Crash!

C.B jolted up in bed at the sound of a loud crash coming from the room over. Blinking to make his eyes focus, he looked around the room, finding the bed empty apart from him.

The red caboose let out a low groan as he sat up, rubbing his lower back and stretching. He never understood how the other components woke up so early.

Bang!

Another clang sounded through the building, finally waking C.B up fully.

He sighed and stood up, making sure to put his clothes on before hurriedly stepping out of the room to see what the hell was going on.

He was met with the sight of Volta desperately trying to drag Joule out of the kitchen, said dynamite truck desperately clinging onto the door frame.

Krupp was watching the whole distance a few feet away, just a tiny hint of an amused smile on his face.

"Let go of meee!" Joule let out a desperate whine as she fought back.

Volta was quick to retort, shouting back equally loud; "Absolutely not! Last time you were in the kitchen you set fire to the god damned orange juice! How do you even do that?!"

Krupp didn't even try to hold back or hide his concerningly loud snort, crossing his arms tightly.

That's when C.B finally decided to join in. "What the bloody hell is going on here? I was trying to sleep- Was."

Volta's head snapped in Caboose's direction, a frustrated expression on her face. "C.B! For the love of the Starlight, come help me! If Joule gets into the kitchen she'll burn the whole place down to the foundation!"

C.B sighed loudly and sped over, only wanting this to end. He grabbed onto Joules hands and pried them off the door frame, earning a loud whine from her.

This cause Volta to slip backwards, landing on her back with Joule on top.

Both trucks groaned at the landing and Volta immediately pushed the other off.

"Now, where the hell are the others?" Caboose questioned, hands on his hips.

"Left this morning." The armaments truck finally spoke up, his face returning to it's natural blank expression. "Purse just wanted to go out and Electra and Wrench needed to visit another yard."

C.B rolled his eyes. "Of course." He turned back to Volta and Joule. "Please don't do that again. Seriously."

"Ay! You're not my dad!!" Joule clumsily got up and skated up to C.B, grinning wildly. "But you can-"

"Joule!" Volta hurriedly got up too. "Shut up!" She pulled the dynamite truck away from C.B. "You are so innapropriate!!"

"Uh huh- I know you are tootoo! From experience-" Joule smirked at the freezer truck who responded with loud splutters of anger and embarrassment, deciding to push Joule out of the shed.

"Dear Lord.. " Krupp mumbled, skating off to the kitchen to get something to eat. "They're really going to do it outside?"