“This is it, I think.” Alec said, pointing to a small dot on a map. He leaned up against his bike holding the map in front of Max. They were stopped at a gas station in the middle of nowhere— very lost.
“Did Manticore even teach you how to read a map?” Max teased, watching Alec helplessly looking at the large piece of paper.
“I never needed a map, I always knew where I was going.” He said, grinning.
“Just go ask someone for directions.” Max said, Alec was being so stubborn.
“No, I can do this by myself… If we keep going left we should get there in about an hour.” He stated, folding up the map, “That’s what we’re doing, we’re going left.”
Max shook her head and went over to someone filling up his gas tank. Alec watched her. She could never admit that he was right for a change and that *she* was wrong. He knew exactly where they were go—
“We’re supposed to go right for about twenty minutes,” she corrected.
“Oh… Are you going to trust me, or some stranger filling up his tank?”
“Well, that stranger has lived in this area for about fifty years, so yeah… I’m going to go with what he said.” Max replied, starting up her bike.
“Fine, we’ll do it your way… this is your mission.” Alec said, giving in. “We don’t even know if it’s a transgenic that’s been causing havoc there anyway.”
“What else could it be?”
“Good point. Next stop… Sunnyville!”
“Sunny*dale*”
“Yeah, whatever.”
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