Red Vs Blue Book of One-Shots

Until Dawn AU Part 2

(Just to clear up some stuffs: No, Simmons has not dated Locus, and I will also not make him as sassy as Emily. I instantly saw Grif as Matt, but Emily is like Simmons in a intellect perspective. I don't want Simmons to be... Well, not Simmons, so I'm sorry to all you UD fans who love Em. Da show must go on!)

"Man, I'm tired... Why didn't they put the lodge at the end of the ski lift?"

"To keep out intruders, I assume." Simmons stated, out of breath. Grif, however, sounded like a dying cow.

Simmons clapped Grif on the shoulder, smiling.

"Just a little farther. I promise you won't die."

"Oh, you don't know that." Grif grumbled, putting his hands in his knees to catch his breath. Simmons stopped as well, putting the luggage down in the assumption hat Grif needed a couple minutes.

After Grif cursed at everything to do with mountains and moving, he started to walk again, when Locus appeared out of nowhere, scaring the two dorks.

"W-What the hell man?!" Grif yelled, about to rip off his throat.

Simmons had learned at this point that he really hated Locus. Especially after the whole Kimball-Doyle incident.

"What, are you scared?" Locus grumbled, his deep voice making them flinch.

"Just stay out of my way, asshole." Grif muttered as he walked past him, holding Simmons' hand while doing so.

Simmons sighed, knowing it was going to be a long vacation.

Eventually, Simmons and Grif made it up to the lookout station at the lodge. The two threw down the bags, desperate for a break, when they had their second jumpscare.

"You two are really out of shape." Wash stated, making Grif and Simmons jump in the air and hug eachother in fear.

Wash rolled his eyes, and looked through the rusty telescope placed on the lookout.

"You're a piece of garbage. Not worse than Felix and Locus, but still worthy of dying." Grif lectured as he panted.

"Thanks, I really- Whoa... What...?" Wash said in shock as he stared through the looking glass.

"Who died?"

"More like who's making out. Ugh, gross..."

Grif and Simmons exchanged looks, before shoving Wash out of the way and seeing for themselves.

The telescope was old, broken, and dirty, but it still showed the clear view of Locus kissing Felix straight on the lips.

"... I'm so gonna black mail him."

"Oh, you don't hate him that much."

"I want him to die by my own bare hands."

"As much as you resemble a bear, I don't think that's possible." Wash chimed in, proud of his own pun.

Grif and Simmons were silent for a second, processing the joke, before facepalming.

"You really need to shut your mouth." Simmons muttered, starting to pick up the bags to head into the lodge.

"When can I open it?" Wash sarcastically asked.

"When Tucker pries it open with his own mouth."

Wash's eyes widened in shock, and his surprise emotion quickly turned into anger.

"I am not dating him!"

"Yet. You're not dating him yet."

~~~~~

"Felix, what are you-" Locus' face was met with a flurry of snow, but it felt more like cold knifes.

Felix shouted a victorious 'Ha!' And dodged into cover before he could be attacked himself.

"Come out, come out, wherever you are..." Locus taunted, keeping his eyes peeled for a sarcastic teenager.

"Think fast!" Felix yelled as he pelted another ice-ball at Locus, hitting spot on.

"You little..." Locus tackled Felix, pinning him directly on the snowy ground.

"I swear, one day you are going to kill me." He deadpanned.

Felix raised an eyebrow, and grabbed a tuft of snow before smothering it on Locus' face.

"Felix: One. Tough guy: Zero."

~~~~~

"Tucker!" York cheered, hooking an arm around his neck as they walked up to the lodge.

"Man, this thing looks different from from a year ago." Tucker noted, dropping his bag off inside the lodge.

"Damn, you're right..." Carolina added, and the sighed deeply, "God, it's so good to be inside and not in some Star Wars rebel base."

"Amen." York agreed, and took notice of the fireplace.

Grif and Simmons were sitting on the couch, exhausted as hell. Tucker was sitting on the staircase, as well as Carolina and Wash.

As the group became talking happily, Felix's loud, dramatic sigh was heard as the front door opened.

"Why isn't your lodge located by an elevator?" He groaned.

"To keep it intruders... And my parents could use the exercise."

Felix sighed again, and glanced over toward the direction of Simmons and Grif.

Everyone knew that those two forms were dating, except Locus and Felix. It was for a good reason, too.

Simmons gave a death stare back, about to say something before York interrupted.

"Hey Felix, I told Locus about a small cabin up the trail earlier. Maybe you two should hang out there for a little bit."

Locus saw what York was implying, and nodded, showing Felix the exit of the house.

As the door shut, Simmons sighed, rubbing his forehead.

"That's a relief."

(Alright, we have all our feels missiles ready to launch.

Part 3 should be soon!)