After narrowly escaping a run-in with the law due to their egg-covered truck, the androids resumed their journey with a sense of caution lingering in the air. Android 17, now back behind the wheel, remained on high alert, wary of further antics from Android 18, who was itching for a chance to take control.
"I want to drive now," declared Android 18 abruptly, her eyes fixed on the road ahead.
Android 17 glanced at her warily. "And what if I say no? Are you going to start throwing more eggs at me?"
Android 18 smirked devilishly. "Maybe."
Android 21, sensing the brewing conflict, intervened diplomatically. "Why don't we rotate drivers again? I'll give it a try."
The other androids exchanged uncertain glances, but eventually, they acquiesced to Android 21's suggestion. Android 17 reluctantly relinquished the driver's seat, hoping for the best.
As Android 21 settled into the driver's seat, she adjusted the mirrors and cautiously started the engine. The truck lurched forward, causing a collective gasp from the passengers.
"Steady there, 21," urged Android 16, gripping the armrest for stability.
"I'm doing my best!" replied Android 21, her voice tinged with nervousness.
Android 17 watched from the backseat, his skepticism growing with each passing moment. Android 18, ever the provocateur, couldn't resist needling him.
"Feeling regretful yet, 17? Maybe you should've let me drive," teased Android 18.
"I'd rather not have eggs thrown at me again," muttered Android 17 under his breath.
Meanwhile, Android 21 struggled to navigate the twists and turns of the road, her driving skills leaving much to be desired. The truck swerved unpredictably, causing Android 16 to grip the dashboard in alarm.
"Perhaps a gentler touch on the accelerator, 21," advised Android 16, trying to remain composed.
Android 21 nodded, her focus intensifying as she attempted to regain control of the vehicle. Android 17 and Android 18 exchanged a glance, silently acknowledging their shared apprehension.
Just when it seemed like Android 21 was getting the hang of it, disaster struck. The truck veered too close to the edge of the road, narrowly avoiding a collision with a roadside barrier.
"Whoa, watch out!" exclaimed Android 18, her eyes wide with alarm.
Android 21 let out a frustrated sigh, her confidence waning. "I'm sorry, everyone. I'm not cut out for this."
Android 17, unable to contain himself any longer, spoke up. "Maybe it's time to switch back. Before we end up in a ditch."
Reluctantly, Android 21 pulled over to the side of the road, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment. Android 18 couldn't resist a smirk.
"Told you so," she quipped, earning a sharp look from Android 21.
Android 16, ever the voice of reason, tried to reassure her. "It's alright, 21. Driving takes practice."
With Android 21 safely back in the passenger seat, Android 17 resumed his role as the driver, a mixture of relief and exasperation evident on his face.
"Let's just stick to what works, shall we?" remarked Android 17, his tone laced with sarcasm.