POI Independence day crossover fusion fic #19: And Away We Go
TITLE: And Away We Go
AUTHOR: whomii2
DISCLAIMER: do not own
After changing into flightsuits, they made their way into the cockpit of the captured glider. Reese tried to familiarize himself with the alien controls, while Harold placed a cushion on his seat and adjusted its position for comfort. Those aliens had bony butts, and their seats were far from comfortable. Reese was secretly jealous and wished he had had the forethought to use a cushion, even if it would slightly dent his macho image. Finally they were settled in place and ready to go. The glider powered up, and Reese slowly pushed the drive stick forward....
*THUNK*
The ship lurched backward to smack into the wall. Finch shot Reese an annoyed look, the sudden jolt had almost caused Harold to drop his laptop! "I believe we want to go...thataway" Harold said as he pointed to the open hatch of the hangar bay.
"I knew that" Reese muttered. Making some mental adjustments as to what to expect from the glider, he cautiously pulled back on the drive stick, pleased when this time the ship moved smoothly forward. They both breathed a sigh of relief when they had safely exited the hangar bay into the open air. Harold turned to congratulate Reese but was a bit taken aback by the ferocious grin on the pilot's face. **
"I feel the need, the need for speed" John said, deciding it would be best to test the speed and maneuverability of the glider before they reached the Mother Ship.
"Wait, what? The need for...NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!! ohmygodohmygodohmygod....gonnadiegonnadiegonnadie....." but Harold's terrified pleas fell on deaf ears as they zoomed off and out of the atmosphere. Laptop clutched desperately to his chest, Harold silently vowed to vomit all over the other man's lap in revenge when this was over.
After a thrilling series of loops and rolls John finally brought the glider to a halt so that they could acclimate themselves to the weightless conditions of space. Space! The final frontier! Reese couldn't believe that he had finally made it. He gazed out the viewscreen at the shining globe of the Earth below, vowing to protect her if it was the last thing he ever did. Glancing over at his copilot he was startled to find Harold taking selfies on his phone using the Earth as a background. (Fortunately for John, Finch had been so distracted by the view that he temporarily forgot his pans for revenge.)
“Is this really the time for that?” Reese growled.
“This may be my only chance. I am going to email this to everyone who ever thought I wouldn't amount to anything in case we live.”
“...Take one of me. And be sure America is showing behind me. Not NASA material my ass.”
AUTHOR: whomii2
DISCLAIMER: do not own
After changing into flightsuits, they made their way into the cockpit of the captured glider. Reese tried to familiarize himself with the alien controls, while Harold placed a cushion on his seat and adjusted its position for comfort. Those aliens had bony butts, and their seats were far from comfortable. Reese was secretly jealous and wished he had had the forethought to use a cushion, even if it would slightly dent his macho image. Finally they were settled in place and ready to go. The glider powered up, and Reese slowly pushed the drive stick forward....
*THUNK*
The ship lurched backward to smack into the wall. Finch shot Reese an annoyed look, the sudden jolt had almost caused Harold to drop his laptop! "I believe we want to go...thataway" Harold said as he pointed to the open hatch of the hangar bay.
"I knew that" Reese muttered. Making some mental adjustments as to what to expect from the glider, he cautiously pulled back on the drive stick, pleased when this time the ship moved smoothly forward. They both breathed a sigh of relief when they had safely exited the hangar bay into the open air. Harold turned to congratulate Reese but was a bit taken aback by the ferocious grin on the pilot's face. **
"I feel the need, the need for speed" John said, deciding it would be best to test the speed and maneuverability of the glider before they reached the Mother Ship.
"Wait, what? The need for...NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!! ohmygodohmygodohmygod....gonnadiegonnadiegonnadie....." but Harold's terrified pleas fell on deaf ears as they zoomed off and out of the atmosphere. Laptop clutched desperately to his chest, Harold silently vowed to vomit all over the other man's lap in revenge when this was over.
After a thrilling series of loops and rolls John finally brought the glider to a halt so that they could acclimate themselves to the weightless conditions of space. Space! The final frontier! Reese couldn't believe that he had finally made it. He gazed out the viewscreen at the shining globe of the Earth below, vowing to protect her if it was the last thing he ever did. Glancing over at his copilot he was startled to find Harold taking selfies on his phone using the Earth as a background. (Fortunately for John, Finch had been so distracted by the view that he temporarily forgot his pans for revenge.)
“Is this really the time for that?” Reese growled.
“This may be my only chance. I am going to email this to everyone who ever thought I wouldn't amount to anything in case we live.”
“...Take one of me. And be sure America is showing behind me. Not NASA material my ass.”