Red Vs. Blue: FF

Arc Two

"So Sarge made Redding's prosthetic leg," Grif asked out loud. Him, Simmons, Donut, Doc, Caboose, Tucker, and Washington were sitting around an extinguished campfire. A pelican flew past in the distance, unnoticed.

"That's what they told us," Simmons shrugged, before going back to the papers he had retrieved from the mountain lab.

"And no one else thinks there could be a problem," Grif raised an eyebrow.

"Well, Sarge built two robots," Donut said.

"Yeah, that can only speak Spanish and tend to revolt," Grif retorted.

"But doesn't the leg respond to muscle movements or whatever," Donut asked.

"For basic movement functions, and only for Redding," Church said from Tucker's shoulder.

"What do you mean," Simmons asked.

"When I was first paired up with her, I had to translate her intended movements to her leg until she readjusted to it. Also, Sarge may have installed a few other functions that don't activate based off of muscle or nerve movement," Church responded.

"How easy was that," Tucker asked.

"Oh, it was easy enough... Once I downloaded and installed a language translator," Church answered.

"So you can speak Spanish," Donut asked.

"Nein, es war auf Deutsch," Church responded. Everyone just stared at him. "No, not Spanish," Church sighed.

"So what are you doing over here, instead of with Redding," Washington asked.

"Sarge was saying I'd 'mess up' the new leg if I was inhabiting her suit during the process," Church mocked, "So I'm taking a better look at Tucker's suit in the mean time."

"But you've been talking with us," Tucker pointed out, "And wouldn't I know if you were checking out the suit?"

"Multi-tasking, man. While we've been talking, I've been reading the logs," Church responded.

"So how long do you think it's gonna take them," Doc asked.

"All done," Sarge announced as he walked towards the group.

"That was quick," Washington commented. Skye was walking behind Sarge with a stiff right leg, her accents a royal blue color.

"Alright, Xi," she said, "You can come on back." Church vanished from Tucker's shoulder, as Skye's accents faded back to a light blue. Church appeared on her shoulder as she started to move her leg around more naturally.

"It's still hard to believe that you two are related," Simmons stated.

"Really," Grif and Sarge questioned at the same time. "She acts a lot like him," Grif continued.

"I'm with Simmons," Tucker said, crossing his arms. "She's too hot," he continued, winking. Sarge's shotgun cocked to the side of Tucker's head. Behind his head, a pistol and a battle rifle cocked next to a machine gun.

The others were just staring at the three new soldiers aiming their guns at Tucker. "Don't you dare talk about our big Sis like that," the machine gunner growled. He was big, wearing blue armor with black accents. The owner of the battle rifle, to the left of the machine gunner, was on the smaller side, wearing brown armor with green accents. On the machine gunner's right was a medium build soldier wearing gray armor with white accents. On his back was a gravity hammer.

"Who the fuck are you," Grif asked.

"My team," Skye stated, "Allow me to introduce you all." Skye pointed at the soldier in gray, "First Lieutenant Jonathan Rabbit, who serves as our medical officer." The soldier in blue, "Gunnery Sergeant Teddy Walters, our weapons specialist." The soldier in brown, "And Corporeal George Boone, who can drive anything." Boone crossed his arms proudly.