Fic- Fun at F1- Ch 1

[kappa77]

My second Mindcrack fanfic. Oh boy...

I was also inspired by the latest F1 video to write this, but my story is a bit different in that all the crew are going to be different Mindcrackers. Like, for example, here I have Baj and their manager (the only reason being that they're both British). So if I do continue this, there will be many more appearances of other Mindcrackers!

So anyway, enjoy!

 

“We will be arriving at our destination soon, please fasten your seat belts,” the attendant said via the intercom. Kurt let out his breath. Even after flying practically every two weeks last season, he still wasn’t used to the feeling of flying, knowing that there wasn't much between him suffocating because of the lack of oxygen or plummeting to his death...

Probably shouldn’t think about that while we’re still in the air.

A minute after the flight attendant made her announcement, Kurt felt someone slip into the seat beside him. “So, where are we racing this time?"

Kurt looked at Beef and smiled, “How do you always forget where we’re racing?”

Beef shrugged, “I don’t know. There are so many foreign names that I have no hope of pronouncing correcting… and the fact that you always know so there’s no reason for me to remember!”

Kurt barked out a loud laugh. He was quickly shushed by a person sitting s couple rows in front of them. He bowed his head, trying to hide his slight embarrassment.

“Geeze,” Beef whispered, rolling his eyes, “When are we going to get famous enough so that we can afford our own private jet?”

Kurt smirked, “Maybe when you getting first place isn’t something that could make headlines.”

Beef put his hand over his heart in mock offense the same time a voice behind them said, “Oh buuuuurn.”

The two racers turned their heads to their manager. “No one asked you Baj,” Beef said. Kurt gave him a look, but Beef just ignored it. He and Baj had never been and the most fantastic of terms.

He turned back to Kurt. “Aaaaaanyway, you never answered my question.”

“Uh, yeah, right. Umm, Hockenheim.”

“Oh yeeeeeeeeah, I remember, didn’t we both do horribly last time?”

“I think so.”

“Well, I mean, I always do horribly, so if you do badly, that’s something to note,” Beef said, with a joking smile on his face.

Kurt was so focused on their conversation (anything to make him forget he was several thousand feet in the air) he didn’t notice the flight attendant behind Beef. “Sir, you need to fasten your seat belt,” she said, interrupting their conversation.

Beef turned to her and winked, “Sure thing, gorgeous.”

She simply harrumphed and moved to the next passenger.

Kurt shook his head while Beef was trying (and failing) to put on his seat belt. “Do you think Pause would appreciate it if he knew you were doing that?”

Beef’s head immediately snapped up, and he smiled that lazy smile whenever his boyfriend was mentioned. “Doing what?”

“Flirting shamelessly with women?”

“Nah,” Beef waved him off. He relaxed more into the seat. “He actually finds it hilarious. He knows how I can’t flirt with women for the life of me.”

“He’s got that right,” Baj mumbled behind him.

“Hey!”

The intercom buzzed to life again, “We will be arriving in Germany shortly. Please turn off all electronics and fasten your seat belts. It is-“

Kurt tuned out the woman’s voice and looked out the window. He had more important things to think about than listen to the same monologue that was given before every plane landing. Okay, so, second season, third race, thirteenth place overall. At least I’m not as bad as Beef. If I got first place, it would turn this season around. Maybe if I just tried to take a few more risks, but… Kurt shook that thought from his head. No, no don’t. Not here. How many times have you been assured that major accents rarely happen? Too many times. So just suck it up and-

Beef snapped him out of his daydream, waving his hand in front of Kurt’s face. “Hey. We’re here.”

Kurt looked around and, sure enough, people were scrambling for their things in the overhead compartments. Beef had already grabbed Kurt’s duffel bag and was holding it out. Kurt grabbed it and slung it over his shoulder when he got into the aisle behind his teammate.

“Ready to show Germany what we’re made of?” Beef called over his shoulder.

“Ready as I’ll ever be,” Kurt replied as they stepped off the plane.

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If someone would like to help me sort out my thoughts for future chapters in this, I'd greatly appreciate it (especially since a new ship has messed up my brain completely!).

 

Disclaimer: This is pure fiction and I can remove it if it makes anyone mentioned here uncomfortable

Comments

[scaredykitty]

Awwww that's adorable! I love it, it's just so cute! ^_^

[kappa77]

Thank you!

[anonymousrose]

I love Kurt and Beef together! <3 They are always so cute :D

lol I love Baj in this XD And the mention of Pause when Beef is around always makes me smile to :)

[kappa77]

Thank you! :3

[sdandere]

Aww Beef's shameless flirting was cute <3

[voufreail]

Don't worry Kurt planes are evil... One of the hamsters might fail and the engine wouldn't worry anymore :P

[nokoiyuh]

So cute <3

I hope Shree is candy apple guy, or someone like Nebris is the antagonist! Keep it up :D

[kappa77]

Nebris antagonist... hmm... I have no idea how I would do that, but it's a thought!

[nokoiyuh]

"Raikkobris! That cheaty guy!" would be kinda odd, ey?

[kappa77]

Lol, yeah :p