✨cyclone babysits for the first time✨
iceman: alright, there we go... *sets maverick down next to him* i'll pick him back up at seven, *takes out his checklist and hands it over* make sure he gets food and water every other hour, keep the jets away unless i permitted it...
cyclone: but sir-
iceman: let me finish-... so keep the jets in the hangar and, hm, maybe lock it... he can do a hop or two unless you want him to get more cranky than usual, shove him into his office twice a day and he'll get the paperwork done... shut the door though, or he will escape
cyclone, under his breath: whAt
iceman, pecking mav on the lips and ruffling his hair: i gotta go honey, love you! *death glaring at cyclone* one scratch on him and you're done.
cyclone, sweating profusely and watching the admiral saunter out the door: y-yes sir?
meanwhile maverick has already disappeared to the hangar, 11 little duckling daggers right on his tail