Take Me to Church (A Red vs Blue x Child!Reader fanfic)

That Was Quick

"Log number 65...It has been about maybe a week. Somewhere near two weeks maybe since we started following Donut and chasing Genkins. It gets hard to tell since time is all jacked up in this time stream. It gets frustrating sometimes. I want to help Donut directly but that would definitely cause the timeline to break and the release of Chrovos. So here I sit, in my ship, a silent spectator to the possible end of time itself. Donut and I meet up sometimes in the confines of the Pause. Oh! Donut decided to name the time resistant forcefield 'Pause-shield'. Honestly, it is a stupid name but it takes less time to say so—yeah. That's that. Well...this is (Y/n) signing off," I ended the log entry and put my audio journal back in my backpack.

The door of the ship opens and I turned to see Donut walking in, "Hey Donut, how are you doing?"

"I feel like shit," He flopped into a seat.

"I could get that," I walk over to him with Tylenol and some water. He took off his helmet before accepting the medicine. His bleached blonde hair was a mess and matted with sweat. He had bags under his eyes and a look of defeat in them.

"Why don't you stay in here for a bit," I suggest, "You look like you could use the rest."

"You know why I can't," He says to me not meeting my eyes still.

"Yeah, I know, but you can't just keep going on like this. We need to find a way to stop them."

"Tell me something I don't know. It just seems so useless. I'm making absolutely zero progress with convincing the guys and Genekins is messing up more and more things—I just–I– I just feel so―"

"Don't you say it," I warn him.

"Useless!" He finishes, expressing all the defeat and sorrow he felt into one word.

I grab him by the front of his pink armor and slap him. He looked at me surprised and with wide blue eyes. I look him in the eyes and start my rant, "Stop saying that! You are more emotional than those whiny bitches in my grade. Are you seriously trying to be whinier than a fifth grader? Snap out of it! We will get through this. We have to. If we don't then everyone is probably going to die. Your friends, me, the rest of the universe, everyone. But most importantly, if we fail, if you give up, then you're going to die. And you're better than that! You are better than any other soldier out there that I've met and beaten. You are the Franklin. Delano. Donut. Nobody out there is exactly like you. You are the OG. You are going to be this timeline's knight in pink armor."

"It's lightish red—"

"It's pink, own it!"

"You're right!"

"Damn right I am! Now get to it! Maybe there's a fatal flaw in Chrovos' plan."

Donut stands up and walks to exit the ship. He turns around to me, "Thank you, (Y/n). You're a pretty great kid." He left without another word. Not that I would've noticed if he said anything else.

"You're a pretty great kid," I heard my dad's voice echo back to me.

'You're a pretty cool kid,' words that I wasn't going to hear from him again. Nothing was ever going to be normal again.

But who cares, right? Normal is boring anyway.

"Hey, (Y/n)!" Donut's voice comes over the intercom.

"What's up Donut," Let's stow those depressing thoughts back in the vault.

And...they're gone.

"I did manage to find a hole in Chrovos's plan! It'll be a tight squeeze but if I try hard enough I might make it in...I need to be stopped."