Figured some of you folks might like this. So!

I'm sitting on an A319 on my first leg out from Detroit to Denver, on my way to Idaho. Most of the trip has been quiet up until about 30 minutes before landing. I'm sittin there talking with the gal next to me who was watching me draw. Got to talking about the mascot below in the cargo hold and what I did for general work. Remembering I had Kronos in my backpack at my feet I pulled her out to show her.

About 5 or so minutes pass when a flight attendant passes by, stops, and asks if she can borrow the mask, her eyes getting wide as I hand it up to her. She starts walkin towards the back of the plane when she steps back to us, asking to borrow me as well. I shrugged and got up, the gal next to me following to watch.

We strolled back and scared the flight attendants in the back. They had me put it on, snapping pictures while they could. Before having the chance to take it off, they bundled me in with them in a sneaky march towards the front of the aircraft, trying not to disturb any sleeping passengers as we went by (it was a night flight). Got to the front, scared the girls up there, and made some passengers laugh alon the way. It was hilarious, I had never had this happen before!

Made it back to our seats, we started on our way down to Earth. I figured it was all over as I started to put things away. Oh silly me to think the flight attendants were going to let me get away this easily. NOPE.

Main gal comes back and let's me know we are getting in 20 minutes early, my next gate was only a couple down the way, and if she could ask for one more favor.. To stay on the plane till everyone else was off.. AND SCARE THE PILOT/ first man!!! Oh boy!

I'm sitting hunkered down watching everyone go by, waiting for a hand waive from the flight attendant. Finally I see her wiggle a finger and I put he head on once more, bobbing low up the isle. The pilot and first man are standing at the end chuckling at their 'surprise' and we chatted a moment.

Main gal walked me up the jet way and I scuffed a head, joking about how I was tempted to ask for a picture in the cockpit. She stopped, spun me right around, and started me back towards the plane, telling me to go get that picture!

I toddle in sheepishly and poke my head around the corner, catching the pilots attention. I ask if I could get a shot and he not only gets excited and agrees, but he takes the picture for me!

I skip up the jetway happily and finished my journey to Idaho. Oh what a week it's been so far.