Oh I think you will like this haha. Also thanks for this, fam. I have been holding onto this one for a minute, so please enjoy.
Bruno stares at his phone for far too long, peeking up to glance at his chuckling team. He half laughs, licking his bottom lip to keep his words in check, but he can't help himself. "So you all think I sit in some comfy chair all day while you all do the cool stuff? And the boots on the table?! When do I even do that? And I am surprised to see you few laughing since you guys are Air Force too!"
Lukas stretches and high fives Sebastian. "We got the old man. Bru Bru, you see, you are what we call ancient. You need to sit in a nice comfy chair and relax. Leave it to us younger peeps to get it done."
Sebastian is trying not to laugh, but they fail and slap at their own knee. "I mean you are going to be a Major. And you will be sleeping for a MAJORity of the time!"
Khrystyna holds her hands up in mock surrender. "Hey, I am just the enlisted one. I have no opinions besides knowing your old recliner in the sofa speaks volumes."
His jaw drops. Traitors. All of them. He rubs at his face and glares at Valdemar. "You put them up to this. My own Airmen, you Army weasel."
"Damn right I did. You with your rickety joints, chair, and coffee mug. We have got to send you to the farm, Old man," Valdemar bites back with his own playfulness.
Bruno stands up and narrows his eyes. "You are all going to pay for this little game. I promise you that. I AM NOT LAZY!" He stomps off into the living room and sees a brand new recliner with a red bow, a coffee mug on the seat that says World's Best Major, next to a certificate with his name and the golden oak leaf rank. "What's this?"
Miranda, Kieran, and Oscar are standing to the side, each of them smiling happily. Kieran doesn't usually say much, but he flips off the soon to be Major. "We were sick of hearing the thing squeaking when you took a fat nap."
Oscar holds out a chess piece, and upon closer inspection, he sees it's a King. "Long live the great Bru Bru," he murmurs, making eye contact for a few seconds before looking away. That... makes Bruno tear up and take the piece, running his thumb over the embossed figure.
"J-just because you guys are giving me these things doesn't mean I won't kick your asses later." He clears his throat and focuses on Miranda now, who comes up to him and tacks on a golden oak leaf to his collar.
"You can do that after your nap." Miranda pats his cheek and beckons to the chair, the others taking off the items and bow, leaving the man with no other option than to sit in the recliner. She forces it to lean back and Bruno groans a little, staring up at them all.
"So what if I like my comfy chairs. I like the good things in life. Do I not deserve it?" He asks, an eyebrow raised before closing his eyes. This... is nice... really nice.
The Marine woman ruffles his hair and rolls her eyes. "Sure you do, Chair Force. Lukas. Now."
Bruno hears a camera click, and his eyes snap open to Lukas holding a polaroid camera. "What. Was. That?"
"Uhm... Gramp's first nap?"
"Run. You all better run!" Bruno scrambles to get off the chair as the rest of the team darts in different directions to hide from him. Sure, he may fit the stereotype just a little, but he can absolutely take down anyone with his Chair Force ass.
