We continue off the same day. Chruch had caught up to Donut.
Church: "FREEZE!"
Donut: "Hey, why the hell were you shooting at me? You could've hit me, dick!"
Church: "Can it. Don't try to play stupid with me, Sarge. I know who you are. We've been spying on you for three weeks now."
Donut: "I just got here two hours ago, and I'm not a sergeant, I'm a private."
Church: "Wait a minute, you're not the sergeant!"
Donut: "Yeah, that's what I just said."
Church: "Well then how the hell did you manage to steal our flag?"
Donut: "Steal? I have no idea what you're talking about!"
The other end of the teleporter was between them, and Tucker came out with his armor black.
Tucker: "THREE!"
Church: "JESUS!"
Donut: "HOLY SHIT! Who is this guy?"
Church: "What in the hell?! Tucker? Is that you?"
Tucker: "H-How did you get up here ahead of me?"
Donut: "And what's with all that black shit on your armor?"
Tucker then notices Donut and points a gun at him.
Tucker: "Hey! Freeze, Sarge!"
Donut: "Would you stop calling me sergeant? I'm still just a private."
Tucker: "The sarge is still a private?...Oh, my God. The teleporter sent me back in time!"
With the Reds. Iverson, Simmons, and Griff all hoped in the Warthog. Griff hoped inthe drivers side while Iverson took Shotgun.
Griff: "Sorry, Lopez. We need the jeep."
Simmons: "I'll take gunner."
Simmons got on the back and positioned himself.
Simmons: "Ready."
Iverson: "Let's roll."
They backed out and drove off to save Donut, with the best mariachi music setting the mood.
Griff: "How do you turn off the fucking radio?"
Iverson: "Don't worry, Lopez! I'll bring her back in one piece!"
Back with the Blues, and Donut.
Tucker: "Look, I know you don't know me, but you have to believe what I'm about to tell you. Sometime in your future, I get stationed here at Blood Gultch, and we meet. And this guy here, he gets promoted to sergeant of the Red Army, and we spy on them. And they get this new jeep, and I'm like, 'There is no way you can pick up chick's in a tank!'."
Church: "Tucker, what the fuck are you babbling about?"
Tucker: "I know all this sounds crazy, but he eventually becomes a sergeant, and then one day we get a tank, and he comes and steals our flag while we're distracted!"
Donut: "Is this guy a retard?"
Church: "Red, shut up. Tucker, listen to me. You haven't gone back in time, okay? This IS the guy, he's just not the sergeant."
Meanwhile in the distance, upbeat mariachi music started to approach the three of them.
Church: "Turns out, this is just some dumb rookie who happens to have the same color armor as him. He got in somehow, just-FOR GODS SAKE, WHAT IS THAT MUSIC?!"

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Agent From The Boot(RVB X Male OC)
FanfictionYou know the drill! Marcus Iverson, AKA Agent Louisiana, is another freelancer. But has been assigned to the Red team in Blood Gultch Outpost Number One. Read and explore the adventures that he, Simmons, Sarge, Donut, and Griff get into.