#engineersoldier

Engineer stood patiently outside of the little diner, a smile tugging at his lips. He should be annoyed, he should be storming into the diner and demanding one of everything on the menu. After driving all day and night he was starving, not the mention the agonizing two hours they lost in traffic before hitting empty desert roads.

“All clear?” Engie asked Solider as he rounded the diner corner, lowering his shovel.

“Affirmative. I have swept the perimeter and there are no signs of the enemy.”

“Well, that’s good cause if I don’t get a meal soon I’m like to start shooting. and I'd rather not drop a civilian.”

Soldier slung his arm around Engineer, “I will cover you!”

The Texan chuckled as he led Solider through the double doors. The waitress behind the counter told them to sit anywhere and the two men choose a booth toward the back. The menus were already on the table, Engie took one glance and knew what he wanted. Soldier on the other hand, was carefully inspecting each line of each page, trying to make out the words.

“Do they have ribs?” Soldier finally asked.

“It’s a diner, they got everything, darlin’.”

Soldier shut the menu and slid it away from him just as the waitress arrived.

“What can I for y’all?” She had her pen poised and ready.

“Eggs benedict, please,” Engineer asked.

“Benedict!” Soldier yelled, hands slamming on the table. “You’re ordering a traitor’s breakfast!”

“Well, technically-” Engineer tried to soothe him.

“I will not have it!” Soldier exclaimed, making the waitress jump.

“Okay, okay,” Engineer handed his menu over. “A western omelet then.”

The woman looked relieved as she wrote his order down. “And for you, sir?”

“Eggs benedict,” Soldier said.

“Now hold on a second!” Engie started but Soldier cut him off.

“What? I’m going to defeat him at his own game.”

Engineer chuckled. “Darlin’, what I’d pay to live a day in your brain.”