The bus ride to the naval base was mostly quiet...
Not.
Rage and Cheese were screaming sea shanties at the top of their lungs to the point that it was almost deafening for anyone sitting next to them.
Red hadn't told them why they were heading to the base, even though he himself had no clue why his informant had decided to pop into existence after three years.
Red (mumbling): "Fucking bitch better have some tea..."
Pine: "You say something? I can't hear over those two."
Cheese/Rage: "WHAT DO WE DO WITH A DRUNKEN SAILOR!?"
Red: "They're getting louder on purpose."
Reaper: "What!?"
Red: "THEY'RE GETTING LOUDER ON PURPOSE!!"
Pine: "I STILL CAN'T HEAR!!"
Rage/Cheese: "WAY HEY AND UP SHE RISES!!!!!!!"
Everyone: "SHUT THE FUCK UP!!"
Red simply slammed the brakes on the minibus and watched as Rage flew out of his seat and bounced off of the windshield.
Rage: "Well that was fuckin' rude!"
Red: "It got you to shut up didn't it?"
Rage: "Since when the fuck were you allowed to make good points!?"
Red: "Since I got behind the wheel!"
Cheese: "... Sorry guys."
Reaper: "Don't apologise."
Cheese: "I'm not talking about that."
Reaper: "What are you- OH GOOD GOD!!"
Cheese: "EHEHEHEHEHEHEHEH."
Red: "THIS IS A MINIBUS, NOT AUSCHWITZ!!"
Rage: "The difference being?"
Pine: "GET A WINDOW OPEN!!"
Meanwhile, in one of the far back seats, Calli was hanging her head out of a window.She was feeling slightly ill and the weebs' shenanigans weren't helping. Especially after getting gassed.
After another hour of screaming, shouting and general crimes against humanity, the group arrived at the base. They received a few stares from passing soldiers as they fought to regain their breath, because apparently Cheese had to drop a few more gas grenades on the road.
Red then turned to the group.
Red: "Right, I've gotta go see my CO and our informant. I'll have one of the soldiers take you to the cafeteria. Do NOT destroy anything. Rage, I see you eyeing up those tanks. DO NOT."
Rage just rolled his eyes before making a mental note to steal the armour plating off of the tanks.
Red then called a soldier over and had him lead the weebs to the cafeteria. The group waited around while Smol occasionally flashbanged one of the soldiers with some rather horrific images. A few soldiers looked over at him with some rather intense glares while Rage and Cheese polished their firearms, of which there were many. To put it in a list, they were rocking:
One M134 minigun, heavily modified for Cheese's personal use in both human and bear form.
Seven L85A2 rifles
Eight Glock-18 handguns
Three Mk14 rifles
One L96A1 sniper rifle
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Weebs Central DxD: Rerun
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