RED VS BLUE EPISODE 101

(I own nothing of RvB)

(This is meant to take place a day or two after the last episode of Season 5)

7:00 AM, Blue Base.

Church woke to the sound of beeping beside his bunk, which was his alarm clock. He flipped the switch to 'off' and stood up, blinking sleep from his eyes. Almost forgetting the events of the last few days, he wandered up on top of the base to look at Red Base through the sniper scope.

The large main room of the base was the sleeping area, with a kitchen, arsenal, bathroom, and storage closet in the other corners of the base. Tucker's bunk was pushed in a direction so that he could see Sister while she slept, and nobody really noticed. Except Church. Church wasn't naïve. Caboose pushed his bunk closer to Church's every night, and never realized that it was always pushed away the next morning. Since everyone slept out of his or her armor, Tucker got to stare at the 24-year old female recruit sleeping all night if he wished. She had auburn hair that was usually in two ponytails, freckles covering her face, and pale skin with petite form. She lacked any form of muscle tone at all (apparently not required for women in the UNSC) and had long thin arms and legs, which put her at about 5'9".

After Church got up, Caboose was always the next awake. Inside that strange little mind of his, there was something inside of him that always remembered how Sister seemed to take decades in the bathroom, so Caboose always tried to wake up before her.

Caboose entered the bathroom, shut the door, and looked in the mirror. He had a round head and blonde hair, which was usually at crew cut length, and used to have freckles until he was 18 or so. Caboose was 22, and had a birthday coming up in a month, which was already exciting him. He would spent hours talking to Sheila about what he thought Church would get him, and surprisingly, Church usually did get him something. At first Church would get him something like a potted plant, or even once, a mouse that Church found in the caves, but then there were always a few days that Blue Team had to endure when Caboose would spend the days sobbing about the loss of plant or animal life, so now Church would get him something like stuffed animals or stickers for his armor.

Sister would be the next one awake, but only because Tucker refused to get out of bed until he saw or heard her go into the bathroom, so that he could press up against the door outside and listen. Sister DID actually do a lot in the bathroom. She would shower, put her hair into ponytails (after brushing it), apply lots of skin lotion so that her armor wouldn't itch, and once a week she would clean her armor, which she did in the bathroom as well.

Tucker's morning routine recently decreased in activity greatly, mostly just so he could hurry out of the bathroom and see what Sister was up to. He would only shower every other few days, brush his teeth, and go to the bathroom. The 28-year old (the oldest of Blue Team) had tan skin and dark brown hair, usually messy and scraggly, and he forgot to shave quite often, which would sometimes make his face itch inside of his helmet.

Church, who, of course, was already up, had pretty much no morning routine. Once he was up, he'd use the toilet if he had to, and that was it. He showered, shaved, and brushed before bed, for he had no particular like for mornings. Church was 27, and absolutely hated the fact that Tucker was about 9 months older than him, Which Tucker brought up in arguments fairly often. Tucker would say, "whatever dude, I'm older," and all Church could throw back was, "fuck off."

7:20 AM, Cliffs.

"Dude I'm telling you, those blue guys are like all emo and stuff. It's the gayest thing ever!"

Simmons was watching the blues from the cliff, and could see Church standing on top of the base, looking into the distance, his sniper rifle now slung on his back.

"What do you mean emo? Gimme the rifle!"

Grif was standing impatiently next to Simmons waiting for his turn to look – otherwise he couldn't see shit.

"Whoa – Grif, look! The blue leader guy has his helmet off! I've never seen him with it off! Look!"

Simmons handing Grif the awkwardly long rifle and pointed.

"See? By the teleporter, he's looking kinda towards the caves."

Grif looked down the scope for himself but just huffed back at Simmons.

"Dude, he's facing away from us. All I can see is black hair and his right ear!"

Simmons took the rifle back and looked again.

"Well you can SORT OF see him. We should do more morning spying…"

"I don't! It's like 7 something right now! And I had to get up at like 4 in the fucking morning! You're supposed to get like 12 hours of sleep every night. That's why there's 24 hours in a full day. 12 hours of daytime, 12 hours nighttime. 12 hours of nighttime that are meant for sleeping!"

Grif didn't care in any way, shape, or form what the hell the Blues were doing. He just wanted a second breakfast and more sleep.

8:00 AM, Blue Base.

Church had spent nearly an hour above the base before anyone wondered where he was. Caboose realized that Church wasn't there complaining about how perverted Tucker was, so Caboose went outside to look for him.

At night Blood Gulch only gets down to about 60 degrees at the lowest, and even early in the morning the heat sets in fast. It was already a good 85 degrees, one of the reasons why Church kept his helmet off. Since Caboose hadn't put his armor on yet and it was hot outside, he slowly stepped outside with his blue bathrobe in bare feet.

"Church? Are you out here?" Caboose said with his usual delay in between words. With no reply he walked up the ramp the top story.

"Church! There you are; everyone is looking for you – well not really I am the only one looking for you, but everyone is wondering where you are, I can tell, and anyway you should get inside the base because it is hot out here and I need you to – " whenever Caboose got excited however, he talked very quickly and barely comprehensible.

Church turned around, startled by sound behind him, but not surprised but Caboose's rambling on.

"Ok, I'm coming in. Just needed some air that's all," he said with a little smile.

"Oh, I know what you mean…did Tucker make another stinky again?"

LITTLE NOTE: Thanks for reading, much more will be added, as well as some, um, "scenes" with…..two certain individuals who shall remain nameless, but chapter 2 will have some more up coming plot; this was just my little description of the characters and an opening setting.)