6. Fifteen, part four
The back-up crafts were just about the scariest thing that Gantu had ever laid eyes on. But still, here he was, engaging the five of them. Already, one had been hit and destroyed. Gantu looked around him, trying to find the other crafts. They were there. Gantu seemed only a little relaxed, and then turned forward again to see a back-up coming right towards him, plasma cannons beginning to lower from the front of the craft. Not really thinking, Gantu quickly pulled back the trigger on the joystick. A single shot hit the curved wing of the back-up. The cannon withdrew, and the five of them made a wide turn and starting heading back from where they came.
"Nice one!" Juska said over the radio.
Gantu didn't respond. He was practically traumatized.
-
They landed back at the academy. A lot of personnel were waiting, wanting to see what had happened during the engagement and see what was the status on the crafts. Once there, Juska walked over to Gantu. "You alright?"
"Yeah," he murmured in response.
Then someone walked over. It was the captain that had sent them to the crafts in the first place. He didn't look sorry at all.
"How many did we loose? One? Did any of you fire and hit?" He questioned.
"Gantu and the other guy did. I was trying to get one off of my tail," Juska said, giving Gantu a shove.
The Captain ignored her. He briskly walked away, leaving the two alone. Gantu was looking at the floor in front of him, trying run things over. Once he thought about, it wasn't scary at all. It got his Adrenaline running. After much time of silence, Juska finally nudged him.
"You okay over there?" She asked.
"Yeah," he answered and walked away.
Behind him, Juska exhaled and turned to look at some maintenance guy checking her craft. She could see where the laser really had chipped some of the gray paint off of the right wing. The guy winked at her, and she growled in response.
-
Gantu was yet again in his dormitory, listening to music. It was just about the only thing that there was to do other than drills, simulators, classes and exercises. His roommate was gone, probably doing more studying for once. Gantu basically knew everything. It was so easy. Over the sound of the rock playing, Gantu could hear someone knocking on the door. Before he even turned down the music, someone opened the door.
"Hey," Juska said, peeking in. "Are you going to be doing this for the rest of the three years?"
Gantu mumbled something that couldn't be heard. Juska slowly stepped in and crouched down on the floor. Using all four arms, she tried to lift him up but only succeeded in moving him up a few inches. After that, she stood up and began jumping up and down on his back. Every time she landed, he made a grunting noise, obviously not liking the feeling.
"Gantu!" She whined, and hopped back down so her face was level to his. "Let's do something! Want to go and distract people studying? You know I ALWAYS do the dares you tell me to, no matter how stupid they are!"
He didn't reply but moved a little so he could look at her with one eye. It looked like he didn't want to by the look in them.
She weakly smiled. "I'll go up to someone and. . . bite their shoulder!"
This trick didn't work. Usually, he'd burst out laughing because of an 'incident' that happened from that dare awhile ago. It didn't need explaining. This time, he only buried his face back into the covers and answered in a muffled voice, "I don't feel like it."
"Gantu?" She poked the horns on the side of his head. "Gantu!"
Poke. Poke. Poke.
"What is it?" He annoyingly growled, and sat up.
She smiled. "Is that a yes?"
"No!" He growled in response. "You are so frustrating today!"
Gantu practically dived back down unto the bed. For a moment, Juska just looked at him with her eyebrows raised, and then slowly began to look very unhappy. "I'm frustrating?"
Muffled, he responded. "Must I spell it out for you? You never know when to quit."
Juska hopped on the bed again, and tried to pull him back up. This time, she threw him backwards so he was lying on his back. Gantu was a bit surprised, not knowing she was that strong. Four arms probably did help. She pointed an accusing finger at him. "You say I'm frustrating? What about you? You've been so annoying for the longest time! Sure, that incident out in the primary's might have been shaky, but it's two weeks! I've been trying to be nice to you so you could just do something other than sit here and listen to music. And this song is trash anyway!"
He didn't expect that comment. "At least I didn't get all emotional on you. I was trying to be nice by not telling you to just get lost."
"YOU were being nice? Gantu! Think a moment," Juska snapped, "Since I've known you, I was always the friend. I helped you out. When I thought something was wrong, I tried to make it better. I was nice, I just wanted to be a good friend and try to tell you everything and do anything for you that will make you happy. But you never were."
Gantu's eyes turned a lighter shade. They always did that when he got angry.
"Oh, so now I'm not a good friend?" He questioned.
"No, you aren't," she responded, "I try to be so nice to you. But you never seem to care what I and the others think. We're just items to you. The reason why you still hang around is so you can catch some sympathy. We try to make you laugh or happy, but instead you try to pull off looking depressed."
Gantu was now at the point of breaking something. He opened his mouth to say something, and then there was a creaking noise. His roommate stepped in, and looked around dumbly. He slowly inched back outside. "I'll be going now."
"No," Juska spat, "I was just leaving."
As she walked by the roommate, she gave Gantu one last glare and slammed the door, nearly slamming it on the tail of Gantu's roommate. There was a long silence, and finally Gantu growled and grabbed the CD player, throwing it onto the wall. There was a huge bang and crackle as the metal was forced apart and scattered devices rolled across the floor.
-
Weeks later, it was happening again. All three of the pilots that went out to 'scare' the back-ups off were now recognized. Gantu, Juska and the other guy had been the first in the academy to actually engage for that year. It almost never happened. It was good but bad. The good thing was the Gantu and the others would probably receive their license to fly crafts early. The bad thing, or at least to Gantu, was that Juska had to spend more time with him.
Ever since that one night in his room, there was this really long silence between them every time they had to be next to each other like in classes or something. That third guy, his name was Fenris, was constantly trying to strike up a conversation. Fenris was in his third year. He was near as tall as Gantu, was dark blue and looked like a dog or something on hind legs with a lion tail. And they were all waiting to go into the simulator. Juska and Gantu had to sit next to each other because all other seats were taken.
"So," Fenris coughed, "How are you two crazy kids getting along?"
"Okay," Gantu quickly stated.
Juska just mumbled something in response, and there was a longer silence. The canopy to the simulator opened and Gantu and Juska both stood up at the same time. Juska managed to get there first, and as the canopy was closing, gave Gantu an expectant glare, like he was going to go into a rage. When it had fully clothed Fenris raised an eyebrow at Gantu.
"When we were flying, you acted like you cared about what happened to her, and she did the same with you," he said, "So what's with the sudden change in atmosphere?"
"Do you think I would be a good friend?" Gantu asked.
Fenris shrugged. "It's only been four weeks. How should I know?"
"Well," Gantu continued, "She said I just stay around her so I could get some sympathy and I don't care anything about what she thinks."
Fenris thought for a moment before answering, "Maybe you should listen to her. She's right."
"Say that again?" Gantu asked, not sure if he heard correctly.
"You try to act so much depressed. I can tell by the look you have," Fenris said.
Gantu didn't reply. He didn't want to say it out loud, but was thinking 'yeah, you might be a little depressed when you were abused and can never do anything right for someone.' A few minutes later, Juska emerged from the simulator. As she got the results, and Gantu was readying himself for the simulator, he heard over the sound of the canopy closing 'you hold the highest score for you three' and was suddenly determined to get a better score.
The lights inside of the cockpit turned on, and the screen or 'windshield' lit up. It was a computer generated, and was instead of in space but on a planet. It was a desert or canyon, and Gantu liked it better than being in space. Out of the corner of his eye, Gantu could see a computer generated craft coming his way and immediately turned and shot it right out of the sky angrily.
-
More crafts were coming from the enemy. By now, Gantu, Juska and Fenris were favorites of the captains. Yet again, they set out. Gantu wasn't worried at all, and neither was anyone else. The normal procedure of leaving the Academy took place, and the three flew in formation towards the oncoming crafts. Gantu and Juska purposely got on either side of Fenris so they'd be father away from each other.
TBC
A/N – Well, zat was zat. I have bad news. I can't watch Lilo and Stitch enough to know what happens in episodes because of Soccer starting. Practice is looong... but fun! So, I won't be updating as much as you can see. Review!!!
The back-up crafts were just about the scariest thing that Gantu had ever laid eyes on. But still, here he was, engaging the five of them. Already, one had been hit and destroyed. Gantu looked around him, trying to find the other crafts. They were there. Gantu seemed only a little relaxed, and then turned forward again to see a back-up coming right towards him, plasma cannons beginning to lower from the front of the craft. Not really thinking, Gantu quickly pulled back the trigger on the joystick. A single shot hit the curved wing of the back-up. The cannon withdrew, and the five of them made a wide turn and starting heading back from where they came.
"Nice one!" Juska said over the radio.
Gantu didn't respond. He was practically traumatized.
-
They landed back at the academy. A lot of personnel were waiting, wanting to see what had happened during the engagement and see what was the status on the crafts. Once there, Juska walked over to Gantu. "You alright?"
"Yeah," he murmured in response.
Then someone walked over. It was the captain that had sent them to the crafts in the first place. He didn't look sorry at all.
"How many did we loose? One? Did any of you fire and hit?" He questioned.
"Gantu and the other guy did. I was trying to get one off of my tail," Juska said, giving Gantu a shove.
The Captain ignored her. He briskly walked away, leaving the two alone. Gantu was looking at the floor in front of him, trying run things over. Once he thought about, it wasn't scary at all. It got his Adrenaline running. After much time of silence, Juska finally nudged him.
"You okay over there?" She asked.
"Yeah," he answered and walked away.
Behind him, Juska exhaled and turned to look at some maintenance guy checking her craft. She could see where the laser really had chipped some of the gray paint off of the right wing. The guy winked at her, and she growled in response.
-
Gantu was yet again in his dormitory, listening to music. It was just about the only thing that there was to do other than drills, simulators, classes and exercises. His roommate was gone, probably doing more studying for once. Gantu basically knew everything. It was so easy. Over the sound of the rock playing, Gantu could hear someone knocking on the door. Before he even turned down the music, someone opened the door.
"Hey," Juska said, peeking in. "Are you going to be doing this for the rest of the three years?"
Gantu mumbled something that couldn't be heard. Juska slowly stepped in and crouched down on the floor. Using all four arms, she tried to lift him up but only succeeded in moving him up a few inches. After that, she stood up and began jumping up and down on his back. Every time she landed, he made a grunting noise, obviously not liking the feeling.
"Gantu!" She whined, and hopped back down so her face was level to his. "Let's do something! Want to go and distract people studying? You know I ALWAYS do the dares you tell me to, no matter how stupid they are!"
He didn't reply but moved a little so he could look at her with one eye. It looked like he didn't want to by the look in them.
She weakly smiled. "I'll go up to someone and. . . bite their shoulder!"
This trick didn't work. Usually, he'd burst out laughing because of an 'incident' that happened from that dare awhile ago. It didn't need explaining. This time, he only buried his face back into the covers and answered in a muffled voice, "I don't feel like it."
"Gantu?" She poked the horns on the side of his head. "Gantu!"
Poke. Poke. Poke.
"What is it?" He annoyingly growled, and sat up.
She smiled. "Is that a yes?"
"No!" He growled in response. "You are so frustrating today!"
Gantu practically dived back down unto the bed. For a moment, Juska just looked at him with her eyebrows raised, and then slowly began to look very unhappy. "I'm frustrating?"
Muffled, he responded. "Must I spell it out for you? You never know when to quit."
Juska hopped on the bed again, and tried to pull him back up. This time, she threw him backwards so he was lying on his back. Gantu was a bit surprised, not knowing she was that strong. Four arms probably did help. She pointed an accusing finger at him. "You say I'm frustrating? What about you? You've been so annoying for the longest time! Sure, that incident out in the primary's might have been shaky, but it's two weeks! I've been trying to be nice to you so you could just do something other than sit here and listen to music. And this song is trash anyway!"
He didn't expect that comment. "At least I didn't get all emotional on you. I was trying to be nice by not telling you to just get lost."
"YOU were being nice? Gantu! Think a moment," Juska snapped, "Since I've known you, I was always the friend. I helped you out. When I thought something was wrong, I tried to make it better. I was nice, I just wanted to be a good friend and try to tell you everything and do anything for you that will make you happy. But you never were."
Gantu's eyes turned a lighter shade. They always did that when he got angry.
"Oh, so now I'm not a good friend?" He questioned.
"No, you aren't," she responded, "I try to be so nice to you. But you never seem to care what I and the others think. We're just items to you. The reason why you still hang around is so you can catch some sympathy. We try to make you laugh or happy, but instead you try to pull off looking depressed."
Gantu was now at the point of breaking something. He opened his mouth to say something, and then there was a creaking noise. His roommate stepped in, and looked around dumbly. He slowly inched back outside. "I'll be going now."
"No," Juska spat, "I was just leaving."
As she walked by the roommate, she gave Gantu one last glare and slammed the door, nearly slamming it on the tail of Gantu's roommate. There was a long silence, and finally Gantu growled and grabbed the CD player, throwing it onto the wall. There was a huge bang and crackle as the metal was forced apart and scattered devices rolled across the floor.
-
Weeks later, it was happening again. All three of the pilots that went out to 'scare' the back-ups off were now recognized. Gantu, Juska and the other guy had been the first in the academy to actually engage for that year. It almost never happened. It was good but bad. The good thing was the Gantu and the others would probably receive their license to fly crafts early. The bad thing, or at least to Gantu, was that Juska had to spend more time with him.
Ever since that one night in his room, there was this really long silence between them every time they had to be next to each other like in classes or something. That third guy, his name was Fenris, was constantly trying to strike up a conversation. Fenris was in his third year. He was near as tall as Gantu, was dark blue and looked like a dog or something on hind legs with a lion tail. And they were all waiting to go into the simulator. Juska and Gantu had to sit next to each other because all other seats were taken.
"So," Fenris coughed, "How are you two crazy kids getting along?"
"Okay," Gantu quickly stated.
Juska just mumbled something in response, and there was a longer silence. The canopy to the simulator opened and Gantu and Juska both stood up at the same time. Juska managed to get there first, and as the canopy was closing, gave Gantu an expectant glare, like he was going to go into a rage. When it had fully clothed Fenris raised an eyebrow at Gantu.
"When we were flying, you acted like you cared about what happened to her, and she did the same with you," he said, "So what's with the sudden change in atmosphere?"
"Do you think I would be a good friend?" Gantu asked.
Fenris shrugged. "It's only been four weeks. How should I know?"
"Well," Gantu continued, "She said I just stay around her so I could get some sympathy and I don't care anything about what she thinks."
Fenris thought for a moment before answering, "Maybe you should listen to her. She's right."
"Say that again?" Gantu asked, not sure if he heard correctly.
"You try to act so much depressed. I can tell by the look you have," Fenris said.
Gantu didn't reply. He didn't want to say it out loud, but was thinking 'yeah, you might be a little depressed when you were abused and can never do anything right for someone.' A few minutes later, Juska emerged from the simulator. As she got the results, and Gantu was readying himself for the simulator, he heard over the sound of the canopy closing 'you hold the highest score for you three' and was suddenly determined to get a better score.
The lights inside of the cockpit turned on, and the screen or 'windshield' lit up. It was a computer generated, and was instead of in space but on a planet. It was a desert or canyon, and Gantu liked it better than being in space. Out of the corner of his eye, Gantu could see a computer generated craft coming his way and immediately turned and shot it right out of the sky angrily.
-
More crafts were coming from the enemy. By now, Gantu, Juska and Fenris were favorites of the captains. Yet again, they set out. Gantu wasn't worried at all, and neither was anyone else. The normal procedure of leaving the Academy took place, and the three flew in formation towards the oncoming crafts. Gantu and Juska purposely got on either side of Fenris so they'd be father away from each other.
TBC
A/N – Well, zat was zat. I have bad news. I can't watch Lilo and Stitch enough to know what happens in episodes because of Soccer starting. Practice is looong... but fun! So, I won't be updating as much as you can see. Review!!!
