Yeehaw, Motherfuckers
Pairing: None Warning: None Genre: Comedy Prompt: Shane taking Gunther out for a test drive. (given by ltcortez) [for those who don't know, Gunther is Shane's Mako]
"You people are insane. I drive fine," Shane said, exasperation in her tone as she rolled her eyes. She climbed up into the beast of a tank, grinning to herself.
"Do we even know if they fixed half of what was wrong with the batch we got the SR-1's from?"
"Dunno. That's why it's a test run," the Commander replied.
"She's all ready to go Commander. Er-- he," Cortez said, making his way over.
"Thanks, Steve," Shane said.
"I still don't like it."
"I know, Steve."
"Can I just drop it out of the ship?"
"It has thrusters, Steve."
"Could you purposely crash it?"
"No, Steve."
"...Good luck, Commander."
"Danke."
Shane closed the door then grinned to herself as she checked the systems over. She pulled up her omni-tool so she could go over everything that had changed in the new model.
"Perfect," she murmured before rolling it out of the back of the Normandy once everyone had retreated from the shuttle bay for safety reasons.
The planet she had chosen for the test run was relatively quiet. No real colony to speak of, or a threat from either the Reapers or Cerberus. So, she was able to meander along in the Mako just fine.
The controls were a lot easier to deal with than in the model that had made most people afraid of the thing.
Of course, Shane did indulge in a few shots off of a hill or two. How could she not? The Mako flew beautifully, at the least.
The last jump she performed however sent her flying a bit further than she'd intended. And she had managed to make it flip over. If anyone in the Normandy was watching, they probably expected it and simultaneously were glad they weren't in it. The Commander just laughed to herself over it.
The Mako literally slid to a stop when she finally got it to land. She chuckled to herself then shook her head.
"The tank goes fine, guys. Pick me up."
"On our way, Commander," Steve replied.












