For on a rampage Finn >O
"For all the shit you guys give me for being a yank, you are awfully slow." Berk said from his desk near the back wall of the hanger, feet propped up. "Close to having to work through lunch again."
"Shut up Wisconsin. One of these days I'll figure out that fucking magic you pull off, and then you won't be laughing so much."
"Aw, O'Malley, all you have to do is ask and I'll give you a hand." Berk said getting up from his desk.
"Fuck off Mr. Darcy, I'm not a fucking damsel, I don't need your help."
Berk just laughed as he made his out of the hanger. "Alright ladies, I'm off to lunch. Try not to fuck up to much while I'm gone." He got a chorus of 'fuck you's as response. He turn around walking backwards, "Such love! I really don't know what I'd do without you. I'll bring you back some real chips."
Berk laughed again as someone yelled out 'crisps you fucker, you're not in the colonies anymore' and turned back around.
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