ME: Time for some good-old fashioned patriotism ladies and gentlemen. Happy birthday America. Thanks to ShadowedSerenity for giving me this idea.
KAT:
It was a rare day for Noble Team. On account of the fact they had shut down a major Insurrectionist network on Mars, the SPARTANs were rewarded with a entire week of rest and relaxation; it was Christmas for the superhumans, only they didn't celebrate with wrapped presents.
Lieutenant Commander Catherine-B320, better known as Kat, was now spending her time sleeping. Tinkering with her prosthetic arm and the bases computer systems had worn her out, and it turned out getting some shut-eye was exactly what the Doctor ordered.
She was replaying the last battle on Mars when a bugle rudely awoke her.
"GOOD MORNING FELLOW PATRIOTS!"
"DAMN IT SIX!" she screamed, rolling out of her rack and cursing under her breath as she got up.
"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR?" The other members of Noble Team yelled.
Kat glanced at Six, who had walked into the room with his armor on, now red, white and blue. "That was to celebrate freedom, democracy, independence and the greatest country on Earth!" The Lieutenant Commander decided not to remind the Texan that the United Republic of North America was a a member of the United Nations.
"Oh God," Carter said, "you mean-."
"HAPPY MOTHERFUCKING FOURTH BITCHES!" Seven cut the Commander off. She was dressed as the Statue of Liberty.
"If you will Charlie."
"Thanks bro." Emile finished aiming his kukri at the female S-III when Seven cleared her throat.
"O say can you see," she began, pausing to dodge Fours knife and kicking him in the groin, "by the dawn's early light,
What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming,
Whose bright stripes and bright stars through the perilous fight,
Over the ramparts we watched were so gallantly streaming,
And the rockets red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there,
O say does that star-spangled banner yet wave,
Over the land of the free and the home of the brave?"
Jun, Jorge, Rosenda and Thom clapped with Alex, having gotten over their anger at being rousted. Emile moaned from the floor, while Carter and Kat stood stunned.
"Seven, that was...that was..." Kat couldn't find the correct words, and neither could Carter.
"Thanks ma'am," Charlie replied. "Anyone wanna microwave some apple pie for breakfast?"
"HELL YEAH!"
"Get...me...some...please," Nobles top CQC expert begged.
"Say you're my bitch," Seven replied.
"Fuck...you...OH GOD, NOT A-."
Kat ignored Charlie stomping on Emiles crotch as she followed Six and the others to the base kitchen. She was now hungry.
ME: Thanks for reading this guys. Tell me what ya think.