Hey! Ok...yeah...my explaination... ammmm

sorry!

I kinda forgot about this one... What with Red vs Blue not around much lately.

Hope this makes up for the wait!

When the base had fallen to sleep, he rose from his bed. Church was on a mission, and no amount of pain would stop him form completing it, at least that was what he thought, until he collapsed in a heap on the floor,

"Son of a Bitch!" he let out a quiet groan as he pulled himself up off the metal floor, making his way to the door. He crept down the hall, silently passing Tex's 'temporary room', also known as Church's room. He peeked in to make sure she was asleep. The woman was resting silently, her face looked troubled. Suddenly she let out a small sob. Sighing, Church quietly walked over to the sleeping soldier, placing his human hand gently on her arm, "Shh, it's Ok Ally." At the sound of her nickname, Tex's face relaxed and she rolled back on her side peacefully. Church smiled, leaving the room.

He reached the main room, pausing when he saw, "Sister? What the fuck are you doing up?!"

The yellow soldier looked up from her book, which Church would have assumed must be porn. She gave Church a threatening glare, "It was the only way she would sleep," she said pointing to the room where Tex was sleeping, "She was worried you might try to get out of here. I said I'd guard the exit, so she could get some rest."

Church scoffed, "What does she think I'll do?"

"Go after O'Malley."

He sighed, she was good, "How can I get passed you?" he asked, his impatience obvious.

Kaikaina, smirked, "I know one way…" she said seductively.

Church laughed, "No way! Why don't you go find Tucker?!"

"But Tucker's available," she rose from her seat, walking over to Church and putting a hand on his chest, "you're off-limits. That makes you more fun." She giggled.

"'Off-limits'?! Since when?" he then returned to the real situation, "Look, sis, you can either let me pass on your own free will. Or I can make you let me leave… and trust me… it would be in your best interest to just let me go."

Kaikaina sighed, "No fun! Fine, since you're gonna be boring," she gave him a hateful look as she moved to let Church pass, "But if Tex asks… you knocked me out."

Church scoffed, "Whatever." He shook his head as he left the base.

"Grif! If I hear you bitch one more time, I swear I will personally get in the Warthog AND RUN YOU OVER!"

"But Sarge! All I said was that I was tired!"

"That's it I'm getting the Warthog…" Sarge walked off, leaving Simmons and Grif.

Simmons turned to face his teammate, "Hey Grif?" he asked softly.

"Yeah?"

Simmons took a deep breath before replying, "Just so you know… when you die… I'm giving your armour to Donut."

"Fuck you man!"

Just then Donut came up, "Hey guys, what are you doing?"

"Failing." Grif replied instantly.

"What?" Donut looked at the two curiously.

Grif sighed and turned around, "Failing Donut. We. Are. Failing. We went up to the roof to get away from you, but now that you've found us… we've failed."

Donut was silent for a moment. Simmons turned to Grif, "I thought we were up here because the Warthog can't reach us…"

Grif turned to Simmons with a death glare. It would have been threatening, only his helmet hid his face. "Why the fuck did Sarge order us all guard the base tonight anyway? The blues are all sad, miserable, suicidal, and the list goes on! If anything we should be attacking them right now!"

"Shut up, Grif!" Simmons interrupted, "Sarge obviously knows what he's doing, I have faith in him."

"Kiss ass" the orange soldier coughed.

"What was that?!"

Grif cleared his throat, "I said kiss ass. You got a problem with that, Kiss ass?"

"Why you…" Simmons raised his fist ready to kill his ally. That's when Donut spoke, "Ah, guys, you might wanna check this out."

The two soldiers reluctantly backed away from each other, looking out into the canyon, "Is that… one of the Blues?"

Simmons scoffed, "Can't be! He ain't wearing any armour!"

"Maybe they want to have a Truce…" began Donut.

"Oh no they don't!" Grif snapped up the sniper, pointing it at the young man. The shot echoed through the canyon, followed by the man's shouting,

"SON OF A BITCH!"

"SHIT! I missed!" Grif cursed aiming the sniper again, but it was snatched off him before he could make the shot.

"Grif! What in the name of Michael Jackson are you doing?!" Sarge roared appearing behind him with the sniper in his hands.

"Sarge! Sorry, but… one of the Blues wanted to Truce and-"

Before Grif could finish, Sarge was aiming his sniper into the horizon, searching for the Blue.

"Looking for me?" a smug voice came from behind. Sarge flew around, sniper at the ready, but the young man held a hand up, "I wouldn't do that if I were you."

In his hand he held an armed grenade, "You shoot, I let go of the handle… and boom," a smirk spread across his face as he watched the Red's leader drop his weapon reluctantly, "Good. Now…all I want is a little chat."

"No. Fucking. Way." Grif breathed when Church had finished, "Didn't your girl like blow herself to stop him?! He can't still be alive!"

Church scoffed, "Well he is, and I need your help."

Sarge burst into laughter, "What's the matter, Blue? To scared to fight now that you got your body back?!"

Church sighed, "That's not it."

Sarge scoffed, "Sure it's not… I say you Blues are all the same, especially that little girlfriend of yours, all-" Before he could finish, Church had jumped up from the chair, pinning the Red leader up against the wall.

"Say one more word…" He threatened, waving the grenade in his hand, a crazed smile on his face.

Sarge sighed. He may be vicious, but he wasn't an idiot, "What do you want then?"

Releasing him Church answered, "I need a robot. A special robot."

Sarge smirked, "How special?"

Church returned to the base early that morning, only to be bombarded by Tex's questions,

"Where the hell have you been? What were you doing? Why didn't you tell any of us you were leaving? I can't believe you knocked out Kaikaina !"

Church looked over to see Sister giving him a silent apology. Church put up a hand to silence Tex, "I just needed some air… and when Sister wouldn't let me out, I got a little pissed."

"A little pissed? She told be you smacked her around with your pistol!"

Church gave a threatening glare to the bullshitting soldier, who was silently making her way back to her room. He then turned back to Tex, "Well I'm fine," he told her, lifting up his plain shirt, "See, not a scratch!" he smirked when he saw her go a slight pink, "You really shouldn't worry about me so much," he continued dismissively, "Someone might think you actually cared about my well-being."

Tex scoffed at this, regaining her composure, "As if anyone could care for your well-being!"

Caboose chose then to intervene, "I-I care-"

"Shut up Caboose!" both soldiers snapped.

Church smirked, "Well, good then. I'm going to get dressed." At that he walked off, leaving a fuming Tex behind. Walking down the hall he wondered who would be unfortunate enough to become her rage victim.

"Tucker you ASS!"

'Sucker!'

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