A Dream Worth Fighting For

by the white princess

Dusty Crophopper had dreamed of racing in the Wings around the Globe race since she was a little girl. She just had one small problem, even though she had been flying for years she was afraid of heights. But with the help of her friends and the town's war vet turned flying instructor that might not be such a big problem after all. Fem Dusty Humanized Characters.

4. Chapter 4

"This is Dusty Crophopper to Chug. Over" Dusty repeated over her radio as she flew around Propwash waiting for Chug to answer. Normally as soon as work ended Dusty would land and meet up with Chug, getting a quick bite to eat before hitting the skies again for practice. However today Dusty was far too excited, wanting to head straight into practice rather than have a rest. The reason for this excitement was that in 3 days time Dusty would be one step closer to achieving her dream, she would be taking part in a qualifier for The Wings Around the Globe.

When she found out that the qualifier would be taking place in the city closest to them Dusty had been ecstatic, immediately reading up on the rules and regulations to see if she would be able to race with her current plane. After reading ever rule twice just in case she had misread something Dusty found no rule saying that a crop duster couldn't fly and signed up that day. Her happiest moment though was when her confirmation email arrived telling her that she had been successful in joining the contestants and that they couldn't wait to meet her; the whole time she had been reading the email she had been clutching onto her Ripslinger pillow to contain her nerves. Dusty couldn't believe it, her dreams were now closer than they ever were before; which was why she needed to train more if she wanted to have a chance of winning the qualifier and making it into the race.

"Uh, Chug isn't here. Come on use the new call sign." Chug finally replied over the radio along with a small bang that sounded like something falling over. Dusty had asked Chug to be her coach the day she had found out she would be taking part in the qualifier, knowing that she wouldn't be able to do well on her own; after all she could only see what was in front of her inside the cockpit not her plane itself, if she was doing something wrong then she would need a man on the ground watching what she was doing and telling her what she was doing wrong. Chug might not know anything about flying aside from what was in his 'Air Racing for Dummies' manual but he was her best friend and Dusty couldn't think of anyone else she would rather have as a coach.

"Right. This is Strut Jetstream calling Turbo Coach Truck-Zilla." Dusty told him as she held back a laugh at the names. She and Chug had come up with them one night after they had spent a few hours at 'Honkers' and gone over to Dusty's hanger to watch the recording she had of the 'Top 10 Plane Crashes'. It had been an in the moment affair, coming up with what could possibly be the most ridiculous names that they could have, though Dusty did like the last name Jetstream it made her sound so much cooler than she actually was. It wasn't until the next day during practice that Chug had decided to call her Strut, Dusty had though that Chug would have forgotten all about the names after he had slept off his drinks but that hadn't been the case and so the tradition began; with the two using their new call signs whenever they communicated on the radio. "Ready for practice?"

"You batcha Strut!"