Thanks again to all of the reviewers!

Alright just a quick side note before you read this chapter. READ THIS NOTE! Ambrel made a very good point in their review from yesterday's chapter. I agree with them that between Piper's banishment and Aerrow's banishment last chapter went a little quick. So if you all back track to chapter 6 before reading this chapter, you'll get a few extra laughs, and you might be able to understand parts of this chapter a whole lot better as I added a bit more to it!

Also, I'm trying something new. Up till now this fic has been in Aerrow's POV. This chapter is in Piper's. Tomorrow's chapter should be in Aerrow's, and then after that I think I'll do a chapter or two each in Junko or Stork's POVs so that you can see how they are feeling about being bansihed. Wow, this is a long note...

I do not own the Storm Hawks, they are the property of Nerd Corps.


PIPER

Walking through the halls after being 'banished' by Finn, I finally got to my room, yet I didn't really feel like going in. I mean, who would? There are so many more things I could do today than sit in my room and rot of boredom just because Finn thought that being leader – acting team leader at that – suddenly made him the king of the Condor.

Sitting and rotting in my room, wasn't exactly on my 'to do list' for the day. The only person on this ship that chose to rot in their room doing nothing was Finn. Maybe being sent to your room to rot was an actual punishment of sorts... but I doubt Finn realized it.

Sighing, I began to walk towards my lab.

Even if Finn were to come and check on me, I know that if he found me missing he would go straight to the lab. But really; we're talking about Finn here. He's already shown us one too many times the amount of leadership skills he has. That paired up with his brain power, or lack there of, made him one of the WORST possible people to leave in charge of other people, let alone a squadron.

I know that Finn can have his moments of triumph and can actually say something smart once in a blue moon, but on a day to day basis he was as bad as a skunk in an expensive perfume shop. Not in the sense that he stunk, just that him acting smart would have been just as odd as a skunk being in a perfume shop.

I doubted that the words 'Finn' and 'smart' would be used in the same sentence in the near future.

Opening the door to my lab, I went to my desk and threw a few crystals into a bag, along with the current book I was reading, '101 ways to control your anger, and another 1001 ways to drive dumb blondes mad'. I also threw in a few pencils, my notebook for taking well...notes on crystals, and the log book.

I had always kept and recorded our daily proceedings in the log book for many reasons. It was a good way to remember things such as who we had battled, where we had done recon, what silly antics the boys had been up to, and of course just keeping track of everything we did as a squadron.

Today's entry was going to be something alright.

Besides, I didn't really trust anyone else to keep accurate notes in our log book anyways.

As I headed out the door of the lab, I grabbed my sketchbook on the way out as a last minute edition to my already bulging bag.

I had heard a crash from the bridge as I walked towards my room a few moments ago, but now all that I could hear was yelling and laughing.

It was really strange.

But it reminded me a whole lot about last Christmas...

It was almost the same identical laugh that Finn had received from Aerrow when the remnants of the fruit cake that Radarr had eaten by himself found their way from Radarr's stomach, to Finn's head.

I giggled at the memory as I headed down the hall and towards a door that hardly anyone used anymore but me. You could say that it led to one of my favourite places on the Condor.


Alright, I know this chapter wasn't overly long, but I'm updating once a night despite school and soccer and homework and such, so I think I'm doing okay so far... I guess ... XP

Alright, since I only have a skeleton plot for this fic, I'm going to take a page out of Ambrel's book (hope you don't mind) and try and get a poll running on my profile and give you some options to vote on regarding how you all would like to see this fic end. I'll give you several options, probably allow you to make a max of two choices. I'll also have an 'other' category that you can vote on. But be warned, if you vote 'other' I'll be expecting you to drop me a line and give me your ideas!

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