Fade in to the Blues
Tucker: You're trying to tell us that this bomb can talk.
Caboose: I'm not telling you that, he's telling you that.
Andy: Yeah, and I'm standing right here. You can talk to me.
Tucker: If you could talk this whole time, then why didn't you just... wait, why'm I talking to a bomb? I'm not doing this.
Andy: What, am I not good enough to talk to? Who do you think you are, some kind of "too good to talk to a bomb" type?
Church: Maybe it's a good idea not to piss off the explosive device.
Tex: I agree.
Church: I wasn't talking about you Tex.
Tex: Hey, why don't you suck my-
Tucker: Did Gary say anything about the bomb being able to talk?
Church: Uh, just that this whole place is going to be destroyed by us, and that Andy here is probably the thing that does it.
Tucker: Oh. That's not good.
Andy: I don't think so. Bunch of shisnos if ya ask me. And no one did ask me which I find insulting!
Church: Alright, alright, calm down Andy, calm down.
Andy: Don't tell me to calm down, I am calm!
Church: Caboose, calm this thing down before it has a meltdown.
Andy: (under Church) Look at me! I'm calm!
Caboose: Andy, everyone here is your friend. And no one wants to hurt you.
Andy: Yeah right.
Caboose: Come on Andy, think of a happy place. Now what makes you happy?
Andy: Being in the middle of a huge explosion!
Church: Less happy place Caboose, less happy place!
Caboose: Ah u... think calming thoughts, uh... let's count backwards from ten! Ten, nine, eight-
Tex and Tucker: NO!
Church: (at the same time) Duck!
Cut to the Reds, Simmons in the Warthog and Grif next to it
Simmons: Okay. I'm ninety-five percent certain that the distress signal is coming from that way.
Sarge: Excellent work Simmons. Alright men, lady... and Grif. Let's get ready to roll.
Grif: Only ninety-five percent certain?
Thea: I don't like the sound of that.
Simmons: Grif, if there's one thing that I've learned in working with you, it's that there's always margin for error.
Thea: I thought you were the smart one.
Sarge: Excellent comeback Simmons. That's a burn.
Simmons: Thank you Sir.
Grif: Har har. Look who's so smart. It's pronounced margarine dumbass.
Thea: He's right.
Simmons: Seriously, if I ever meet the guy's that assigned you two to our squad, I'm gonna kill him.
Grif: Well if you're ninety-five percent certain it's that way, which way's the other five percent?
Thea: I'd like to know too.
Simmons: Whaddaya think, all the other directions.
Grif: Then I think that's the way we should go.
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Red vs blue (Female OC) season 3
FanfictionJoin the reds and blues for their next adventure. Thea and the Others have separated going through the Teleporter and now they have to find O'Malley controlling Doc and Lopez. Tex is back and is ready for action, but she isn't the only one that know...