This is one of those scenes that may not "make it" into the fanfic of awful i am writing.
However its such a scene that it would be a pity IF it did eventually get left out not to illustrate so view it as a "teaser" for what's to come.
Airbrush braced herself, in moments she knew she'd be crushed beneath the breaching dam.
But nothing happened.
No bone rending pain, no crushing agony...
She was reluctant to open her eyes. "Was it quick? did i not feel anything? am I dead?" she pondered.
Before she was able to determine for herself a familiar voice broke her reverie.
"Would you mind getting out before I drop these? I can only hold them for so long."
She opened her eyes but her joy quickly turned to terror.
"Really Airbrush you look as if you've seen a ghost, did I give you any reason to think I was dead?"
"don't worry, I'll be fixing that soon enough!" Snarled Lightning.