It was a full minute before Sunny could open his eyes. By then they were nearly there and he closed them again for the landing. Not that he had a problem with heights or flying, but never having experienced it without a plane, or at least a parachute, it wasn't his favorite.
Once on the ground, his attention was on the Thunderbolts' lair, and all his detail oriented brain centered on making sure he wasn't missing anything that needed doing.
Tomorrow he'd schedule an appointment with Ms. Potts.
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