The Toy Store

[notjustaface]

It's been nearly a year since they met in Mexico, but something about a near death experience or two makes it easy to fall into friendship with the guys Hannibal picked up along the way.

One of them being Captain H.M. Murdock, the crazy (maybe crazy-genius, he's not sure yet) pilot that seems bent on killing them all through either his flying or cooking. He also happens to be the reason they're standing outside a Toys-R-Us on a Saturday afternoon instead of back at the base where he could be following up on a cute cadet he'd seen around.

It's not too bad, of course, but until their ride shows up to ferry them back he's stuck - like it or not.

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[notjustaface]

Hannibal nods once, lifting his eyes up to a man in a pressed white shirt with a name tag proudly declaring him "Martin - Manager" before looking back to his officers. "Gentlemen, we will leave without you."

And it's a hell of a walk back to base.

"Yes, Sir." Face nods, flashing the manager a weak smile. "We'll, uh... take a couple of those guns too - extra ammo. And, uh... what's your active duty discount?"

[notthatcrazy]

He listens to Face negotiate, on his best behavior. He really does feel bad about the mess they made.

Sure was fun, though.

When they're done working things out with the manager, he leans in next to Face and whispers "I want a rematch."

[notjustaface]

In the end, it's not quite as much as he'd feared, but it'll definitely eat into the pre-deployment beer budget.

And he can't help but grin as they slide into the waiting vehicle and he murmurs in Murdock's ear; "You are so on..."