Disclaimer: I don't own the Red vs. Blue IP, nor any of the characters from the official show. Rooster Teeth and any other investing parties are the rightful owners to that. I however do own the story as well as any original characters here.

Rated M for Mature as it contains language and possibly other mature content.

Red vs Blue: The Recruits

Chapter 1: Enter – Cholo

The sky was as clear as the pure ocean. No clouds to be seen in sight anywhere. The blazing heat rained down yet another dreadful day. In the middle of seemingly nowhere, stood a lone gas station by the roadside. A man in beige shorts and flip flops lets out heavy snores for the world to listen. His face was covered by a poblano hat. The hat did little to block the heat as he still found the itching discomfort of the heat tickle his skin. The man felt thirst eat away at his throat as he was greeted by an annoyed awakening. With a few licks of his lips, he reached for his chilled lemonade bottle beside his white plastic chair which has seen better days. He wiped his thick, beefy, black moustache clean of the built up sweat and took another swig of his lemonade. He stood up to meet the uncomfortable heat exert force against his skin to push him back down from the depths of laziness which he just escaped. He took his shirt and wiped his olive skin clean of the sweat build up.

A loud trailing sound echoed behind the man as he raised his thick eyebrows to the noise. He positioned his poblano hat atop his neck length hair and stretched his arms all the while flexing his muscles in pride. Several trucks drove into the gas station as the driver in his quick impatience triggered the horn. The gas attendant nearly jumped out of his flip flops as he shot an annoyed stare to the man in a government issued uniform behind the wheel. The driver once again used the horn to hasten the attendant's approach. "Quit spacing out over there Cholo, we ain't got all day!"

"Oh come on hombre, what's the hurry?" Cholo unhinged the gas pipe and inserted the nozzle into the tank with extreme precision. "The day is still young, and the mistress heat is there to soothe you into multiple naps of happy fun time. Just enjoy the day bro."

"Yeah, I will enjoy it when my shift is over," spoke the man next to the driver. Cholo heard the huge line of trucks behind the one he was servicing and eyed their haul. "More debris?"

"Yup, all thanks to the resident heroes, the reds and blues," spoken sarcastically by the driver. Cholo heard the tank finish refueling and moved to service the next truck. As he inserted the nozzle into the tank, he climbed the side of the truck against the protests of the truck passenger. Cholo noticed that the cleanup crew was still taking out the destroyed debris of the large battle between the terrorists and the Reds and Blues in large bulks. The driver stopped his friend with a firm shake. "Let him be, he is always like this."

The passenger looked in the rear view mirror and smirked. "Almost looks like a hyper active monkey if you ask me."

"Ha, ha, ha, maybe that is what he actually is," joked the driver as Cholo played with a metal structure. He looked at the long road towards the nearest city. They sure did work up the city good, me likes it. Cholo threw the debris down as he jumped down to extract the nozzle. He slammed the side of the truck with enough strength to be heard, but not annoy the driver at the same time. The next truck stopped by, as did another, and then another until eventually the line was cleared and the bank account was happy. Cholo looked around at the once again desolate roads as he scratched his belly in boredom. Hmm, what can I do now? He pondered as he sat back down. Suddenly, his eyes lit up with an idea, a most interesting idea. No one is here, privacy while being out in the open. Cholo looked around once more. Score! He rushed inside the store and took out his most desired pass time ever since he had hit puberty. Heh, feels like I'm a naughty boy back in high school again. He flipped through the pages with one hand, and the other slowly moved down South. Oh sweet beautiful bliss, if this is heaven then I'm glad to be alive right now, he pondered as deep grunts escaped his mouth.

The sudden swing of the front door however went unnoticed to his lusty mind. As he was getting faster, so were the taps of high heels walking towards the counter. The woman in those heels, high and sharp enough to send shivers of worry down a man's spine, stopped by the counter to notice his self pleasuring grunts with a great sigh of disgust. "Really Cholo, in the middle of the day and you are already touching yourself?"

"Sí, no entres sin llamar, Claudia! What you want?!"

She rested one hand against her hip and shook her waist to one side with a sharp finger pointed at the entrance. "A customer wouldn't come knocking in. Didn't you hear the bell?"

Cholo stared at the bell atop the door shaking from left to right, in a hypnotic gesture. He turned his attention towards her, and like the clueless monkey he sat as, he shook his shoulders while baby eyed. Claudia let out an annoyed sigh. "You should find yourself a girlfriend."

"Oh, maybe you would like to volunteer," a smirk crawled up the one side of Cholo's lips. "You know, sexy times together, cousin."

"I can give you a good shake up to the family jewels."

"Oh la, la, you so naughty Claudia."

Her face quickly turned to that of disgust as with a slight retreat, she quickly hurried her way out of the store. He looked down to his bushier regions and sighed at the terrible state of the situation. I was so close to seeing the climax of this play, but now that plot is no more. Outside the shop, a car pulled up and Cholo quickly caught wind of the vehicular noise. He stood up instantly the moment he heard the doors open. The sound of money echoed in his ears, and his eyes could see a shower of it. The store's door swung open, with his chest puffed out proudly and a smile hooked from one cheek to the other, he welcomed his customer with open arms. "I, Cholo, shall service you today customer!"

The customer was quick to get in their vehicles and lock their doors though. Cholo wondered why that was, and the rest of the transaction was completed in silence. Only later did he realize the scared look in the customer's eyes that he inflicted with his words. Service you today…service you…hmm…I think I see the problem here. But he cared not much to think on it as he quickly found a way over that thought.

Before he realized it, the sky turned a shade of dark blue, and the closing time came about. He happily hummed a rather uplifting tune as he closed the shutters on the windows. Today was a good day for the bank. He pondered as he looked through his personal device's bank app. He hopped into his car and took off his shirt to reveal his undershirt. A thin white layer of cotton clothing that was soaked with sweat from the deadly hot day. He tied his shirt atop his head and started his low-rider. He felt the gravity rebound him up and down from the force of his bouncing car thanks to it's hydraulic customizations. He floored it and sped away onto the main road that led to his family home. "Aye, buen dia hoy, time to go home and get me some good spicy Tacos in me."

So, as the strange Mexican man went home bouncing up and down in his car, no doubt looking like a lunatic to the normal drivers, he smiled proudly. No matter the stare, no matter the comments, and no matter what others thought of him, he was a proud happy Mexican, doing what he knows best. Perving 24/7, making bank, eating good Mexican food, living carefree and continuing to be the one and only, Cholo!

A/N: Hello everyone and welcome back to some more RvB Content!

This is not an official follow up to my Season 20, but a mini-story. This will help introduce those recruits you read about at the end of Season 20. This is also written as I don't have Season 21 prepared yet. I'm still in the planning process of it.

I hope you enjoy this mini-series. The chapters will be short in length as this is a mini-series. There is also a return to comedy (or whatever you would consider this subjectively speaking). No more of that depressing only stuff as seen in Season 20. I hope this helps tide some of my dedicated readers over till Season 21 eventually releases.

I will add also that it has been a long while since I wrote anything (RvB Season 20 was my last story). So my writing is rusty and may not seem as polished as my previous release. I hope that does not deter your enjoyment however.

As always, thank you for your support and patience. Thank you for sticking by me and waiting for new content!

Let me know what you think.

~ Monty