Red Vs. Blue: FF

Arc Three

"Ever wonder why we're here," Grif asked aloud.

"I'm pretty sure I have a grasp on why we're here," Simmons responded.

"Why is it always us," Grif asked.

"That is the million dollar question," Washington said.

"Will you guys just shut it," Tucker asked, annoyed. Everyone was bound to the walls by their wrists. The air was gloomy and solemn due to Sarge, Skye, and Church being gone. Tucker sighed, then looking at Carolina, "What's the plan?" Carolina didn't look up from the floor. "Hello? Carolina," Tucker insisted.

"Will you be quiet? I'm trying to think," Carolina snapped. Thumper sighed, "At least someone can still think."

"I can't believe they're gone," Donut suddenly wailed.

"Really? Dude, we've got bigger problems now," Tucker said. Donut looked at him, tears welling in his eyes. Suddenly, Teddy's eyes began to tear up as well, "Sis..." Tucker looked at Skye's team. They all looked like they were about to give up. Tucker sighed. Washington suddenly said, "Tell us." Thumper looked up at him, "What?"

"Tell us what happened between Redding and Necro," Washington clarified.

"Oh, that," Thumper responded. He paused for a moment, then, "It started back when King was the Captain..."

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"Gotta try harder if you wanna catch my braid," Skye chuckled, dodging Boone's cross-table lunge.

"You'll never get it, Private," Thumper laughed, nearly choking on his food. Boone slouched over to a corner to eat his meal in defeat. Skye gave Thumper a look.

"Aw, come on. It's funny! A Private thinking he can do that? I can't even do that, and I'm a Sergeant Major," Thumper shrugged.

"You're predictable," Skye pointed out, "And I know how you fight."

"Hah, right," Thumper laughed, "But seriously, that one's stubborn."

"You're confusing stubbornness and determination," Skye said, crossing her arms, amused.

"Is there a difference," Thumper asked. Skye shrugged, "Anyways, it keeps things interesting."

"Interesting," Thumper questioned, then pointing with his fork, "Don't you give this challenge to everyone?"

"I do, but everyone else gives up within a week," Skye responded, then jabbing a thumb towards Boone, "Except one."

"Hmmm...," Thumper thought it over for a moment, then shrugged, "I guess as long as I'm not the one getting their ass kicked." He chuckled before returning to his food.

"Ah, Redding, thank you for joining us," King said jovially. Captain James King was easy to spot in his royal blue armor with gold accents, a joke that was forced upon him by the others due to his name. He was leaning against a desk with his arms crossed and a smile on his face, although his brown eyes gave away how tired he actually was from his years of service, a black USB-like device hanging from around his neck. Next to him stood First Lieutenant Robert Smith, who was less lax and stood with his hands clasped behind him.

"Of course," Skye responded with a smile, "What did you wish to discuss?"

"As you're already aware, Smith will be leaving us soon, and I won't be too far behind him," King stated.

"Yes," Skye responded, glancing at the floor.

"That leaves the team with just Walters, Rabbit, and yourself," Smith said in a gruff voice.