Church grumbled as he was woken by a low rumbling sound. "What the-" he was cut off by a long, sleepy yawn. He sat up in his bed and scowled, aware of Tucker's loud snoring on the top bunk. He heard it again, a low rumbling that seemed distant, but this time it was cut off by a loud thud. "Huh?" Tucker woke with a start. "Hey Church." he said. "What time is it?" "Too early," Church growled. He then stretched and took his sniper rifle from the side of the bed and walked outside in only a tank and boxer shorts. "What the fuck?" A ship had landed only 20 or so feet from blue base. "Tucker, come out here!"
Tucker slowly shuffled outside, eyes half closed. He stopped to face Church. "What?" he asked irritably. Church pointed at the ship. "Look, you dumbass, it's a freakin' ship!" Tucker yawned at turned to where Church was pointing. "Holy shit! What the fuck is that thing?" "It's a ship, you idiot." Church responded. "Why is it here?" Tucker asked. Church scratched his head full of spiky jet-black hair. "I don't know." Just then Tex walked out in a green tank top and black shorts with her red hair tied back in a pony tail. "What the hell?" She stopped and looked up at the ship. "Looking good, Tex." "Shut up, Tucker. Whose ship parked in front of the base?" she asked almost angrily. "We don't know." replied Church. The three stood there for a while, to see if anything would happen, but the ship just stayed there, doing absolutely nothing. "Ah, screw this. I'm going back to bed." Church started walking back when Tex stopped him. "Wait, we don't know what's in this thing. For all we know we there could be an enemy waiting to attack us in there." "Yeah, well, you can wait around if you want, but I'm going to get some sleep." "Yeah, me too." Tucker agreed. "See ya in the morning, Tex." Tex got her rifle and waited for a while, then went back to sleep after about an hour.
In the morning, when Tucker and Church walked outside the ship was still there. "Man," Church said "We gotta find out what's in there." "Yeah, man, do you thin there are chicks in there?" Church scowled under his helmet. "Tucker, no." Caboose casually walked outside, happy as always. "Hello, Church! And hello… who is that?" Caboose asked, pointing to the ship. Church and Tucker ignored him and simply went back to staring at it. The blue team waited around for another couple of hours, talking amongst themselves of what wonders the ship might contain, or if it could get them out of the canyon. Tucker sighed out of boredom. "Man, what time is it? I'm bored." Church shrugged. "I dunno. Like ten something, I think." All of a sudden, the ship lurched, and made a creaking sound. "It's opening!" All of Blue Team rushed down to the ship, only to see red team waiting there. "Hey, reds, is this your fault?" Church hadn't really thought of that option. "What? You mean you guys aren't responsible for this?" asked a confused Simmons. "No!" Slowly, the ships door hit the ground with a metallic thud. A figure then made its way down the ramp.