I love you, too, #7. I LOVE YOU, TOO. Also, was having a bit of a writer's block for one of my other stories. STRESS RELIEF. Enjoy. ~~~~~~~~~~~ Meet the Team’s New Hobby When BLU Scout walked in the kitchen, there was a solid two minute period where he honestly didn’t know what he was looking at. “… Hey, uh, Sniper?†“Yeah?†“… Da hell are you doin’ on top of the fridge, man?†“‘S called ‘planking’, ya little ankle biter.†“Oh. Okay.†Scout proceeded to get a glass of milk and Heavy’s sandvich from the fridge, and was already seated at the table before it fully registered that his question hadn’t been answered. “… Wait, what?†Sniper gave a long, weary sigh similar to the one Scout’s mom gave that one time he asked why her hair was suddenly ten times the size of her head in middle school. “Plankin’, mate. It’s an Aussie thing. Ya go up on somethin’ strange an’ lie down on it like ya were a piece of wood.†Scout stared at him like he’d grown a second head. “… WHY?†“BECAUSE, THAT’S WHY,†Sniper snapped irritably. “That’s probably th’stupidest thing I heard in my entire life!†Scout continued. “And I used ta bunk wit’ Solly, man! What the HELL?!†“Oh sod off, ya little wanka,†Sniper sighed again, rolling his eyes. “I knew ya wouldn’t get it. It’s too extreme for a little tyke like you, anyway.†Scout snarled. “Whoa, what’s this about it bein’ EXTREME?! Hate ta break it to ya, pal, but there’s nothin’ EXTREME about pretendin’ to be a damn seesaw!†“Shows how much you know,†Sniper scoffed. “I heard a bloke died doin’ it a little while back.†Scout couldn’t hide his surprise. “Jesus! Really?!†“Yeah. Bloke was plankin’ on a balcony way high up on a buildin’. Lost ‘is balance and fell to ‘is death. It was all over the news.†“Whoa, man… That’s heavy…†Scout paused. For some reason, the thing that he’d seen as a stupid craze now seemed like a glorious work of art, carefully treading the line between an honorable death of a real pioneer and glorious recognition and accomplishment if he succeeded the dangerous feat. “So it’s called plankin’, huh?†Another pause. “Can I try it?†“You’re a little young for it, but sure. Just don’t go dyin’ after hours. Y’know how she hates that.†Scout grinned. “SWEET!†He scampered off to see if there were any other good planking grounds on the base. And so it began.