S1 Episode 2: Red Gets A Delivery

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We cut to the outside of the base where we see Callan walking towards Sarge before reaching him

Callan: You called Sarge?

Sarge: Yes Callan I did, but first-

Sarge then looks at Grif and Simmons who are still walking slowly towards Sarge

Sarge: Hurry up, ladies! This ain't no ice cream social!

Simmons and Grif then exchanged looks before looking back at Sarge

Simmons: Ice cream social?

Sarge: Stop the pillow talk, you two. Anyone. Want to guess. Why I gathered you here? Today?

Grif: Uh, is it because the war's over and you're sending us home?

Callan: Pfft, you wish

Sarge: (Sarcastic and looks at Grif) That's exactly it private. War's over. We won. Turns out you're the big hero, and we're gonna hold a parade in your honor. I get to drive the float, Callan is in charge of the merchandise, and Simmons here IS IN CHARGE OF THE CONFETTI!

Grif: I'm no stranger to sarcasm, sir

Sarge: God DAMN it, Private! Shut your damn mouth, or else I'll have Simmons silt your throat while you're asleep!

Simmons: Oh, I'd do it, too

Sarge: I know you would, Simmons. Good man

Callan/Grif: (Kissass)

Callan: Hang on Sarge. Isn't that a little extreme?

Simmons: Wasn't Grif the one who destroyed your nearly completed nine-month project on the Hydra?

Callan: (Reloads his magnum) Say the signal and I'll do it, Sarge

Sarge: One day Callan. One day. Now a couple of things today, ladies and Callan. Command has seen fit to increase our ranks here at Blood Gulch Outpost Number One

Grif: Crap. We're getting a rookie

Sarge: That's right, dead man

Callan: When's our rookie coming here Sarge?

Sarge: Our new recruit will be here within the week. But today, we received the first part of our shipment from Command

Grif, Callan, and Simmons look at each other before looking at Sarge. Sarge then turned to the hill behind him

Sarge: Lopez, bring up the vehicle

A Soldier in brown armor named Lopez is seen driving a warthog  before stopping next to the reds

Simmons: Shotgun!

Grif: Shotgun!

Grif then realizes that he was too late

Grif: FUCK!

Sarge: May I introduce our new, light reconnaissance vehicle. It has four-inch armor plating, mag bumper suspension, a mounted machine gunner position, and total seating for three. Gentlemen! This is the M12 LRV! I like to call it the Warthog

Simmons: Why Warthog, sir?

Sarge: Because M12 LRV is too hard to say in conversation son

Callan: You know, I think I can make some modifications to the Warthog, with the right materials and equipment. Maybe replace the gunner position with a rocket launcher

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