Blue Base
Caboose is standing behind Tucker. Radio noise can be heard coming from Tucker.
Tucker: Come in, Blue Command. This is Blood Gulch Outpost Alpha. Do you read me?
Caboose: Okay, that is the last of it. Your armor is clean now!
Tucker: Did you get all the black stuff off?
More radio noise is heard.
Command
Vic is seen sitting at his control panel.
Vic: This is Blue Command. Come in, Blood Gulch Outpost Alpha.
Blue Base
Tucker: Hello, Command! We need help!
Command
Vic: Roger that, Blood Gulch. What is your request?
Blue Base
Tucker: I don't know what the technical military term is for it, but, uh, we're pretty fucked up down here. We need men!
Command
Vic: (pauses) Dude, how long have you guys been down there?
Blue Base
Tucker: No, no, no, n-not like that! We need more men to help us.
Command
Vic: Roger that. Did you get the tank we sent?
Blue Base
Tucker: Yeah, that got blown up too.
Command
Vic: Wow. Sucks to be you.
Blue Base
Tucker: Yeah, we know.
Command
Vic: Okay, here's what I can do. The nearest Blue forces can be there in 16 days, or I-
Blue Base
Tucker: 16 days!? That's almost 2 weeks!
Command
Vic: OR I can hire a nearby Freelancer and get him there within a few hours.
Blue Base
Caboose: I like the "in an hour" one.
Tucker: Yeah, me too. Roger that, Command. We prefer the quicker solution.
Command
Vic: 10-4, Blood Gulch. We'll contact Freelancer Tex and have them there post-haste. Command out.
Radio cuts off.
Blue Base
Tucker: Whoever he is, make sure he can fix a tank.
Caboose: What's a Freelancer?
Tucker: Freelancers are independent. They're not Red or Blue. They're just guns for hire who'll fight for whoever has the most money.
Caboose: Like a mercenary.
Tucker: Right. Or like your mom when the rent's due.
Caboose: ...Oh, that's funny.
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Red vs Blue Season 1
FanfictionThis is basically RvB with mine and my brother OC in it.