Fade in to the Reds for Sarge's service 
Simmons: And now, Grif has asked to say a few things about our beloved Sarge. 
Grif: Hey everybody, it's great to be here. Well, what can I say about a guy like Sarge. I mean besides, "good riddence." Hoooo. 
Grif's Sister: Yeah- 
Grif: But seriously, Sarge lived a great life. And now that he's dead, our lives are pretty good too. Zing! Hahahahaa, you know what I'm talking about. 
Sarge: Come on, is this a rememberance or a roast? 
Grif: Quiet in the front row. And I'm not askin', and he's not tellin', but I heard when Donut first came to the base, Sarge spent a lot of time talkin' about glazed donut holes, if you know what I mean. Hiyoooo. 
Simmons: Too soon! 
Grif: Hey now. 
Alroy: I don't get it.
Sarge: This is the worst funeral I've ever had! You losers better step up the crying, pronto! 
Alroy: I barely even know you. I have a good grasp on your personality but apart from that-
Simmons: (cutting off Alroy) Oh, don't worry sir, I've written a stirring speech that's sure to tug at everyone's heartstrings. 
Sarge: Good to hear it, now get with the eulogizing!
Alroy: This is stupid. Oh so stupid.
Simmons runs up to the front. 
Simmons: On it, sir. 
Grif: And who could forget the time Sarge showed us all how to field strip Simmons'- 
Simmons: Okay that's enough, I said five minutes, Grif. 
Grif: Bye everybody, I'll be appearing at the Laugh Cavern every Tuesday.
Alroy: (interrupting Grif with a sigh) And now he is advertising his comedy routine.
Grif: (continuing) Ladies drink free. 
Grif's Sister: Whoohoooo! 
Grif: Not you! 
Grif's Sister: Aw. 
Alroy: (sarcastically) How unfortunate...
Simmons: Okay, whatever, get off. Hello everyone. I'm here to say a few words about our friend Sarge. 
Grif: Boo, you suck. 
Simmons: Grif, get off the stage! 
Grif: Uh, sorry. 
Grif retreats to the peanut gallery 
Simmons: Okay, like I was saying, I'm here to say a few words about Sarge. 
Grif: Boooo, you suck! 
Simmons: As you all know, Sarge was a magnificent leader, and he was a great inspiration to all his troops. 
Sarge: Hh, Simmons was right, this is so emotional. Where's my hankie? 
Simmons: He was a man of honour, discipline, and character. 
Sarge: It's like he's saying what we're all thinking. 
Alroy: No. He isn't.
Grif: If he was saying what I'm thinkin' he'd be yawning while he said it. 
                                      
                                   
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MIA: Blood Gulch Chronicles
FanfictionÚlfa Hjörmundardóttir, a runaway Freelancer disguised as a Simulation Trooper. What would happen if she were to be sent onto a D82-EST Darter that just so happened to be heading towards Blood Gulch? Find out in MIA! Disclaimer: I do not own Red vs...
 
                                               
                                                  