Ferry’s Revenge…

“Gabby! Gabby!”“Huh…?”“GABBY!”“What is it man….”“I WILL DEFEAT YOU NOW”“Dude I told you… they aren’t toys, you need skill to fly these babies, come back when you’re a bit older and you can take me on”“Your such a chicken Gabby!” Pouted Ferry.“Whatever, let’s do it, it’s your funeral…”Gabby leapt nimbly from his bunk and landed with cat-like agility on the hard cement floor. He was tired of Ferry’s constant challenges, when was that kid going to learn? He reached for his Apache controller, unplugged the charger cable and flicked the switch to on.“Begin flight systems check…” Oh brother… here he goes again.“Control system… ON… Fuel levels… MAX… Chopper power… ACTIVATED… Tail rotor… chec…”“FERRY SHUTUP ITS JUST A GAME NOW HURRY UP”Gabby leant over his controller, rubbing his index finger on the right mounted trigger. He was itching to shoot that arrogant little kid out of the sky. “Alright Gabby, on three?”“Whatever…”“THREE, TWO…ONE!!”Ferry’s face contorted with concentration as he expertly adjusted his helicopter for a perfect vertical climb, using the throttle sparingly yet firmly he positioned his apache, “FALCON4” directly opposite a shocked Gabby. Gabby struggled with his take off, spinning out of control, he recovered instantly and dove his copter to the ground as Ferry sounded off the opening volley of the contest… it was a close call, he knew it and from the crazed look on his face Ferry knew it as well. Damn that kid learns fast. Using his throttle and sideways controller he pitched left and climbed swiftly, knowing as every pilot worth his salt knows, altitude is key. Just as he expected he found an opening once he was 150 cm’s above bed level.“SEE YA LATER BUDDY!” He shouted jubilantly.He hit the trigger 5 times rapidly in succession with Ferry’s chopper the only thing between his deadly remote control invisi-bullets and victory.“WOOOOOHA SPACE MARINES”“Look again GABBY”Gabby was confused, Ferry’s chopper was still hovering perfectly balanced right where he shot it.“Man my trigger is broken.”“GAGAGA!”“OH WHAT!”Ferry laughed like a maniac and began machine firing his trigger, the report of his heli’s cannon’s echoed in the small room and Gabby’s chopper “Flapper” hit the ground. Ferry had used the oldest trick in the book, optical illusion. Instead of using the glare of a shimmering blue sea, or the blinding light of the sun, he had used Gabby’s own bedroom mirror.“NOW, YOU LOST THE BET!” Ferry chirped excitedly. “Aright little brother, you own Flapper now.” Said Gabby, his voice rich with regret.Ferry hurried over to his new prize, while Gabby left the room, defeated and depressed. “GABBY! Want to earn your wings again?”Gabby turned around smiling… he was going to make him pay…To be Continued…