"Get up sunshine!" I heard the door open and a voice yelled into the room. Disorientated, I opened an eye to look to the door, which was crowded in with several of the men I met yesterday, all staring at me with wide eyes waiting for me to wake up. Both my eyes opened at the sight and it was an awkward staring contest between the lot of us before one of the guys, Hoseok, waltzed into the room, happily. The others sat back in silence as he made his way to me. "How was your sleep, sweet cheeks?" He asked sweetly as he stopped by the edge of the bed and brushed a stray hair out of my face. My cheeks went pink as I realised this man certainly lived up to his reputation as a charmer.

"It was ok." I answered back hoarsely in my morning voice, kinda weirded out by the men's sudden interest in me, but hey, Im Y/N.

Hoseok nodded in understanding at my answer before moving behind me to open the pink curtains, allowing sunlight to stream into the room. Feeling less awkward after Hoseok's greeting, Jungkook stepped into the sunny room, looking straight at my face that probably looked like a bomb had been dropped in front of it. "Well, that's good to hear, because today is training day." He informed me, not moving from his spot between the door and the bed so as to not make me too uncomfortable with his presence invading my room after I just woke up. "Also, you didn't tell me you had experience in Helicopter piloting and sharpshooting." He added with a confused face, "Boss and our IT person found you have a background in Helicopter piloting and sharpshooting." He continued, and I immediately tensed up. "A-a Helicopter pilot?" Hell to the no no no they weren't expecting me to do that were they?

"Yeah that's actually a cool skill, Y/N, you didn't look like you would be into that sort of stuff, but hey, I'm not one to judge." He mused while I tried to understand how Y/N, the normal pink loving bimbo, out of all people would have this skill and how I was going to do it in her place when I'd never even been in a helicopter. "I can't fly a helicopter..." I whispered to myself as Jungkook continued on with his rant as if he hadn't heard me. "Beats having Namjoon as a getaway driver, and it's a lot classier, leaving the scene in a helicopter." He turned to look over at Hoseok, who chuckled to himself before commenting, "Can't even count how many times he's crashed in the middle of a getaway." Jungkook chuckled loudly at Hoseok's remark, both of them enjoying their little conversation while my soul left my body at the idea of flying a helicopter. If they thought Namjoon crashed a lot they had another thing coming with me and a helicopter.

After Jin's beautiful breakfast of sourdough toast and eggs, I changed into a pair of Jimin's old overalls; his clothes seemed to be the only ones I could fit without them swimming on me. Jungkook brought me outside of the mansion to an intricately manicured yard, surrounded by a steel white fence, in the middle of the yard was a massive helicopter pad and on it was the dingiest looking helicopter I had ever seen. It looked like the one off that movie with Dwayne Johnson where he gets berries thrown at his pecks, whatever that's called. It was a jungle movie. Like all of Dwayne Johnson's movies.

When we reached the helicopter, Jungkook stood with his hands on his hips as if he was admiring the piece of flying scrap metal. "This is Hurricane Katrina." He introduced, as we stood there. "More like Hurricane Tortilla." I muttered and he looked at me confused. "What did you say?" He asked. "What's with the name?" I asked, trying to brush off the vine I had just quoted and hoped he hadn't heard what I'd actually said.

Luckily, he did not, instead Jungkook walked up to wipe something off the paint job. "Well, we bought it from a junkyard not long after the Hurricane, so that's what we named it." He informed me as he pulled up part of his sleeve into his hand as he attempted to wipe a piece of dirt of the helicopter. "It looks like it's been through Hurricane Katrina." I mused, and Jungkook gave me a blank look. "Look, don't hate on her," He slapped the thing lightly with an open hand, "she may look like crap but she works swell. Jimin fixed her up."

"I thought you had an abundance of money to spend though? Like why couldn't you buy a new one?"

Jungkook puckered his lips. "Hey, a lot of rich people buy second hand things ok," He waved his hand in the air, "even Macklemore sung about it." I didn't say anything as I looked around the vehicle that looked like it should have just stayed in the junkyard. "So you think you're going to look classy in this?" I mocked to Jungkook who shrugged. "It will be up in the air by the time people see it."

As Jungkook opened the door to the helicopter to let me in, the little choice screen thingy popped up beside me again and Jungkook was frozen still. It said: (You have one choice)

1. (Get in the helicopter)

"Wow, typical." I huffed as I pressed the choice and Jungkook unfroze again, ushering me inside the vehicle.

When we got in the cockpit, Jungkook buckled himself in and got comfortable, squirming around in the chair, "Im so excited." He said giddily, and I tried to stop myself from ruining his mood by telling him that we were inevitably going to die with me flying this. Looking around for something that seemed like it would be a starter to the ignition, I noticed a presence beside me that was not Jungkook.

"I can't believe you agreed to do this." The familiar voice said, and I looked up, seeing an annoyed Min Yoongi looking down at me. "I had no choices left, and where have you been?" I grouched at him and he shrugged, carelessly. "Doing stuff." He said curtly.

"What sort of stuff?" I scoffed, and he gave me a blank look before answering with "stuff" again. "Yeah, like sleeping." I remarked as I turned from him to play around with the buttons again. I could see a Jungkook in my peripheral as he sat on the leather seat there with an excited look on his face, frozen still from Yoongi's time stopping powers.

Yoongi leaned over my shoulder and hummed to himself before instructing me what buttons to push and how to control the collective; bringing the helicopter up into the air. Feeling relieved, I put my hand up to give him a high-five, and he hesitated before high fiving me with a perplexed look. "We did it! We did it, Lo Hicimos!!!!" I screeched out as I did a little dance in my chair and Yoongi sat there in silence.

"Yeah, Imma go now..." He said giving me a raised eyebrow, and I watched him disappear. Jungkook suddenly unfroze and giggled excitedly as if he didn't know he had been frozen in time as I was being taught how to use the vehicle. "WOW! This is amazing!" He said as he looked out the window, seeing us climbing meters up off the ground slowly. "I didn't even think you had it in you but wow, you're so good at this!" He exclaimed as he turned to me. Feeling cocky, I stretched out against the seat, "Yeah, I guess I'm just a natural." I boasted to him as he sat there with hearts in his eyes, quite literally.

In a quite sudden turn of events, however, as I turned forward and stopped looking at the puppy eyed Jungkook, I noticed that we were heading straight for the tip of a massive pine tree in the yard that just shouldn't have been that tall, and without Yoongi's help, I was... well, helpless and hopeless at flying the thing and so I impulsively pulled the cyclic to the right, causing us to whirl in a sidewards downwards motion into Taehyung's mansion roof, with the lovely Jungkook screeching "we're gonna die" in the background. All I could think about for the last two seconds of my life was what I imagined Taehyung would be like when he figured out I crashed a helicopter into his house. And yeah, then it all went black.

A/N: I did not feel like writing this, but I came through;) Make sure to vote and comment if you like this story:) It means a lot to me. Also, I love having a diverse lot of characters and not just the typical blonde/brunette white girl. I would love if you could help me build the blueprint for these characters. If you have any suggestions ethnicities of characters, names, or physical features such as prosthetics, Vitiligo, freckles, birthmarks etc, comment them:)