Crixx walked onto the operations deck. Paul was standing near to the console. Crixx walked up and pinched his butt, "If you like the big snake, there is nothing bigger than a Grand Monarch."
Paul looked at the cocky pilot, "While I am on shift, your actions are not acceptable. I will have you thrown in the brig."
"While I am off shift, I am with Franklin and your actions are purely out of line.", Paul glared at the Grand Monarch.
"Fluffy, geez! He is a has been. No, he is a never will be. He was once a cool crime lord and now he is here flying escort trying to recapture some old glory.", Crixx taunted.
"I think this calls for a fly by.", Thecerril taunted.
"A race from here and around the cha'paj and back. The winner gets to do Paul right here in front of everyone.", the Xindi taunted.
Franklin looked at Crixx, "I won't do it. I have already won. Paul slept with me last night. I win."
"Chicken, fatso.", Crixx taunted in his usual way.
Colonel Tchilack interrupted, "Down, gentlemen. Captain Warren is the station Executive Officer, we will not be placing her as the pot in any race for pinks."
"Or in this case, pink.", Crixx teased.
Franklin scoffed and started to walk away. Paul looked at Click holding Victoria's hand. He looked at Franklin, "I have faith in you."
"Please, the Grand Monarch is twice the pilot I am.", Franklin frowned.
"Now you are talking.", Crixx taunted.
"You can do this.", Paul looked at Franklin.
Admiral Tan walked over, "I will not allow this bullshit to continue. You all have a job to do. Get doing it. It is ludicrous to have the station's executive officer treated like some sort of a sex object."
Crixx whispered to Franklin, "Midnight or you will be proven a coward."
Franklin could not help himself. He had to show up. He looked at Crixx as Thecerril and Jenny showed up to observe the race.
Paul came walking out to show everyone what was on the line.
He was definitely not wearing command red and clean short hair. He was dressed as the prize. Summer warned Tan that this kind of fiasco would come with the choice of Paul Warren.
Thecceril looked at the two pilots. Jenny looked at Franklin Stone, "Shut the arrogant Grand Monarch up. No one wins a girl like this. You win her heart, you don't win her in some stupid speed race."
Thecceril put his forehead on hers, "I love you."
Franklin fell behind early. Whisper picked up the night racers and started yelling on the open channels about how dangerous this was for the pilots and for the stations and with so much political stress. Crixx actually laughed as he banked around the great station built for interplanetary trade and built in honour of the reassignment station that helped rebirth the King's Fleet near Medara. He loved being the hot dog. Franklin dropped below the cocky Grand Monarch and engaged the Insectoid fighter's afterburners. He was nose to nose with the slug heading home.
Paul stood up and rushed up to the viewer, "Go Fluffy."
Jenny put her hand on the shoulder of her friend, "He's got this."
Franklin and Crixx went by in a dead heat. Both shouting about claiming victory.
As both pilots walked onto the flight deck. Crixx looked at Franklin, "Looks like we have a draw."
"I can live with that.", Franklin smiled.
"I guess we both win. Do you want the front or the back?", Crixx stunned Franklin with his ménage comment.
"Or we both lose and get neither.", Franklin tried to correct his squadron mate.
Summer came walking down, "I have had enough of this misogynistic crap."
Summer tapped the console and showed the fighter of Franklin Stone edging the fighter of Crixx Harles by literally nanoseconds, "Get some sleep, you arrogant sons of bitches!"
Jenny looked at Summer, "How did you know that Franklin won?"
Summer looked at Jenny, "I have worked station helm for six years."
Summer winked. Jenny knew that she manipulated the timer. She grabbed Summer by the shoulder, "Why?"
"Relationships are the only sanctuary in this mess. No one is going to take that on a bet. Not on my watch.", Summer snarled.
Jenny grinned ear to ear, "Aye, Admiral Vasa."
Posted By:
Major Franklin Stone
Fighter Pilot
The Hive
The Station Group
King's Fleet
