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Bradley finds out Maverick uses hair dye. It's the first time he considers the fact that Maverick is getting old.
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04 Jun 2026
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One fateful Saturday, not only does Hangman's therapist drop a bomb into his lap, but he also finds out that Bob was participating in a blood campaign that provided portraits to anyone who donated blood there.
When Bob refuses to draw Hangman under any circumstance, what other option does he have other than bothering him until he relents?
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03 Jun 2026
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Nearly a year after the mission that built the Dagger Squad, Jake was assigned Bob as his backseater.
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03 Jun 2026
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“Are you happy with yourself?” Nat asked. “You’ve made him into a circus attraction.”
“Kinda,” Rooster laughed, crossing his arms. “It's his fault for falling asleep out here. Hey, who's got a sharpie?”
“Okay–” Nat huffed, setting her hands on her hips.
“I'm kidding, I'm kidding!”
“Floyd!” she said, her voice loud and assertive, and Bob jerked awake immediately, knocking his book off of his lap.
“Huh?” he breathed, lifting his head off of the back of the armchair. Fanboy snatched Bob's wallet back from Harvard, tucking it under his leg hastily. Halo took a step back from where she was leaned over peering at his book, but she knocked her shin into the coffee table and swore. Rooster clasped his hands behind his back and tucked the twenties into his pocket, making his best attempt at a poker face, but he knew he was failing miserably. And Hangman, thank fuck, finally muted his stupid phone and looked up in earnest.
“That woke him up,” Payback said under his breath
“That'd wake any of us up,” Fanboy replied, nervously glancing at Nat. “Was she a drill sergeant in a past life?”
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Or, five times the daggers wake Bob up, and one time they can't get him to sleep.
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01 Jun 2026
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Walking at night around the Mojave was one of the closest things Maverick had to a supernatural experience with his feet on the ground. There was the ever-present edge of potential danger presented by his solitude in raw nature in the dark of night. And it was just enough of an edge to make the quiet more rejuvenating and the stars all that more brilliant above him. When sleep alluded him or betrayed him into memories or equally-as-horrific possibilities, Mav padded around the sand and let his loneliness and his smallness be comforted by a universe that was bigger even than the shrapnel still lodged in his heart.
Having a bunch of young aviators surrounding his bed in sickbay, squabbling over petty nothings, watching Mav fall asleep as the meds took him, was... It was embarrassing. It was heart-warming. It was...
It wasn’t walking outside in the Mojave, but Mav thought maybe it was time to trade in the lonely desert nights for something better.
Bradley and Maverick have that talk. After another series of events, including ballroom dancing lessons and a group movie night in the Mojave and a revelation or several.
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01 Jun 2026