Red vs Blue: Remembrance

Evacuation Plan

Atop the edge, Tucker, Rho, and Caboose were watching Epsilon talking (well, more so yelling) with the Reds.

Caboose: What happened?

Tucker: One of the Reds just shot Church in the foot.

Rho: Man, he really fucked with Donut's personality.

Tucker: 'The hell does that mean?

Rho: (quickly) Uh, what, nothing!

Epsilon: Ow, that fuckin' hurt!

Tucker: Do you think we should try to help?

Caboose: I don't really see how we can, (aims rifle) I can't really get a clear shot of Church from this angle.

Rho: Caboose.... down.

Down below, Epsilon is holding his foot and slightly bouncing on his other to keep his balance.

Epsilon: Ow, man you guys are a bunch of dicks. I just got this foot.

Simmons: Four minutes left.

Epsilon: I just wanna say, that you guys are all mixed up. You're doing it wrong.

Donut: Doing what wrong?

Epsilon: This, your team, like, where's Grif?

Donut: He's in the base cleaning up, he loves to keep things tidy.

Epsilon: No, no, no, see? That's not right, this isn't the way things are supposed to be. It got all confused somehow. Grif isn't tidy at all, he's filthy.

Slade: Grif? Filthy? Mate, what the hell have you been eating in your MREs?

Simmons: He's gonna wash his hands for a week if he hears you say that.

Epsilon: Grif, come on, get out here man!

Grif: (from inside) I'm doing my second coat of floor wax! That's when the shine comes to life. I'll be out in a minute.

Epsilon: Ugh, Sarge come on, be Sarge, yell at him. Get him out here.

Sarge: Why would I yell at a subordinate? Seems unfair to yell at someone who can't yell back.

Epsilon: What? That s- what?!

Sarge: Hey, sorry about calling you fellas subordinates.

Epsilon: This is so lame.

Slade: Says the wanker that just decided to walk up to us and become a one-legged arsehole!

Sarge: No offense meant, boys.

Donut: None taken, boss.

Simmons: I actually kinda like being talked down to.

Slade: What the what, mate?!

Epsilon: Okay, seriously? Sarge, come on. You love being in charge, tell these guys to, you know, shape up or do something.

Sarge: Well, I guess they could be doin' a better job.

Donut: How?

Sarge: Uhh, I just want you guys to feel like you're reachin' your full potential.

Donut: I know I am.

Simmons: Me too.

Slade: (scoff) Doubt mine could even get any higher.