Thunderbirds Meet Thunderbirds: The Rewrite.
- Chapter 4 -
Here’s to the next chapter! I hope you guys enjoy!!
(Huge thanks to @janetm74 for bata reading, and @tsarinatorment for letting me ramble to her while writing 💙)
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“John,” Dad sighed, tapping his pen against the desk, “do you have any info on how the fire started?”
“I’m sorry, Dad, but no…” John shook his head, typing away at Thunderbird Five’s monitors. “Most of the people that could have told us are either dead or our impersonator…”
“So let me get this straight…” Scott uttered, disgruntled. “Our only source of info could be coming from the firebug himself?”
John grimaced. “Yes”
Great…
“Dad, what are we going to do?” Gordon questioned, looking at their father for guidance, “this guy could cause trouble for us...”
Virgil looked at Gordon like he had lost his mind, “He’s a kid, Gordon…”
“Kid or not, Virgil, your brother is right…” Dad sighed deeply, leaning forward as he looked at them, his eyes deadly serious, “which is why I have a couple of our agents tasked with keeping an eye on him and keeping me informed of any developments…”
It felt better knowing that they had people keeping an eye on the situation, even if the situation itself wasn’t anywhere near pleasant, Scott thought with a small sigh, letting his shoulders drop as the tension flooded out of him.
This way they would be able to react quickly if anything happens and hopefully avoid disaster. Because this whole fiasco had ‘possible disaster for international rescue’ written all over it.
But Dad had it handled, so there was no need to worry...
“But until that happens, I don’t want you, boys, worrying about this..” Dad flicked a switch on his desk, turning command and control back into his office around them, their launches being hidden by a mural of them in civilian clothes.
Looking at it now, you would never know that this was the command centre of International Rescue. It was just their dad’s island office, nothing else. It was also a sign that debrief was over.
“This mission may have not had the result we expected but I’m proud of how you boys handled it -“
He felt a smile break out on his face at the praise, a similar expression appearing on his brothers’ faces as well.
“- you saved lives and that's what matters, go wash up and get ready for dinner, you boys deserve it..” Dad smiled softly at them as they stood up to leave, “I'll join you in a moment…”
“FAB Dad!”
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After a lovely dinner prepared by the wonderful Onaha, they decided to finish the night off with a splash in the pool. Scott barked a laugh as he dunked Virgil under the water, swimming away before Virgil could retaliate.
“Scott! Get back here!”
“Haha, no way! You’ll just have to catch me first!” He teased as he swam away from Virgil, constantly keeping him out of reach. Dad was watching them from a pool chair, laughing every so often, as Scott taunted “Oh come on Virg, I thought you wanted to catch me -”
Scott didn’t notice Gordon until it was too late, getting a face full of water from his grinning second youngest brother. He spluttered, his eyes wide with surprise as water dripped down his face.
Virgil burst into laughter.
His eyes narrowed as he spotted his second youngest brother retreating, “Gordon!” Scott raged, starting to chase his fish of a brother around the pool. “Get back here! You little sh-!”
“Uh oh! don’t let Dad hear!” Gordon teased, swimming backwards like he was born in the water, swimming circles around him, “You don’t want to get into trouble now do you?”
“It’s not me who’s going to be in trouble…” He growled with a sly grin, putting on a burst of speed and catching Gordon by surprise, causing his little brother to yelp and squirm as he gave him a noogie.
Once Scott decided that Gordon had been punished enough, he let him escape his grasp with a laugh, “And that's what you get for splashing your big brother!” He yelled at Gordon’s retreating form with a grin.
Dad’s phone ringing cut through the night, pausing any of Gordon’s plans for revenge in their tracks. They watched silently from the pool as Dad stood up and took his pink flip phone out of his pocket, opening it up.
“Hello, Jeff Tracy here…”
TBC
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"Hello! We have been trying to get in contact with you in regards to your car's extended warranty."
"Oh?" The well known fact that John doesn't own a car is a big clue that this is a spam call, though how one made it through Thunderbird Five's rigorous filters he has no idea. "What exactly is the problem with my, uh, car's extended warranty?" He's curious as to where this is going, and John can always pass the call along to the relevant authorities if he plays along, collects data. He'd love to know how, exactly, these kinds of crooks scam little old ladies out of their money.
The call makes him think of Grandpa Grant's vintage Ford, sitting pride of place in the hangars by Brains' workshop - it's the closest thing he has to a car - but it's Scott's name's that's on the insurance, not his, and it'll remain in Scott's until Alan, the Tracy whose shown the most passion for her, is old enough to officially inherit the red beauty. John does wonder if it should have gone back into their Father's name, now that he's home, but honestly there's enough paperwork in bringing a man back from the dead without adding to it.
"Do you think you could provide me with some details?" John does consider, briefly, whether or not 'your car's extended warranty' might be code for something - like how women in nightclubs have specific words that bartenders know to get them out of situations, or how domestic violence has a history of being reported under the guise of ordering a pizza. But he's never heard of any such situations that involve insurance patter.
Either way, maybe it's lucky that it's not in John Tracy's nature to just hang up a call.
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Gordon has a bloody nose.
Gordon has a bloody nose because Alan kicked him.
Gordon has a bloody nose because Alan kicked him because Gordon was hiding under his bed.
Gordon has a bloody nose because Alan kicked him because Gordon was hiding under his bed and grabbed his ankle.
Gordon has a bloody nose because Alan kicked him because Gordon was hiding under his bed and grabbed his ankle after they watched "The haunting of Hill House" with me and Scott.
Gordon has a bloody nose because Alan kicked him because Gordon was hiding under his bed and grabbed his ankle after they watched "The haunting of Hill House" with me and Scott and he was pretending to be a demon.
Gordon has a bloody nose because Alan kicked him because Gordon was hiding under his bed and grabbed his ankle after they watched "The haunting of Hill House" with me and Scott and he was pretending to be a demon and he thought it would be funny.
Gordon was wrong.
Gordon was wrong and he did not find it funny.
Gordon was wrong and he did not find it funny, but we did.
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Woke up with this nonsense…
A breath caught in his throat as the creature’s muscles tensed beneath his legs and it sprang skywards. The air soon forced its way out again in a silent scream of astonishment.
Scott had over a decade of experience piloting the most extreme forms of air travel human ingenuity could bring forth.
His relationship with G-Force was… non-standard. His mind was sharpest when his body was crushed by ten times its own weight. He had mastered the mathematics balancing lift, thrust, drag, weight. Monitoring air currents was a sixth sense. He could complete the crossword while barrel-rolling a fighter jet. He’d flown blind through the narrowest of blizzard-ravaged mountain passes relying solely on a wing suit and his gut without a flicker in his heart rate.
None of it had prepared him for this.
Everything he thought he knew about what flight was suddenly scattered to the winds as the dragon tipped into a steep dive, his vice grip on the saddle loosened, his arms reached into the clouds and his yell of triumph pierced the watching night.
TBC? Anyone else want to play in this sandpit of madness?
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Has nobody clocked the ridiculously underrated joke from the Barbie film yet during the “Girlfriend/Boyfriend” thing?
(Gifs by @onscreenkisses )
This part!
I may be reading into it but like, there are posts going on about them being Asexual, and while I’m 100% for that if that’s your headcanon, I think it’s because of something else.
Children’s toys don’t have ‘private parts’.
Sure barbie dolls have ‘boobs’ which are just plastic curves let’s not lie but they aren’t detailed! Between their legs is literally just smooth plastic!
And yeah yeah I hear the “But some kids would know what sex is” and I raise you this!
Shut the fuck up. They shouldn’t have to know, nor should they think that’s the only thing gf/bf’s do.
A child wouldn’t know what ‘girlfriend/boyfriend’s do when they stay over at each others houses, but they probably heard that exact phrase at some point, whether it’s from their sibling, a parent, or tv!
So Ken literally just wants to spend time with Barbie.
And I do see that as Asexual in a sense, but I also have a logical part of my brain screaming “MOST BARBIES/CHILDREN DON’T KNOW WHAT SEX IS, SO THATS LITERALLY NOT ON THE TABLE FOR THEM!”
But yeah, thanks for coming to my Barbie/Ken Talk :)
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