Disclaimer: I do not own Red vs. Blue or the characters. They are the property of RoosterTeeth, etc.
Notes: Inspired by my sister eating a donut with pink icing and me commenting she was eating a Lightish-red Donut. Also written when feeling a bit moody, so it's also something I concocted to cheer myself up.
Language warning does not apply for this fic! Enjoy!
"Mmm..."
Tucker paused on his way to his bedroom, hearing the satisfied moan.
"Oh, Donut..."
Did he just say...Donut? What's he doing here?
"Oh, you taste so good..."
I'd better let Wash know Caboose snuck him into the base! He ran off to do just that.
"You must be hearing things," Wash commented off-handedly as he cleaned his rifle.
"No chance, Dude! I heard him say Donut!"
"I have yet to see any of the Reds come near the base. Besides, it's Caboose. Do you really think he'd know how to quietly sneak him in?"
"Good point. But, seriously, come with me and listen to what I heard."
"Fine." He set his gun down and followed the Private.
"You are so yummy..."
"See what I mean?"
"You are so pink and yummy..."
Wash sighed. "I see now. There is only one soldier with pink armour in this Box Canyon." He knocked on the door and pushed it open. "Caboose, did you sneak Donut here?"
"More like are you and Donut banging each other?" Tucker added.
Caboose turned to them, he was holding a donut with pink icing in his hand. "Hi, Church! Hi, Tucker."
Wash didn't bother correcting him. "Try to eat a little quieter, okay?" He shut the door, turned to Tucker and flicked him over the back of his head with his palm. "You. Keep your mind out of the gutter. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to return to maintaining my equipment."
Tucker stood there, unable to say anything more. Not even when Caboose moaned about his next donut.