fandomtownies | The Junkyard; Early Saturday Afternoon [03/16].

Summer, of course, naturally, had big plans for St. Patty's Day barhopping in Baltimore later, but there was still plenty of time before she had to get ready for any of that, so she figured now was a good time to maybe do a little maintenance on the ship. It had been running fine, of course, but she hadn't really had the chance to really give it a tune-up in a while, and with spring fast approaching, it wouldn't hurt to tighten some bolts, patch up some holes, polish a few knobs (ahem). Besides, when she did have it out recently in Stark's space, she thought she could hear a little rattling under the hood that was subtle, but present enough to make her feel a little worried, especially if she was doing things like promising to take Harley out for a space spin sometime soon.

Like, how embarrassing would that be, to fly someone out up to the moon or something, only to have the lamest thing about it not be the fact that this dimension's moon was boring as hell, but that her ship broke down once they got there.

So she had her toolbox, she had her cute pink mechanics jumpsuit on, some Beach Bunny and Mitski and T. Swift pumping out of the outboard speakers, her users manual up on her holo-pedia, and she was getting to work.

And maybe after this, she actually should bother Amaya to teach her the ins-and-outs of the Squishy machine. If Summer could do maintenance on her own car like this, you'd think she should be able to handle a goddamn Squishy machine, too, now that she thought about it.

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