I look at the control panel. Okay, the controls are the wrong way than they should be, but it looks like the pilot was trying to turn it the other way. That makes no sense, were the controls busted? I should.....aww sick! D*** plane just squirted gas on me.

I sighed as Yugi didn't respond and looked around for Edward. I noticed him in the plane and came over.

Agh, d*** gas. Wait is that a tiny flamethrower? Why is a tiny....s***! I'm on fire.

"EDWARD!" I yelled, and got a bucket, filled it with the seawater, and dumped it on him.

"F*** that hurt!" I yelled, "What plane has a tiny f***** flamethrower!"

"Edward, calm down!" I said, placing a hand on his shoulder.

I jerked around. "What plane has a tiny flamethrower?" I asked.

"Apparently this one!" I said and grabbed it. "This could be useful..."

I examine it before it exploded in my face.

"Edward!" I yelled.
(I have a feeling Edward is going to die at some point. -_-')

(*shrug*)

"Agh! It seems like this plane is trying to f***** kill me!"

"I dunno, maybeh." I say, walking over.

(Since Edward has no memory of some parts, it will move between points of view)

Edward's eyes began to bleed as he began smashing the control panel.

"Ehhhh...? He okay?" I ask, crossing my arms.

Edward ripped out the clutch stick and threw it threw the window.