Fade in. The tank is seen driving over a bridge, heading for Blue base. Cut to Tucker exiting the base.
Tucker: Oh shit.
Will: I told you not to give Caboose the damn tank.
Tucker: Technically I Sarge the tank.
Ava: And yet Caboose is driving.
Caboose and Delta appears from behind the tank
Caboose: We are back.
Delta: And we got the tank back.
Tucker: Caboose?! Christ I thought you were in that thing. Wait, who is in that thing?
Wash exits the tank
Washington: Hello private.
Tucker: Oh shit.
Wash: Tucker, what is the one thing I tell you each and every morning?
Tucker: Wake up.
Wash: The other thing.
Tucker: For the love of god, stop sleeping naked.
Wash: Don't let anyone touch the tank.
Tucker: Heh, okay I can see where you're going with this.
Wash: Until we're rescued, we need to be more mindful of the supplies that we have.
Tucker: I know, I know. Ration the food, maintain our equipment.
Caboose: Brush your teeth, don't talk to strangers, try not to shoot anyone while they're trying to brush their teeth.
Will: Make sure Caboose's gun is on safety.
Wash: And always report in to me.
Tucker: Do we have to?
Wash: Yes. I even put up that old Blue Team organizational chart to help demonstrate the point.
Cut to a view of the Blue team's organization chart
Tucker: Yeah, but we never really listened to that. Church just kinda shouted orders and we'd get around to them...eventually. Or we wouldn't, whatever.
Caboose: He was an inspiration to us all.
Ava: He was a bad leader.
Caboose: How dare you Church was the best leader we ever had!
Wash: Well Church and Carolina decided to run off without so much as a goodbye. So it's up to me to keep us all together. Maybe if someone hadn't have crashed the ship, we wouldn't be in this mess.
Tucker: Whoa, wait a second. Why are you looking at me when you say that?
Wash: I just have a hard time believing that thousands of well trained crew members were to blame for the incident.
Will: I think part of it was Caboose's fault.
Tucker: Well they definitely didn't survive it. Ah ha ha ha. Ahem.
Wash: Wow.
Delta: Ouch.
Tucker: Yeah.
Wash: You proud of yourself?
Tucker: No.
Will: To soon Tucker.
Caboose: Yeah that was, that's too soon. Prob-probably too soon for sound effects too. (makes sound effects) "Meeer. Oh god help us, Kapow." Yeah that's too soon.
Ava: Way to soon.
Cut to Red base, where Sarge approaches Grif South, Alex and Simmons outside the base
Sarge: Absolutely unacceptable.
Simmons: I couldn't agree more sir.
Grif: But you have no idea what he's going to say.
Simmons: Oh, right yea, just got a little excited.
Alex: You are the worst kind of person.
Sarge: Quiet morons, we've got a situation on our hands.
Grif: Which is?
Sarge: The deplorable condition of Red Base.
Grif: You're still hung up on that? We're stranded in the middle of nowhere surrounded by a mysterious, and seemingly uninhabited jungle might I add, and you're worried about the condition of our makeshift fort?
Simmons: Besides, I don't think our base is even that bad.
Grif: Well...I wouldn't say that.
Alex: Ya.
South: It has some problems Simmons.
Simmons: What? What's wrong with it?
Grif: Seriously? There's an enormous hole in the roof. Every night it rains, I get washed into the corner!
Alex: Last time it rains my blankets got socked and I was freezing for three nights.
South: We also lost some equipment during the rain.
Cut to a view of Red base's hole
Simmons: Oh, well, yeah there's that, but I mean overall.
Sarge: And the majority of the west wing is made up of sand bags and rain tarps.
Grif: Which reminds me. If we have rain tarps, why aren't we using them to cover up the hole in the roof?
Alex: It would keep us dray.
Simmons: Listen, I think you guys are blowing this whole thing a little out of proportion.
Grif: You're just saying that because you're the one that designed the base.
Simmons: Well I did a better job than you would have done.
Sarge: That's not saying much.
Grif: I bet I could at least do it in a better location.
Simmons: But this is the best location. The sunlight is perfect for maintaining my vegetable garden and the faulty engine from the ship should keep us warm all winter.
Sarge: But aren't slipspace engines extremely radioactive?
Cut to a view of the slipspace engine
Grif: Well that would explain why my hair keeps falling out and why all your cabbages have three heads.
South: It would also explain why my skin has started glowing abit.
Simmons: I thought I was just really good at farming.
Alex: Keep telling your self that now if you excuse me I got tools to look for
Alex walks back into Red base.
Grif: No Simmons, you're good at other things. Like always being on time, maintaining your virginity.
Grif runs towards Red base Followed my South.
Simmons: (yelling) Oh yeah, well we'll see who's laughing when my garden produces a bountiful crop in the coming harvest!
South: I would prefer normal food not radioactive food Simmons!
Grif: Glad to hear you still have that virginity on lock-down buddy.
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Red Vs Blue season 11 male oc
FanfictionThe assholes you all know are shipwrecked. They have to try and survive and deal with there normal hilarious trouble. They also have a giant pet killer robot that could kill them all.
