No one's POV
Currently, Wash, Tucker and Caboose were back at Blue base, discussing what to do with their new "friend".
Washington: ...
Tucker: ...
Caboose: ...
Tucker: So...
Freckles turns towards Tucker.
Tucker: Nevermind.
Washington: Caboose...
Freckles turns towards Wash.
Washington: Tell me again, where did you find this...robot?
Caboose: His name is Freckles.
Tucker: That's a stupid name.
Freckles turns guns back at Tucker
Tucker: Stupid-cool I mean! Great name, I mean, I wish that were my name. Yeah, Freckles is the best name ever that there ever was.
Washington: Technically it's a military assault droid.
Tucker: Yeah, no shit...
Caboose: Yeah, I call him Freckles because of the spots on his nose.
The two of them looked and saw no spots.
Washington: Right.. Where did you find... Freckles?
Caboose: Well I was walking and I was sad and I missed Church-
Tucker: This is the greatest story of our generation.
Washington: Quiet.
Caboose: And then I heard a noise-
Tucker: Seriously, It's like I was there.
Washington: Tucker.
Caboose: Yeah and then I saw the little guy under like pieces of rock and space ship and body parts, but I just moved them out of the way and then there he was and now we're best friends forever! Right Freckles?
Freckles: Affirmative, Caboose.
Tucker: Great. Boy meets dog. Dog turns out to be a military-grade killing machine from a crashed spaceship.
Washington: Caboose... Um, you know, a pet is a lot of responsiblitlity.
Caboose: That is why I will water him and I will feed him every day.
Tucker: Water and feed? What the hell does this thing run on?!
Caboose: It runs on the power of the friendship of our love!
Tucker: This is so fucked up!
Washington: Didn't you give birth to a baby alien a few years back?
Tucker: Whoa, let's not bring family into this.
Caboose: So, what fun adventures are we going to go on today, Freckles?
Tucker: Ha I'm not doing shit! We're getting rescued soon, remember?
Washington: Actually, I think it would be smart if we continued with our training routine.
Tucker: What?! Why? There's no point.
Washington: Training is an ongoing process, Tucker, and as the leader of this team, I want to make sure that we're ready for anything.
Tucker: This is fucking stupid. Nothing has happened since we crashed here.
Washington: Well, you never know if someone or something will attack. So stop complaining and start jogging.
Washington begins to walk off.
Tucker: And where are you going?
Washington: I'm heading up to the ship to check up on One, and someone needs to do an inventory of our food supplies. I prefer it be someone who can count.
Caboose: I only screwed up twice.
Washington: You screwed up once.
Caboose: Yeah, I don't see your point.
Washington: ...-_-...
Tucker: So you're just gonna leave me with them?
Washington begins to walk off again.
Washington: Five laps gentlemen. Tucker, make sure you count for Caboose.
Tucker: Pfff, yeah right.
Freckles: Disregarding a direct order from a commanding officer is punishable by death.
Tucker: What? Since when?
Freckles: Target locked.
Tucker: Goddamn it. Okay, I'm going.
(Timeskip)
Currently, Washington is walking up to One, who back in her normal spot.
Washington: And we're back to square one I see.
One: ...
Wash just sighed and started to walk away, making his way over to another part of the ship.
Washington: Alright... change of plans. Let's start with the simplest of my problems first...
(Timeskip)
It's been a few hours and currently One was still sitting in her spot, thinking about her brother and how he left her, as she looked at her picture of the two of them.
One: Why did you leave me behind...?
(Flashback)
Currently, Emily was walking out of a room and she was immediately met by Adrain.
Emily: Adrain?
Adrain: Hey, how it go?
Emily: That guy, the Director guy. He said he'll accept me into the program. He gave me the code name "One".
Adrain: Really? That's great.
Emily: But I don't get it...
Adrain: What do you mean?
Emily: Only you were recommended for the program, so why was I called in?
Adrain: Because I recommended you, duh.
Emily looked at Adrain surprised.
Emily: You did? Why?
Adrain: Because did you really think I was going to leave you behind? I wasn't joining unless you were with me.
Emily looked at Adrain even more surprised, as she teared up, hugging Adrain.
Adrain: We've always been together, that's never going to change. We stick together no matter what.
Emily: Yeah. No matter what.
(Present)
As One continued looking at the picture, she began tearing up.
One: You said no matter what... That we'd stick together...Am I not good enough anymore...?
Washington: One...
One quickly wiped her eyes.
Washington: Emily? Were you crying?
One: No, I'm fine David... What do you want...?
Washington: I... I uh, I need you to come with me...
One: Why...?
Washington: Because if you don't, Freckles is going to kill me...
One just looked at Wash confused, as she followed him back outside and was informed that Caboose was now the leader of the team, making her face palm herself.
One: ...-_-... How did you even manage to do this...?
Tucker: A lot happened...
One: ...-_-... Probably a lot of stupidity...
Freckles: Attention. Officer on deck.
Caboose enters the room and stood in front of everyone.
Caboose: Yes. Yes. Hello, thank you yes, hello. Thank you, you're welcome, yes thank you. Hhcheh, hceh, hh. Hello!
Freckles: Captain, all team members are accounted for.
Caboose: Well, excellent news, Assistant Captain Freckles.
Tucker: Oh my lord.
Caboose: Hi. It looks like we have a new member today. Yes, give Simmons a big Blue Team hello. Yes, welcome to Blue Team, Simmons.
Simmons: Can I leave?
Caboose: It is good to have you on board today for the Blue Team.
Freckles: Sir. Awaiting mission briefing.
Caboose: Oh, yes, right, oh God, right yes. Um okay uh... Yes. First order of business is t-um... uh... Wash. Psst, Wa- Wash. Washington, Washing- Washington, Wash. Wash, Wash, Wash-
Washington: ...-_-...Yes, Caboose...?
Caboose: What is the first order of business?
Washington: ...-_-... We're trying to get rescued...
Caboose: Oh, yes, rescued! Yes excellent. Does anyone have any, suggestions?
Tucker, One and Wash look at each other.
Washington: Well, we know the communications tower works, so we should continue in our efforts to make contact.
Caboose: Ah, yes. Very good, excellent yes.
Washington: 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.
Caboose: Ah! Yes, uh- right, yes. Yes, then we need to do that! Tucker! Go fix the radio thing!
Tucker: Me? Why not Wash? He's the one who built it.
Caboose: Tucker, becau- don't rook it, alright listen. We're gonna keep Wash and One here for another job.
One: Caboose, I don't think-
Freckles turns to One and she just sighed.
Caboose: Yeah, I'm thinking that you know, uh, Washington is mean and scary, and One is fast and flipy. Yes, yes, they will be our lookout!
Tucker: Lookout?
Caboose: Yes. Washington, One, make sure you look out, for bad guys! And, anything, that looks scary.
Washington: ...-_-... There's a giant robot trying to kill us...
One: ...-_-... Does that count...?
Tucker: Yeah, why can't Freckles be our lookout? Killing stuff is like, his entire reason for existing.
Caboose: Well um, every great leader needs a great best friend, and Freckles, I think you could be that best friend.
Freckles: ...Acknowledged.
Simmons: Uhm, do I need to do anything?
Caboose: Oh my God a Red, oh my- oh no sorry, sorry it's my bad. Sorry, sorry. Yes Simmons, yes Simmons we got- we have to talk about it. Yes, um, Simmons... you do what you, ah, do for the Reds. But instead... for the Blues.
Simmons: Uh, yes Sir?
Tucker: Wait, what is your job for the Reds?
Simmons: What do you mean, I just did it.
Caboose: Okay everybody! Aaaaand Team! Alright see you, bye.
Caboose then started to leave.
One: ...-_-... Well, this is our day now...
Washington: I hope you're happy.
Tucker: Hey, don't pin this shit on me.
Simmons: I'll just, stay here I guess...
Elsewhere, in a ship docking in an unknown location. The pilot of the ship exits it and runs across the landscape, unknowingly passing a dead soldier located on the ground behind a rock. He runs up a short ramp to a window
Dropship Pilot: Hey can I get some fuel on three?
???: Oh, no problem, just give me a sec.
Dropship Pilot: Thanks. Hey uh, I'm not really from around here, but uh, do you know about that crashed spaceship?
???: A crashed spaceship?
Dropship Pilot: Yeah. I just dropped off a couple of guys who saw it in the middle of a canyon. It's big. Like, really big.
???: No. I can't say I've heard of it. That sounds really bad.
Dropship Pilot: I mean, someone should report that, right?
???: Well, I mean, that's all up to you.
Dropship Pilot: Yeah, it was pretty bad. You got a phone I could use?
???: Sure. Right behind you.
Dropship Pilot: Thanks.
The Dropship Pilot turns and walks down the ramp, when suddenly they're shot in the back , falling to the ground. Coming out the room, a woman in red and white armor walked out.
???: Just so know , no-one's gonna find your ship either.
The unknown female shoots him once again, now in the back of the head.
???: Control this is Scarlet. Objective complete. Returning to Crash Site Bravo to meet back up with Locus.