The New "Guy"? (RvB Fanfiction)

Ch.17

"Man, this can't be good for us." I hear church say as I walk on the top of the base

"What can't?"

"There's a yellow person over by the reds"

"What?"

"The Reds have a new solider from the ship that the called. Yeah, that guy is definitely some kind of special forces. Probably trained in, knives or... ball-kicking or somethin'."

"Maybe he's an alien."

"An alien that looks just like the rest of us?"

"Dude just like the doctor from doctor who."

"Those are the scares kind of aliens."

Church sigh "Dear God I wish I was dead."

"Uh, whudldldluh. Bludludldldlah."

"Oh well, look who's awake." Church Turns to look at Tucker

"What the fuck happened?" Tucker asked

"Oh, well, um, uh as you may remember, uh you were impregnated by an alien visitor who was on a noble mission to save his entire species from de-"

"Can I get the short version of this?"

"Simple bro you got knocked up, you got knocked out."

"Oh right, What're you guys doing up here anyway? And what's that huge thing?"

"The Reds called in a ship, and it landed on Donut. Now they've got new hardware, and a new soldier."

"Who, that girl?" tucker asks point to the yellow solider

"Wha- Girl? That's a girl?"

"Duh. The yellow one, right? The one talking to Simmons?"

"Wow, you have really good eyes!"

"Yeah man, that's impressive."

"I have to. I never get to use the fucking sniper rifle."

"You're positive that's a girl? How can you be sure?"

"Dude, look who you're talking to."

"He does have a point Church."

After we finish talking about who and what the yellow soldier is. We take Tucker to introduce him to his alien kid.

"So this is it, Tucker. This is your little monstrosity. Your little abomination of nature." Church motion to his kid

"Uh, what do I do?"

"Why're you asking me?"

"I don't know how to be a dad. This isn't the way I planned it."

"You planned this? Tucker, I had no idea." Church replied shocked

"No no, I mean I always wanted to have the ideal father-son relationship. You know, where I see him for like eight hours every other weekend and send checks to some woman I hate." Tucker try to explain

"Wow, some parent idea."

"It's emotional conversations like this that make me miss my mom."

"Alright look, let's leave these two alone. Let 'em do a little bonding."

"Hey don't leave me here with him, what'm I s'posed to say?"

"Ask him if he likes baseball."

"It's an alien baby, Caboose."

"Ask him if he likes T-ball."

"Alien, Caboose. Alien was the key word in that sentence."

"Seriously, don't go. I don't even know where to start."

"Tucker, he's part of an alien race whose only purpose seems to be to tell huge, grandiose lies to people, so that they can seduce them, and then impregnate them. So, why don't you start with that? You know, common ground."

"Yeah I think I'll just stick to baseball."

"Tell him about how his dad got to third base with you."

"Caboose!"