TuckerXreader

Chapter Four

"Dude I'm telling you, that was a girl!" Tucker exclaimed excitedly.

Church looked up at him from his spot on the couch. "Tucker, even if it was, she went to red base. Which means she's gonna try and kill us."

"Yeah I know, but she was wearing purple!"

"And?"

"And that means she's a medic! She's on both sides." He added, excitedly.

"You know it never ceases to amaze me how fucking perceptive you can be when you're creeping on a girl." Church said.

"I don't creep on girls!" Tucker exclaimed.

"Sure you don't." Church rolled his eyes. "Besides, it's not like any of the girls that have come here so far aren't batshit crazy with itchy trigger fingers."

"That's true, but she's a medic. They're not supposed to hurt people." He argued.

"Tell that to Doc." Church grumbled.

"Maybe we should introduce ourselves?" Tucker suggested.

"Are we going to make a new friend?" Caboose said excitedly, skipping into the room.

"See, Caboose is on board." Tucker grinned at Church. "Yes we are."

"Awesome!" Caboose exclaimed.

"Well you guys can go, I don't care enough to try and stop you." Church replied.

"Great! Where are they?" Caboose asked Tucker.

"Red base." He answered.

"Um, actually I think I will stay here with Church." Caboose mumbled, staring at the ground.

"Aw, come on man." Tucker whined.

Caboose looked at his feet.

"I'll get you a glass of orange juice." Tucker offered. Caboose took interest, but didn't reply. "And a cookie?"

"Alright! Let's go!" Caboose said excitedly.

"Awesome, Church are you sure you don't want to tag along?" Tucker asked, beginning to walk towards the door.

"I'm sure." Church said adamantly.

"Your loss dude, more booty for me." And with that the duo left their base.

~

Caboose and Tucker were about 10 metres away from the base when the maroon clad soldier standing on top of the base noticed them.

"What the fuck do you guys want?" Simmons called to them.

"Hi Simon!" Caboose shouted back.

"Yo, we just came over to meet the new girl." Tucker grinned.

"No. Fucking. Way."

"Come on man." Tucker tried. "Don't be an asshole."

"Go away before I shoot you." Simmons warned.

The purple soldier joined Simmons. "Hey Simmons, if you don't mind I need to give you a physical examination at your earliest convenience." She looked down and waved. "Hi!" She turned back to Simmons. "Who are these guys?"

"I - uh, um - th-they're Blues." Simmons paused. "Ph-physic-al ex-ex-examination??" He sounded scared.

"Hey sweet cheeks, you can physically examine me. Bow chicka bow wow!" Tucker offered shamelessly.