Agent Arizona: The War of Chorus

Worst Laid Plans

"This is it." Tucker says as he, Zone, Xi, Wash, and Simmons are standing in Blue Base. "This is rock bottom. You ever hit rock bottom before Zone? Well, you have now. 'Cause this is it. Can't get any lower." 

"(Sniff) I wanna go home." Simmons says tearing up. 

"Okay well maybe I spoke too soon." 

"Attention. Officer on deck." Freckles announces as Caboose walks in. 

"Yes. Yes. Hello, thank you yes, hello. Thank you, you're welcome, yes thank you. Hhcheh, hceh, hh. Hello!" Caboose says waving. 

"Captain, all team members are accounted for." 

"Well, excellent news, Assistant Captain Freckles." 

"Oh my lord." Tucker groans. 

"Hi. It looks like we have a new member today. Yes, give Simmons a big Blue Team hello. Yes, welcome to Blue Team, Simmons." Caboose then claps for Simmons. 

"Can I leave?" Simmons asks. 

"It is good to have you on board today for the Blue Team." 

"Sir. Awaiting mission briefing." 

"Oh, yes, right, oh God, right yes. Um okay uh...yes. First order of business is t-um... uh...Zone. Psst, Z-Zone. Arizona, Arizo-Arizona, Zone. Zone, Zone, Zone-

"Yes, Caboose?" Zone says trying not grit his teeth. 

"What is the first order of business?" Caboose inquires. 

"We're trying to get rescued." Xi answers. 

"Oh, yes, rescued! Yes excellent. Does anyone have any, suggestions?" 

Zone and Wash look at each other. 

"Hh, well, we know the communications tower works, so we should continue in our efforts to make contact." Wash suggests. 

"Ah, yes. Very good, excellent yes." 

"However, we should also work on trying to boost the signal of the radio transmitter. We were barely able to maintain a steady line of communication last time. Even if we make contact again there's no guarantee anyone would be able to understand us." Zone adds. 

"Ah! Yes, uh- right, yes. Yes, then we need to do that! Tucker! Go fix the radio thing!" Caboose orders. 

"Me? Why not Zone or Wash? They're the ones who built it." 

"Tucker, becau- don't rook it, alright listen. We're gonna keep Zone and Wash here for another job."  

"But, uh- Caboose..." Freckles turns to Zone, making him growl under his breath. 

"Yeah, I'm thinking that you know, uh, Zone and Washington are mean and scary. Yes, yes, they will be our lookouts!" Caboose states. 

"Lookout?" Tucker questions. 

"Yes. Zone and Washington, make sure you look out, for bad guys! And, anything, that looks scary." 

"There's a giant robot trying to kill me." Zone mutters. 

"Yeah, why can't Freckles be our lookout?" Tucker asks. "Killing stuff is like, his entire reason for existing." 

"Well um, every great leader needs a great best friend, and Freckles, I think you could be that best friend." Caboose says patting Freckles' leg. 

"Acknowledged." 

"Um, do I need to do anything?" Simmons asks. 

"Oh my God a Red, oh my- oh no sorry, sorry it's my bad. Sorry, sorry. Yeh Simmons, yes Simmons we got- we have to talk about it. Yes, um, Simmons...you do what you, ah, normally do for the Reds. But instead...for the Blues." Caboose replies.