"It's never going to work." Jude argued as they walked towards the lot Al had specified.
"Pessimist." Charlie accused half-heartedly, "We don't know that it won't work. And that's better than doing nothing."
"I disagree." Jude said mulishly, staring at his ragged sneakers as he walked, nearly knocking into Charlie, who had abruptly come to a halt in from of him. He lifted his head, a protest already formed on his lips, before the sight in front of him cut his words off.
"Wow." Charlie let out an appreciative whistle.
"Understatement." Jude said, staring wide-eyed at the sleek and luxurious vehicle in from of them. "I thought Al said we were getting a
"Well, I'm not complaining," Charlie said, bouncing up to the door and running a hand over the silver and black polish, "I've always wanted to drive a hovercraft."
"Admitting you haven't driven one of these before is not the way to inspire confidence, Charlie."
"And off we go!" Charlie yelled, ignoring him and practically vaulting into the driver's seat. Jude stayed rooted to the ground for a moment longer before forcing his feet to move, walking around to the passenger's side and muttering a quick prayer under his breath. The inside of the hovercraft was even more high-tech, though Jude may have previously thought such a thing impossible. There were no lights inside save for a multitude of glowing switches and knobs on the dashboard, which Charlie was eyeing almost hungrily, her hand poised above them. The slight red gleam cast unnatural shadows across her face, highlighting the hunger in her eyes and her wild expression.
"Six. Thrusters." She looked over at him, excitement written all over her face, in her savage eyes, as though she expected him to be as happy as she about that particular fact. He looked at her uncomprehendingly, and she made an annoyed noise in the back of her throat, rolling her eyes skyward and letting out a sigh, as if he had failed her completely at this lack of knowledge.
"Uncalled for," Jude muttered, only to be studiously ignored.
"-most hovercrafts only have four thrusters. Five thrusters is pretty dangerous if you don't know how to handle it. Six thrusters is, simply put, like a big mouthful of chocolate. Which means-
"I don't like chocolate."
"What is wrong with you?! I should kick you out right now; no, shut up, don't say anything, I'm not finished." Charlie took a deep breath and continued, "Which means this car ride is going to be completely and utterly fantastic." She beamed at him.
"As long as you can get us to Newport." Jude said, trying to resign himself to dying a fiery death whilst looking like a stupid teenager. Charlie looked at him for a moment, a strange expression on her face, caught between amusement and exasperation, before shifting forward in a graceful, practiced move, so that she was inches away from his face.
"Don't forget the seatbelt," She murmured, poised halfway over his seat, the aforementioned seatbelt clutched in her hand, making a definitive 'click' between them both. Charlie lingered for a moment, her eyes trained happily on the blush on his cheeks, before her lips curved into a smirk and she shifted back into her own seat, buckling her own seatbelt with calm precision.