![]() "That was the Administrator's last call, mine is right now!" "I thought the last call was when we first hit the road!" I yell back. "Hey, are you sure you really want to accept this assignment?" Miss Pauling yells to be heard over her engine. ![]() My arms wrap around her stomach since she doesn't have handles on the side for sitting support. The sun makes sure everyone knows she exists, burning my skin and reflecting off of Miss Pauling's helmet right into my retinas. We're cruising by at a solid 85 miles per hour, the desert landscape passing too quickly for me to focus on anything. Stats: Published: Updated: Words: 314503 Chapters: 74/? Comments: 53 Kudos: 143 Bookmarks: 9 Hits: 4194
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