Ticking in the background as it fades in on Grif Alex and Church.
Grif: Guys I'm a red too, I'm a red! I don't even know this guy! Come on, let me out.
Alex: the orange one and I aren't blue .
Church: Thanks for the support, Alex, Grif. Way to be a team player.
Grif: Hey, I gotta think about myself here.
Alex: same.
Church: There's no "I" in team, Grif, Alex.
Grif: Yeah, there's no "U" either. So I guess if I'm not on the team, and you're not on the team, nobody's on the God damn team. The team sucks!
Alex: Well besides red team.
Church: What I can't figure out is why the reds are still here. Tex already wiped out all the blues. Why wouldn't they just pull out?
Alex: It's Red Command.
Grif: As someone who's taken orders from Red Command for the last three years, trust me, it's not that surprising.
Cut to Sarge, Will, Caboose and Simmons in the janitor closet.
Simmons: Okay, we traced the bomb activation signal to Sidewinder. How much time do we have left Sarge?
Will: Caboose why did you touch it.
Donut: (through staticky radio) Everyone here is set to transport.
Tucker: (through staticky radio) I'm not going through that thing. I'm serious.
Sarge: We need to get there as soon as possible. Did you set their teleporter to take them straight to Sidewinder?
Will: wait Church used to be stationed there.
Simmons: I walked Donut through it. He says he did everything right, but I figure they have a fifty/fifty chance of ending up in Sidewinder, or in the middle of deep space.
Sarge: What about us?
Simmons: I programmed ours myself. We're fine.
Sarge: I find the risks acceptable.
Donut: I never knew a Phillips screwdriver was the X one. Do you think it's named after a guy named Phillip? That guy Phillip must have a fucked-up-shaped head!
Tucker: Yeah. Screw this, I'm walking.
Sarge: Alright, then saddle up! Don't worry Grif and Church, here comes the cavalry! Hyaaaaa!
Sarge runs through a teleporter, and emerges from another behind Caboose.
Sarge: Hyaaaaa- oh!
Simmons: Uh sir? The teleporter I reprogrammed is over there.
Sarge: Oh well, heads up evil-doers; here we come to save the diya-ah forget it, let's just go.
Cut to Grif Alex & Church
Grif: (singing poorly and totally out of tune) Nobody knows, the trouble I've seen. Nobody knows but Jesus.
Alex: Grif please stop!
Church: Will you shut up?
Grif: You just can't face the fact that I've adjusted to life on the inside! I'm hard now!
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Red vs blue season 3 male oc
FanfictionThe reds and blues are separated while chasing O'mali the teleported malfunction and now the grup of dumb assholes must stop him and save the galaxy possibly travle through time and fight robots Red vs blue and cover owned by rooster teeth Oc char...