Meticulously going back through cutscenes of GZ and TPP just to make sure I’ve got timelines down accurately for my fic and like jesus christ

It’s still dark out when their chopper goes down at the end of GZ, it maybe looks like it’s close to sunrise if you look closely – and allowing for an accurate passage of time, BB showed up at the base in Cuba at midnight, carried out the mission, and judging on average helicopter speeds and the amount of distance between the southernmost point of Cuba to Barranquilla, it’d maybe be like a four hour transit time. Give or take, since MB isn’t exactly on the coast, but some distance offshore. So it very well could be hours before sunrise when their chopper plunges into the ocean.

Skip to TPP, Kaz watches as BB falls into a coma as doctors try to resuscitate him. The time specifically states that it’s 1:31 pm. So. Basically. We’re to assume they were stranded in the middle of the ocean for several hours before rescuers arrived on the scene to transport them to the hospital in Colombia.

So imagine Kaz, in a chopper in the middle of the ocean flooding with water, fucking everyone is dead, BB is unresponsive, medic is still conscious but probably can’t speak or do shit because he’s all fucked up and his face is full of metal and bone, he’s probably struggling just to breathe and very likely doing his best to convey directions to Kaz on how to keep BB stable and Kaz is losing his shit because he’s the only one still lucid and able-bodied as he watches the two men he loves struggling to stay alive for HOURS IN A STRANDED CHOPPER IN THE MIDDLE OF THE FUCKING OCEAN waiting for help to arrive

From like just before sunrise to, maybe like noon or so. 

Haha jesus christ I love suffering

Do BB for the headcannon thing! =)

What they smell like: Damp cedar and tobacco, earthy maduro, that humidor smell (tbh I love that smell, I always jump on the customers that want to buy a cigar because that means I get to open the humidor and stick my head in ^_^)

How they sleep (sleeping position, schedule, etc): Boring, rigid on a narrow cot on his back. Or in the mud, he’s an animal. But if he’s in bed with Kaz, after he falls asleep he’ll curl into him and let Kaz spoon him

What music they enjoy: BB FUCKING LOVES ELVIS OK

How much time they spend getting ready every morning: Haha none. He’s an animal, he makes the neckbeard look fabulous. But sometimes he’ll take ten minutes to trim/shape it at Kaz’s insistence because it gets scratchy and cumbersome when Kaz gets kissy and affectionate =D

Their favorite thing to collect: He secretly collects photographs of people he cares about because U KNO HE’S SENTIMENTAL, OBVIOUSLY. The Boss, EVA, Ocelot’s punk ass, TONS of pictures of Kaz.

Left or right-handed: Canonically he’s right-handed, but I kind of see him as being ambidextrous

Religion (if any): SANTAISM. No, not satanism, SANTAISM. He loves Santa. T_T

Favorite sport: He likes beach volleyball too. It’s a Thing in the MSF and he just likes tumbling around in the sand with Kaz and Medic. ^_^ HE ALSO LIKES GOLF THOUGH ‘CAUSE HE’S A TYPICAL FRUMPY DAD.

Favorite touristy thing to do when traveling (museums, local food, sightseeing, etc): He’s a massive dork about indigenous plants and animals in the area so he knows whether or not he can EAT THEM

Favorite kind of weather: He likes cold weather and snow ‘cause it makes him think of SANTA

A weird/obscure fear they have: idk, mongooses??? mongeese? what the fuck is the plural for mongoose lol lol lol

The carnival/arcade game they always win without fail: That Test-Your-Strength game with the mallet and the bell. BB fucking breaks the goddamn bell every time (and sometimes the mallet), carnies hate him =D =D =D