Tully and Hitch watched from afar as Sgt. Maclain climbed into his jeep, "You sure you fixed it?" Asked Tully.
Hitch nodded and they waited expectantly as Maclain carefully backed out of the motor pool and then turned around, he gently pressed down on the gas and the jeep suddenly jumped forward roaring as it sped down the street. He stomped on the brakes and came to a screeching halt, several people stared and others laughed as he slowly got out red-faced and angry.
"Alright, who did this!" He yelled looking around.
No one answered and Hitch elbowed Tully and they quietly snuck away, once they had made their way back to their room they fell against each other laughing, "I wish I had a picture of his face as he went speeding down the road!" Hitch chuckled mimicking Maclain's expression. This brought on more laughter and they wiped their eyes.
Tully grinned and then sighed, "Think we carried it a bit far?" He asked.
"With Sour Face Maclain? Never."
Someone knocked on their door and they jumped up to answer it, Tully peeped through a small crack and nodded, "It's Sarge," he said. Hitch opened the door and Tully joined him, Troy stood there staring at them.
"You wouldn't happen to know who rigged Sgt. Maclain's jeep would you?" He asked looking pointedly at both of them.
"Who, us?" Asked Hitch innocently, "Why Sarge, I should think you'd have more trust in us, and anyway, there's no proof."
Troy shook his head, "Well, I guess he had it coming anyhow." He winked and then strode off.
The privates watched and then elbowed each other again, "Wonder what else we can do to 'ol Maclain..." Tully wondered as he closed the door.