"Oh," Maria gasped, hands white-knuckled and clutching the seat back in front of her. "What are they doing?"
Not taking her eyes off of the road and the big vehicle she was steering, Emily tried to reassure her dear friend, "Maria, I'm sure they know what they're doing."
Emily had been one of the three women that had volunteered to drive the busses when Max had asked that very early morning, and was now happily behind the wheel for the first time in twenty some years.
Visible from the front of the bus were Alec and Max, both on their motorcycles, who were more or less circling the three slower moving busses. Complete with wheelies, near touching the road turns, swerving in front of one another and otherwise scaring their mothers to death but having the time of their lives.
As if to validate Emily's statement, Max sped past the bus they were in, lifting up one hand in a wave before grabbing her steering wheel with both hands again as she had to swerve to avoid crashing with Alec who had just turned right in front of her. Neither transgenic appeared phased though as they continued their insane driving.
The whole thing was deeply unnerving Maria who had never been the greatest of drivers even in her prime and couldn't even begin to comprehend the reflexes that the transgenics possessed. "I still don't like this, what if a car comes?"
"Around here?" Emily laughed, "Come on, Maria, you've watched enough news with me to know it's near impossible to get sector passes out of big cities, and nobody cares to. Strange town filled roads like this are car-less and have been," she mentally calculated, "for at least the last hour and a half."
Still gripping the chair, Maria muttered, "If our babies crash and die, I'm blaming you for not stopping them."
"Besides," Emily continued cheerfully, "I'm more worried about us. With the crashing and burning, I mean."
At this Maria had to join in her friend's laughter, although she was glad that nobody else on the bus appeared to have heard their driver's comments, as she figured it would alarm some who didn't know Emily so well. However Maria and Emily had been instant friends when they'd first been institutionalized and were still just as close twenty years later. "If there's an uprising on the bus about you being driver, I'm not saving you from the wrath of the masses."
Keeping her eyes carefully trained on the road despite the snails pace all the busses were crawling along at, allowing for the ride to take probably double what it had taken the two transgenics to get there, Emily acknowledged, "Fine, I'll stop joking about this thing toppling over. But only if you stop worrying about Alec and Max, they do seem to know what they're doing."
Grinning at the other woman, Maria managed to make a great show of releasing the chair and setting her hands on her lap, even though Alec and Max were currently out of sight, having sped up the hill they were now slowly ascending. "You've got a deal."