Y is for Yard Sale
Boredom and smokejumpers were a terrible combination in the best of situations, but when add you a near overdose of caffeine things on base really started to go sideways.
The current misadventure had begun with a grateful visitor had dropped off a care package to thank the Air Attack team for locating their kid, who had wandered away from their campsite on their last trip. Unfortunately for everyone, the grateful parent in question was the an executive at a local soda manufacturing company and so instead of bringing the normal offering of homemade cookies, he brought several bottles of their newest energy drink…which the smokejumpers had insisted on pounding down with dinner…
It wasn't until the next morning when Cabbie attempted to get the first pot of coffee going, when the full consequences of last night's revelry became clear. As far as any of the aircraft could tell, the smokejumpers had tried to 'clean' the storage sheds and spare hanger. The sear amount of stuff that was moved did help explain clanks and thuds that had reverberated through the base last night, sadly it seemed that smokejumpers had only enough energy to pull everything out and leave it in haphazard piles on the tarmac before the caffeine and sugar crash hit.
Cabbie was still trying to figure out how to make his way across the minefield stuff so that he could get to the main hanger, when Blade got up for his morning patrol. The fire chief took one look at the chaos he kicked himself into a hover. Moments later, the helicopter landed heavily on the roof of the smokejumper's hanger. By the squawks that came from inside, he probably woke the whole lot of gravel munchers.
"Dynamite."
"Yes." The ATV yawned as she peeked through hanger door, a response which didn't improve Blade's mood.
"I don't care whose stuff it is, whose idea it was to move it, or why they thought it was a good idea, you will get this yard sale off my tarmac before I get back from the morning patrol."
With that Blade took off and headed in the direction of the lodge…probably to see if he could scare up his own morning cup of Joe…leaving Cabbie still trying to figure how he was going to get to the hanger to get his own pot of coffee.
Term- Yard Sale- When a firefighter leaves their crap everywhere they are leaving a yard sale for everyone else to clean up. These types of yard sales tend to happen in communal spaces such as the base or the transport vehicle, but can be done where ever a bunch of firefighters are located.