I don't own GI Joe characters. This is another short and silly pointless fic.
The Race Is On
"I can't believe you talked me into this," Low Light groaned.
"Come on Low Light I need a partner!" Lifeline told him.
"I'm gonna die," Low Light sighed.
"Get ready to lose kid," Doc cackled. "Bazooka and I have got you beat!"
"Don't bet on it old man," Lifeline taunted back.
"You're both gonna go down, right Shipwreck?" Bree told them.
"You better believe it baby!" Shipwreck taunted. "Bring it on!"
"Oh it's been brought on!" Lifeline snapped.
"Can I at least have a minute to make out a will or something?" Low Light asked as they got ready.
"Heat one!" Quick Kick called out. "Contestants on your marks…"
"I wanna lollypop," Bazooka said.
"After the race," Doc told him. He strapped him onto the gurney. Shipwreck and Low Light were also on their respective gurneys.
"Get Set…" Quick Kick called out. "GO!"
In a flash the medics shoved their gurneys along at lightning speeds while several Joes cheered them on.
"Welcome everyone to the first annual Gurney Races!" Quick Kick called out. "It's Bree in the lead followed by Doc and Lifeline in dead last!"
"Not for long!" Lifeline called out as they sped down the halls.
"Yeah right!" Doc shouted.
"WHAHOOO!" Shipwreck called out. "This is great!"
"Yeah if you like seeing your life pass before your eyes," Low Light felt queasy as they dodged orange traffic cones through the hallways.
"Why don't you boys go home?" Bree taunted. "I've got you guys beat!"
"In your dreams!" Lifeline shouted.
"BANZAI!" Doc screamed at the top of his lungs as the gurney dodged through the halls.
"Ha!" Bree called out. "Is that the best you slowpokes can do? Huh?"
"SEE YA BABY!" Lifeline and Low Light passed her. "EAT MY DUST!"
"Who'd have thought that Lifeline had a split personality?" Low Light muttered to himself. "Mild mannered pacifist medic by day, insane speed demon maniac by night!"
"YEAHOOOO!" Lifeline shouted as they rounded a sharp corner.
"Lifeline?" Low Light gulped. "Lifeline are you in there?" Lifeline continued to laugh maniacally. "Okay Mr. Crazy Person can I speak to Lifeline now?"
"And now it's Lifeline in the lead," Quick Kick called out. "Followed by Bree and Doc in dead last."
"Can we stop now?" Bazooka whined.
"No!" Doc told him. "Hang on!"
"There's not enough lollypops in the world that's worth this," Bazooka moaned.
"We're gonna win!" Lifeline whooped.
"I'm gonna die!" Low Light whimpered.
"What the heck is going on here?" Beach Head and Duke rounded the corner, right into Lifeline's path.
"OUTTA THE WAY!" Low Light shouted. "MANIAC COMING THROUGH!"
Duke managed to jump out of the way. Beach Head was not as lucky. The next thing he knew he was clinging to the gurney on top of Low Light for dear life. "HELP!"
"Why Beach Head I never knew you cared," Low Light quipped.
"HELP ME!" Beach Head shouted as the gurney wheeled wildly down the hall.
"You guys knock it off!" Duke shouted. "You know you're not supposed to be racing in the halls!"
"Get off Beach Head you're slowing us down!" Lifeline snapped. "You're too heavy! I can't control it at this speed!" The other two had caught up. The gurney twisted to the side and before the other two could do anything their gurneys had collided with Lifeline's.
"HEY!"
"HELP!"
"LOOK OUT!"
"WIPEOUT!"
"AAAGGHHH!"
Duke and the other Joes ran down the hall and witnessed a huge pile up.
"Did I win?" Bree asked.
"Any body get the number of that semi?" Shipwreck moaned.
"Mommy?" Bazooka whimpered.
"Wow look at all the pretty stars," Low Light spoke in a funny voice.
"My brain hurts…." Lifeline blinked.
"Who put that wall there?" Beach Head moaned.
"Medic…" Doc whimpered.
"That's it," Duke sighed. "You medics have way too much time on your hands!"
