(AN) This story will most likely be the quickest to update as the story is reaching the climax but I am in need of suggestions from you the viewers. In the later chapter(cough chapter 16 and chapter 17 cough) I need suggestions for a car model to be the President and a model of a small jet plane with a description of what it will look like. The only restrictions on the jet model is that it has to be smaller than a jet liner. PM or review with your suggestions and your name and I will give you credit for the model when it appears in the chapter. Now on with the story.
After an hour of meeting the other competitors I was tired from driving around and heading back to tent. It was getting dark so I could only see where the overhead floodlights shone. I was turning a dark corner to turn into the aisle with my tent when I suddenly ran into someone who was turning the corner as well.
"oh I'm sorry I didn't see you."
"it's all right no harm no foul."
The feminine voice took me off guard but when she rolled into the light I nearly had an engine attack because she was a sukhoi su-25 frogfoot. We both stood there in awkward silence before one of twins shouted over to us.
"Get a room you two."
"Quiet Ned!"
When we both said that in unison we could hear Ned laughing his tail-fin off.
"want to scare him?"
"let's do it."
We both crept around in the dark until we spotted Ned laughing with his brother Zed. I silently brought out two of my sidewinders making sure they were unarmed when she saw me bring out my sidewinders she got the idea and brought out two sidewinders of her own while making sure they were disarmed. We waited until the twins had their backs to us before we slowly rolled up behind them.
"Ned that was hilarious."
"I agree Zed. We should do that more often."
"you two think it's funny to mess with other planes?"
At the sound of my voice the twins froze and slowly turned around. When they saw the two of us with mad expressions and our missiles out they both released a high pitch girly scream.
"Boo!"
The twins ran as fast as they could back to Ripslinger's tent in fear leaving behind a dust cloud of themselves. Once they were out of earshot we both broke into a fit of laughter while at the same time putting our sidewinders away.
"the look on their faces was priceless."
"I will have to agree with you on that."
"by the way. My name is Jet Jetstream."
"my name is Natalie Dust."
"well Natalie it was a pleasure meeting you and also I'm sorry for running into you."
"it was a pleasure meeting you to Jet and I believe I was at fault because I wasn't paying attention to where I was going."
"how about this. We were both at faults so truce?"
"truce."
We stood there for a few awkward seconds then out of nowhere a cricket started chirping making it even more awkward.
"well I guess I'll see you in the qualifiers Natalie."
"and I you."
With that we left for our tents to rest for the qualifiers.