A/N: This one features Todd and Kurt, two of my favorite characters. I think I did pretty good on this one, the writing style is nice at least, and I hope you all like it.
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JET/FLY
Todd curled his fingers so that they dug deeper into the seat, letting himself sink as far into the leather as he could. Golden eyes were clenched shut in a failed attempt to block out his surroundings and pretend that he wasn't actually there.
There was a sharp jerk and Todd found his body being flung to the left, held in place only by the seat-belt that he had very nearly forgotten to put on. The first jerk was followed by severel more, in the oppisite direction, before the movement evened out. Unfortunatly it was too late for Todd to keep his stomache calm.
Todd glanced at the clock on the wall, three more minutes and he would be free. Just a few more minutes...He turned his head slightly so that he could face the window, only to force his eyes closed seconds afterwards to stop the blurring colors from making him sick. Well, sicker than he already was.
Returning to the one position that he had deemed 'safe', the young mutant once more sunk as far into the seat as he could, his eyes firmly shut. He could hear the roar of the engines slow down, then there were more jerks and swerves followed by a brief period where a siren went off, someone shouted, there was another jerk and then with a 'thud' he was back on the ground.
The plane hit the ground and Todd practically threw himself out of the seat, slammed into Evan, and forced his way out of the door and onto solid ground. He sat there for a few minutes trying to his head back on straight, when the object of his torture came over to him grinning. "Vell Todd, vhat did you think?" Todd gathered up as much energy as he had left and put it all into a scowl. If Kurt ever, ever asked him to go on one the 'practice flights' again, he was going to slime him.