades reminded her quietly.
As it turned out, the motorcyclist was utterly indifferent to a helicopter appearing in front of him, and he merely accelerated and pulled the motorcycle into a wheelie.
The motorbike crashed into Blades, sending him spinning out of control to crash-land in the park below the bridge.
"Are you okay, Dani?" Blades asked, a large shade of panic firmly set in his voice.
"I'm fine. You filled the cockpit with foam or something, because it's really soft in here."
"Crash landing procedure." Blades replied proudly, while still sounding terrified.
"Well anyway, I'm fine. How about you?" Dani asked, tapping at the console.
"I don't think I can move."
"No! Damn it."
"You get out and call for help. I think...I think I'm going into stasis. I can't feel my tail rotors." Blades said, taking control of the situation.
Dani scrambled out of the slightly cracked canopy and surveyed Blades. He was dug into the ground, his tail rotor snapped and the tail itself buried under motorcycle pieces.
"Oh, Blades. You look terrible, doesn't that hurt?"
"Uh, yes, ah, yes it does. A lot. Ow." Blades replied, his voice cracking at times.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean for that to happen." Dani said sadly, stroking Blades' canopy.
"It's okay. You're still OK, and this isn't anything a few hours in the stasis pod won't fix."
"Thanks. For saving me."
"'S what I do." Blades coughed, before the lights in his cockpit dimmed and faded out.
Dani smiled sadly at the damaged helicopter, then let out a shriek as a meaty hand clamped over her mouth.
"Okay, this is how it's going to work. You don't talk, and you don't get hurt." a gruff voice sounded from behind her. "I am getting away with the score, hear me?"
He released his hand for two seconds and Dani took the opportunity to scream as loud as she could.
"Damn! I thought I told you to shut up!" the thief cursed, banging her on the head roughly.
"Leave her alone!" someone else's voice shouted. For a moment Dani thought it was Blades, but while this voice had Blades' quiver of timidity and sounded a little like him, it was devoid of the mechanical sound she had become so accustomed to.
"Back off, mate." the thief shouted back. "This ain't your probl—AGH!"
He suddenly stopped talking as a hunk of motorbike flew from nowhere and narrowly missed Dani's left ear, but obviously hit the man full in the face. He let go of Dani and staggered back, blood streaming from his nose.
A figure in a white and orange hoodie jumped in, delivering a few punches to the thief, who replied in kind, hitting Dani's rescuer in the face, who took a step back and shook his head. "Hm. That hurt more than I expected it to." he noted.
The thief was in the middle of laughing it off when the newcomer kicked him in the face, sending him flying over to bash his head off Blades' canopy. Dani winced as he slid off onto the ground, apparently unconscious.
Dani herself leant against Blades' side and slumped down into a sitting position exhaustedly.
"I've never done that before." her rescuer said to himself.
"Sorry, who are you?"
"Ah, hi. You don't remember me?" the person said nervously, waving a little bit then hurriedly stuffing his hand back into his hoodie pocket.
Dani squinted up at him, the dust from Blades' crash still making it hard to see.
The person was about her age, maybe a little older, wearing a white hoodie with orange accents and black trousers. He wore some scruffy orange and black trainers, and black gloves. On top of his tousled brown hair sat a pair of green tinted sunglasses.
"Blair? Wha- actually, nevermind. Thanks for saving me like that, Blair." Dani said, a little flabbergasted.
"It really wasn't, uh, much trouble. Um, apart from the punching, and the...yeah." he replied, waving his hand about nervously.
Dani laughed and Blair seemed to calm down a little. "Seeing as, you know, your helicopter's a bit, uhm, stuck right now, would you mind if I hung about for a bit? I'd just feel, uh, feel bad about leaving you alone out here, you know."
Dani smiled and shrugged, a bit helplessly. "Sure. Sure. I could use the company while I'm waiting for my dad and his bot to come and get me."
Blair slapped his forehead and snapped his fingers. "Oh, that's right, um, you're with the Rescue team here. I, uh, forgot that part." He came over and sat next, but not overly too close, to Dani. "This is the copter-bot, isn't it?"
He looked left and right conspiratorially. "Tell you the truth, uh, this one's my favourite."
Dani patted Blades' side plating absently. "Mine too."
Blair laughed, a laugh tinged with nervousness which somehow seemed remarkably familiar yet intensely attractive to Dani.
"Of course he's your favourite, he's your bot, isn't he?"
"There's that, yeah." Dani smiled despite herself. "You know, you're the only person I know who hasn't called him an 'it'. Why's that?" she asked, the thought only occurring to her there.
"Machines have identities, right? A.I.s and things. I just figured he's a he; like, uh, a big, metal, man..."
Dani drifted off as Blair explained. Blades would like this guy, she thought.
Because she definitely did.
