Red Vs Blue: BloodGulch Chronicles(Malereader insert)(paused)

Knock Knock, Who's there? Pain.

Sarge and Grif are standing next to the Warthog which is now on its side behind Red Base. Lopez and Y/n is crouched over it, repairing it. A socket wrench is heard in the background.

Grif: And then I thought, you know, we could sneak around the side while they were hiding behind the rock, but uh, well that's when the tank showed up and.. shit just started blowin' up. I don't know. *sighs*

Sarge: *exhales in exasperation* Grif, do you have any godly idea how much this piece of equipment costs?

Grif: I-I don't know, uh, like, uh, what.. ten, ten.. twenty, twenty-five bucks, maybe? Uh, you-you're gonna kill me now, aren't you?

Sarge: Tell you what, Grif, I'm a fair man. I'll give you a ten-second head start here before I let Lopez and Y/n do anything they want to ya.

Lopez and Y/n stop working and stand up to face Grif.

Grif: Guys, I just want you to know, I'm really, really sorry here, and-

Lopez puts down his tool for a gun. All while Y/n grabs his sniper and begins to put ammo into it.

Sarge: Five Mississippi. Six Mississippi.

Grif: *backing away* Okay, uh, I guess I better get going then.

Lopez, Y/n and Sarge all look at each other then turn and start firing at Grif off screen.

Grif: Hey guys, that's not funny! Somebody could get hurt here.

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On top of Blue Base, Tucker is standing next to Tex who is firing at something.

Tucker: That's basically it, sir. They have five guys over there and a big jeep.

Tex: And your flag. *reloads*

Tucker: Right, that too.

Tex throws a grenade at something.

Tucker: Uh, hey, Tex? I don't know what it's been like at your other bases, but we try not to use other soldiers as target practice here.

The camera pans, showing Tex has been firing "at" Caboose.

Caboose: I'm scared.

Tex starts looking over various weapons. Caboose runs up to Tex and Tucker.

Tucker: So, you've got the Special Forces black armor, I see. Were you in the Special Forces at some point?

Tex looks at Tucker while reloading a gun.

Tucker: Yeah, I used to have black armor too. It was black because I got this stuff all over it from th-

Tex runs off.

Tucker: Oh, okay, you gotta go? I'll see you later.

Caboose: *whispering loudly* I don't think he likes you.

Tucker: ...Thanks.

Tucker and Caboose run up to the edge of the base.

Tucker: Where are you going?

Tex: Red Base. Kill everybody. Get the flag back.

Caboose: Oh... Okay! We'll just stay here and guard the trans.. porter…

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Cut to Grif on top of Red Base.

Grif: So, Sarge thought my strategy had merit, but was poorly executed, probably because SOMEBODY didn't believe in it.

Simmons: Bullshit. He told me he thought you were a retarded monkey, and he's gonna suspend your weapon privileges.

Donut: Hey, since I captured the flag, d'ya think they'll give me my own color armor now?

Simmons: What do you mean "captured"? You thought you were buying it at the store, you idiot.

Y/n: Seriously? You actually thought there was a store here? At this warzone?

Donut: Still, you think there's a shot?

Simmons: Maybe they'll give you Grif's armor, since he destroyed the Warthog.

Grif: Hyeah, heh-wait... You don't.. You don't think they'd do that, do you?

Y/n: I hope so. You fucking wrecked the thing.

Cut to Sarge watching Lopez fix the Warthog. A socket wrench is heard in the background.

Sarge: Try connectin' that hose to that metal thingy there.

Lopez stands up.

Sarge: I think that's what's makin' that rattle.

Lopez turns and faces Sarge.

Sarge: I think I'll let you do it.

Lopez returns to work. Invisible Tex runs behind Sarge.

Sarge: What the...? What was that?

Cut to Grif.

Grif: Simmons, what's going on? What's over there?

Simmons: *looking over the edge of the base* I thought I saw something for a second.

Y/n: Yeah same… weird. I'm going inside and grab my sniper.

Simmons: You're really paranoid aren't you? 

Y/n: I'm just a really careful person.

Y/n then walks down the ramp, and then into the base. Then the camera pans down to reveal invisible Tex, then cuts back to Grif.

Grif: Hey rookie, tuck the flag someplace safe until we can figure out what's goin' on.

Donut: Good idea. I was sick of carrying this thing anyway. *drops the flag into the middle of the base*

Cut to Tex, then to Grif, Simmons and Y/n looking off the edge of the base.

Simmons: Did you hear that?

Grif: Yeah.

Donut: *whispering* Hey! What's going on?

Cut to Tex who throws a plasma grenade, then cut to Grif and Simmons from behind. Grif turns around.

Grif: What the fuck?

Cut to Donut who has the plasma grenade stuck to his helmet.

Donut: What?

Simmons: *turns around* What is that thing?

Donut: *concerned* What thing?

Grif: There's somethin' on your head.

Donut: What, is it a spider? Get it off!

Simmons: No, it's not a spider, it's, like a.. blue thing.

Donut: What, like a blue spider? Get it off!

Grif: It's not a spider! Calm down. It's some kinda.. fuzzy, pulsating thing.

Donut: That doesn't sound much better than a spider.

Simmons: Does it hurt?

Donut: No.

Simmons: Maybe we should try to take it off.

Grif: Good idea. Go for it.

Simmons: Me? By "we" I meant "you". Asshole.

Donut: Well somebody needs to get it off. Look, it might be dangerous.

Y/n then starts to walk up with his sniper. However the second he saw the commotion he yelled.

Y/n: Oh shit Donut!

Donut: What is it?

Y/n: That's a plasma grena-

The grenade explodes.

Grif/ Y/n / Simmons: Son of a bitch!

Grif: Sim- Where'd he go?

More sounds of people being hit.

Grif: Don't kill me, I'm too good looking to die!

Y/n: Man up and fight Grif