Double Trouble

Chapter 33

Neliana

"The training was gooooood."

"Ohh yes, of course, it was GOOD. Apart from the 100 laugh flashes, and the nearly loose of the hearing from Luke because you think it would be a great idea shooting around with a straw and balls of paper ONLY BECAUSE OF BORINGNESS! I mean I was boring too since of theory but that's NO FUCKING REASON TO SHUT WITH PAPER BALLS!"

"What should I use otherwise? Metal?" - I ask innocent and take another bite from my delicious bar. Ah, I didn't tell you yet about we discussed. It's no really discussion since I'm the one in the right but we don't want to make Nic even angrier. Never mind.

Our training ended 5 minutes ago and at the moment we are on our way to our helicopter. The day was ... fun. It started with theory - yeah was not nice and I nearly fell asleep but somehow I survived with the help of 30 sudokus and the distraction with the straw and the paper balls. But what did they expected if they laid in front of me one and a paper?! Not my fault.

It was not THAT bad since Luke survived, it was more fun. At least for me. Oskari and Nic were pretty angry and we don't want to talk about Lys. He was furious as he got to know what happened. I was so glad to listen to a 5 minute lecture on "why you don't shoot anyone with paperballs" and after a apologize and a promise to don't do it again everything was fine again and hey, it had one advantage: the time for theory was over. Too bad since we all love it so much. *cough cough

The practice part was even more fun. We laughed together, made bullshit and just had a nice time practicing for the competition tomorrow. The press and the interviewer were a bit annoying. Of course we have a good, no the best security team but, unfortunately, our manager aka Frode said it would be a good image if our fans can be part of our training with the help of little video cutouts.

Some people use this as a chance to get near to us. Never mind. The security cared for it and we could go on with our training. And now, Nic is still a bit frustrated because of the little incidents ...

Ah before I forgot to say, we already uploaded a little cutout from our training on our instagram page ultimate.ulvers. You can watch if you want. 

"OF COURSE NOT! GOOOOD!" - Nic answers with a shock look on his face. I smirk and giggle - "It was a joke, Nicky!" 

"Don't call me that!"

"But why, Nicky?" - I whistle and give him my baby face. He gives me the 'Are you serious' side eye and doesn't say anything more. Oh no, now he gives me his ignoring side. Annoying. 

"Oh common! ... Okay I'm sorry. Can we start flying now? I'm in a good mood!"

"Oh no! No speeds, no risk and no competition! I don't want to die!"

"I would never take risk over safety, what do you think from me?" - I lay my hand on my heart playfully. 

"Neveeeer would you do this ... " - He tries to hold his serious face - keyword try. After 3 seconds looking at each other, we both end up laughing and holding our stomachs. The past is forgotten, the future is coming. The typical situation by siblings. 

We reach our private airport next to our own house and I take my seat in the control cabin behind the steering wheel. My favorite place. 

I love jets too. And I already flown them as Nic and I were in the military for few month - another story for another time. But helicopters are just a bit nicer and more comfortable. You can eye the landscape and the surroundings while flying. And it's also better for 'normal' missions - our mafia missions - because you can stand still on one stop. Very practical.