Donut: Pretty neat, huh?
He and Doc were looking at the Basebook station Simmons set up in Red Base.
Doc: So, who uses this?
Donut: Mainly just Simmons and Caboose. Oh wait, it looks like Sarge has a profile now, like!
Doc: And you just talk about yourself?
Donut: You can post pictures and stuff too. I've been downloading this picture of Freckles for a while.
Said download moved to sixteen percent.
Doc: How long has that been going for?
Donut: Oh, just a few hours.
Doc: You spent hours of our limited energy just downloading a single picture.
Donut: It is a very high quality picture.
Doc: Well, you can't argue with that! So, is this all you did while we were out last night?
Donut: Nope! I cleaned this base from top to bottom. It was the least I could do to make it look more presentable. I did the dishes, I wiped sand off the floor. . .
Doc: Wow. Did you clean Grif's room?
Donut: Grif has a room?
Doc: Well, he and Simmons share that side of the base. But, Grif's stuff kind of overflowed into the roof!
Donut: Woo, let me take a peek!
He moved upstairs while Doc looked at the screen.
Doc: Oh my gosh! If this post gets over ten thousand likes, Basebook will pay for a rescue team to come save us!
He heard a wail form upstairs.
Doc: I know! It sounds too good to be true!
*With Grif*
The Orange Soldier was outside the base with a table of future cubes. He was still testing them as Donut marched to him.
Donut: Dexter Grif!
Grif: Huh?
Donut: I can't live in this base with the way you've been treating it. The layout is all wrong! The color palette is atrocious! And the garden doesn't even have flowers in it- just vegetables! Also, I think someone tried to plant candy corn at some point.
Grif: *coughs* I wonder who did that.
The medic then came out.
Doc: How's the testing going?
Grif: Well Doc, after countless experiments, I have determined that the teleportation cubes are still FUCKING AWESOME. All other data has been inconclusive.
Doc: Grif, I really think we should've be messing with these. They could be dangerous! We can't just keep throwing them around all Willy-Nilly.
Donut: Gimme that!
He snatched two.
Grif: Hey!
The Pink Soldier launched it onto the roof of Red Base and it absorbed all of Grif's stuff!
Grif: My stuff!
Donut then turned and catapulted a second one, the cube arching over the ship and to the other end of the canyon. . .
Doc: Nice arm. . .
Donut: There! If you're not responsible enough to clean your room, then you can just say goodbye to everything that was in it.
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Red Vs Blue, & there's Magenta: Season Eleven
FanfictionRed Vs Blue, but with a twist! A year after the complete destruction of Project Freelancer, the Reds and Blues were stranded, shipwrecked on an unknown planet and stuck inside a canyon once again. Tensions were rising within the Blue team and the R...
