Halo: Life of a Pelican Pilot
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Note: I saw no fics in this website, that shows an abnormal life of a pelican pilot, so I wrote it, enjoy!
Hooch waited for the marines to hop in. She was very bored. Marines always threw insults at her.
"Hop on bastards! What are you waiting for!" she yelled at the marines who were chatting.
"Sorry! Sheesh!" the marines said.
"I'm going to make them barf," Hooch thought, pulling the lift lever.
The pelican ascended, and it flew at full speed. Hooch did loops and dives.
"What are you doing bitch! Are you trying to kill us!" some marines yelled angrilly.
Hooch secretly grinned, and she went to regular speed. After four hours of boring flight, she reached here destination, the desert.
"LZ looks clear! I'm bringing us up!" Hooch said sarcastically.
"Up!" some marines said.
"What do you mean up? I said down!" Hooch replied.
She pulled the lever again, and the pelican descended. All the marines hopped out, and Hooch once again, pulled the lever, and she took a joyflight around the desert. She listened to country music as she flew. As she flew through the desert, she noticed something blue, speeding at her, and there was a speck of purple and brown on the desert.
"Shit! Plasma!" Hooch yelled.
The plasma hit her plane. She couldn't control her plane.
"Damn it! Lost manuvering layers!" she yelled, as the plane sped down.
She ducked, and put her arms above her head.
"BOOOM! SSSSSSS!" the plane crashed, and slid in the sand.
Hooch was brutally beheaded by a piece of metal.
That's all folks!