I wanted info on goat species in Hong Kong for a thing and apparently the University of Hong Kong had a study wherein goats have been revealed that they can detect emotion in human voices!
Blackburn had just finished up the briefing, the room was pinning and he swayed slightly as he moved.
"Blackburn you good?" Jason asked, stopping what he was packing up, that drew Trent's attention.
Blackburn nodded, swallowing thickly "I just need to sit down" he mumbled, he took one step forward and collapsed, Trent was by his side within seconds.
"Is he ok?" Clay asked, staring in shock.
"Is he okay? Fuck you Clay! He's just passed out!" Trent responded.
Clay winced, 2 hours on a flight, with a Trent that hadn’t had his coffee? Yeah that was his cue to avoid their medic right now.
Blackburn was moved to a gurney, hooked up to fluids and monitored by each team member. It was weird for them, especially since it was normally them on the gurney and Blackburn performed his ‘dad’ duties by checking on them.
Time passed and Blackburn showed signs of waking up, only he could hear singing, off-key singing at that.
"When your team and others meet
In the navy
Yes, you can sail the seven seas"
Blackburn frowned, what the hell was that racket?!
"In the navy
Yes, you can put your mind at ease
In the navy
Come on people, fall an' make a stand
In the navy, in the navy"
Oh hell no! He banned that damn song for a reason, he opened one eye, why was he on a gurney? Oh right, he passed out.
"Can't you see we need a hand
In the navy
Come on, protect the motherland
In the navy
Come on and join your fellow man
In the navy"
Well he was feeling like hell and Bravos singing was also giving him a damn headache. Who was he kidding, bravo were pretty much giant kids with guns, so they always gave him a headache.
"Come on people and make a stand
In the navy, in the navy, in the navy, oh
They want you, they want you
They want you as a new recruit"
"SHUT THE FUCK UP"
"Nice to see you awake" Trent says, as he checked Blackburns IV, then temperature "No getting up" he warns, when Blackburn went to get up.
"They going to stop singing?" He groaned, looking at Trent. "They can't sing."
"Sure they'll stop, when they stop worrying about you. Now" Trent starts, his hands going to his hips.
He hears Clay and Sonny both mumble "that's the lecture stance!"
“What the hell were you thinking?” Trent frowned “If you weren’t feeling great, team rules is, you tell me!” he states, crossing his arms and raising an eyebrow, “Honestly, I thought you were the smart and sane one! You’ve been spending too much time with the guys!”
Blackburn watched Bravo 4 pace “Simple rules! That's what I have! Simple fucking rules.” Trent states and began listing them “1. If stateside and bleeding go to a hospital! 2. Report any injuries or illnesses to me 3. Make sure I have coffee, 4 cups”
“Still unhealthy Trent!” Jason yelled.
“Shut up!” Trent snapped at Jason. “And to make matters worse!” the man says turning back to Blackburn “You kept a damn goat!”
“My kid loves Butt-Head, you tell her no i dare you” Blackburn muttered. “Look its just a cold I have.”
“No it's not! It's the damn flu with a stomach bug! You are going to the med tent the second we land!” Trent says, walking to his hammock.
Metal looked at Blackburn, smirking “you kept the goat?
“Yep, Emily was quite attached to Butt-Head...and the kitten you gave her” Blackburn shook his head, letting sleep take hold of him.
If he stayed awake longer he would have heard sonny saying “I told you! Butt-Head is a lovable little guy! Of course he’d keep him!”
