(Y/N) and Mari finally made back to Blood Gulch after dealing with Command for the past few hours and it was good to be back...but when they got back they were not expecting...this.
Walking over to Tucker and the rookie, they were about to call them over when they overheard what Tucker was saying.
Tucker: Come in, Blue Command. This is Blood Gulch Outpost Alpha. Do you read me?
Caboose: Okay, that is the last of it. Your armor is clean now!
Tucker: Did you get all the black stuff off?
Just then (Y/N) and Mari radio were turned on as well.
Vic: This is Blue Command. Come in, Blood Gulch Outpost Alpha.
Tucker: Hello, Command! We need help!
Vic: Roger that, Blood Gulch. What is your request?
Tucker: I don't know what the technical military term is for it, but, uh, we're pretty fucked up down here. We need men!
Vic: (pauses) Dude, how long have you guys been down there?
Tucker: No, no, no, n-not like that! We need more men to help us.
Vic: Roger that. Did you get the tank we sent?
Tucker: Yeah, that got blown up too.
Vic: Wow. Sucks to be you.
Tucker: Yeah, we know.
Vic: Okay, here's what I can do. The nearest Blue forces can be there in 16 days, or I-
Tucker: 16 days!? That's almost 2 weeks!
Vic: OR I can hire a nearby Freelancer and get him there within a few hours.
Caboose: I like the "in an hour" one.
Tucker: Yeah, me too. Roger that, Command. We prefer the quicker solution.
Vic: 10-4, Blood Gulch. We'll contact Freelancer Tex and have them there post-haste. Command out.
The radio then cuts off.
Tucker: Whoever he is, make sure he can fix a tank.
Caboose: What's a Freelancer?
Tucker: Freelancers are independent. They're not Red or Blue. They're just guns for hire who'll fight for whoever has the most money.
Caboose: Like a mercenary.
Tucker: Right. Or like your mom when the rent's due.
Caboose: ...Oh, that's funny.
Tucker: Yeah? You didn't think that was too obvious?
Caboose: No, no, not at all. It- It was good.
(Y/N): Ahem!
Tucker and Caboose turned around to see the other members have returned.
Tucker: Ah oh.
(Y/N): Tucker explained what had happened in the last few hours while Mari and I were not here.
Tucker: So bottom Church died, our tank got blown up. And I called command and had them get us a freelancer.
Mari: That's it?
Caboose: Oh and we lost our flag.
(Y/N): God fucking dammit. I leave for a day and everything has gone to tell. Why didn't you fucks call command to send us back YOU DUMB IDIOTS!
(Y/N) screamed as he was really pissed off.
Mari: Calm down, we will get our flag.
Mari then threw a glare at (Y/N), who ignored her.
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Red vs Blue: Blood Gulch Chronicals
Fanfiction(Y/N) Church did not expect to place in a box canyon in the middle of no where. He didn't like that he was here, but he had to admit it was nice.
