I wasn't expecting this to have a second part, but *shrug* Mason wanted his turn. :D XD Dick protested the whole time I was editing (if I'm not wrong, he's still sulking in the back; but he'll live) every side needs to be shown. Also, if the last chapter was confusing, here's the basics:

There's point A, B, and C. Dick and Mason are going from point A to point C. Dick has never passed point B before, so when he does, he jokingly screams 'I'm lost.' (Totally wasn't inspired by something I did... ;)


Commander,

First off, if I know my old squad mate (and presumably I should), he would have tried to get his in first (and I let him think that, but not today) hence the need for you to read this.

I am here to tell you what really happened. And, now that I think about it, I'm beginning to wonder if this was all pre-planned.

You and I both know he has a record for previous stuff like this. Honestly it's a wonder the whole GAR doesn't know about him. He's just about as delirious as Skywalker (of course, we'll just keep that between ourselves).

As you are a sensible man, if you haven't read his chapter yet, read it first. Then, that way, you will know how out-of-proportion he probably told it to you. This can wait until you do.


Read it? Good.

Here's what really happened.


About noonish yesterday, Dick had asked me if I could take him back to the Army barracks for some of his old gear he wanted to take with him for his next mission. I had said sure and asked him when he needed it. He had replied, 'Oh, just within the next couple of days. When's the earliest you could take me given your schedule?'

Naturally, being the pal I am, I told him the next morning. Next morning, we met up and got on our way. I asked him where it was, he plugged in the coordinates, and we went on our merry way. I didn't noticed anything off.

We were halfway there, though, when suddenly Dick screamed bloody-murder!

Then he shrieked, 'I'm lost.'

Of all the kark'n tricks to play on a guy.

What happened was he screamed and I freaked, jerking on the wheel a little. Truth be told, we were lucky we didn't crash. I glare at him and the next thing I knew, he was roaring hysterically in laughter! Literally, there were tears starting to flood the man as he was cackling in the seat next to me. But then, as he's wiping his eyes, he leans forward to the dashboard and says, 'Oh that was classic! I gotta see that again'!

I don't know where he gets this stuff, but he pulls out one of those action cams! You know the tiny ones that are used on hiking, camping, or anything extreme cameras? Yeah, one of those. Then he replays it as I'm trying to drive.

Knowing him, in his own letter he probably said something about me trying to throttle him? He wasn't exaggerating. I nearly did but refrained (lucky for him...but we were on the ground at my first opportunity and there were a group of cute chicks walking by so I had to play it smooth; kriff it)

Anyway, we arrived. Dick got what he needed before he got to say bye to some of the guys he knew and we started heading back...Oh, he didn't tell you about this part? Imagine that! Leaving out half the fun! Oh just wait, it gets better.

See, Dick - being Dick - started smack talking on the way back. It had started with a simple conversation about his favorite hockey team the Taris Titans and how they could troll my team any time or day. And as everyone who truly knows me knows that the Mando Mavericks can do no wrong in mine sight. Obviously, there were some words exchanged, both heated and mocking...so then we got the idea to listen in on the game since those two teams just so happened to be conveniently playing each other at that exact moment.

The score was lopsided heavily (with his team at the head at that point. But that's okay. That was then. We know the end) so he started smack talking. I took it silently (plotting his inevitable death...though either of sheer pleasure (AKA tickle torture) or torment (AKA being dumped head-first in the trashcan), I couldn't decide)

It's funny how things work out when someone jinxes himself...and at the oddest of timing too. See, we had just passed the near-exact point that this whole disaster had started when suddenly the comm announcer started screeching that the tide had turned in the game and that the other team (my boys) were winning.

It was then it happened to flash in my mind what he had done before...so I did the same. I myself let out a loud shriek and once again jerked on the wheel (on purpose this time). This time, he freaked.

Ah, that murderous look on his face afterwards. Hehe, the good part is he had left the cam recorder on the whole time so he couldn't delete it until he edited it...which he knew nothing about since he always got someone else to do it for him. But he wouldn't dare pass on this record, not without risking exposure of the fact that his own trick was played on him.

Luckily, in this instance, he pride was a force to be reckoned with so the rest of the trip was as it started.

Silent.

Now, because I'm such a nice person, I won't press any charges against my dear friend; my retaliation and his private humiliation was enough.

Thank you for you time in reading this.

-Mason.


Sighing to himself, Titan sat back in his chair, staring off into space. Though Dick and Mason were both quite a handful, it wasn't the end. There was one other letter he had yet to read. As no triangle is complete without its third point, neither were there going to be just two notes from the bunch. Hence, Viper had his share to say on the matter since he was obviously told what had happened from both sides.

He rubbed his eyes tiredly.

The things I put up with from these boys, he mused.

But, without a moments hesitation, he opened Viper's side of the story...and was surprised to see it was merely two lines.

Commander Titan,

As undoubtedly you have been dealing with those two children, thank you for putting up with this; my condolences.


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Thus ends this mini-arc! :) Thanks to everyone who reviewed! :D

This story is inspired by viewers like you, thank you... (come on, I know it's cheesy, but you should know that commercial. It's the one they used to show on PBS way back when)

Btw, if it's too hard to see what Dick looks like on just the cover, I posted the cover on Pixilart.