(Hey, guys! I'm baaaaack! With a brand new attitude, a brand new story, and-Alright, alright, fine! I'll get to it, Jeez! Don't get ya knickers in a twist...!)
Minnesota noticed Tucker almost immediately as he entered the Cafeteria, turning and walking out. "I don't have time for this..."
Alpha appeared on his shoulder. "Time for what? Eating? Are you seriously turning down food?" Minnesota sighed slightly. "I really don't want to get into another fight and have Carolina beat the ever-living crap out of me again."
"Alpha stifled a laugh. "It was pretty funny how quick she overpowered you due to your hesitation. In short, you lost easily." "Minnesota shot her a look. "...Remind me to delete your memory storage. And your sass." "Alpha put her hands on her hips. "The sass just comes naturally..." Minnesota shook his head, walking out of the now-fixed gate door. "Whatever you say."
"Alpha looked around. "Uh... Where are we going?"
"Minnesota shrugged. "I dunno. Walking, I guess? Seeing what's around the area and stuff."
"Alpha stared at him. "...You're scared of Tucker, aren't you?"
"Minnesota shook his head. "No. No one scares me. Except Carolina, but she's something else entirely." Alpha laughed slightly. "You really like Carolina, don't you?"
Minnesota glanced over at her, reverting his gaze back ahead. "P-Possibly... Like it even matters."
Alpha burst out laughing. "Oh, wow! You've got it BAD for-"
"Shut it!" He whispered, ducking down. Alpha looked at him. "Oh, I see! You just want me to stop teasing you, don't you?!"
He visor-palmed himself. "No, I literally mean quiet! I hear voices..."
Alpha chuckled slightly, pulling up a screen. "Oh, please! Like I'm fallimg for-ohhhhhh..."
He smiled smugly. "Was I right?"
Alpha put the screen away, narrowing her eyes at him. "...I hate you sometimes."
"He chuckled, poking around the rock and meeting the barrel of a gun.
"Hold it right there, you! Uh, person! I have no idea who you are, who are you?"
He kicked the gun out of the guy's hands, haymaker-punching him square in the visor, causing him to fall flat on his back. Minnesota stomped on his helmet, Alpha turning away. "Was that REALLY necessary?!"
He shrugged, stepping away from the corpse. "All's fair in-" "Freeze! Don't move, unless you want to be blown to kingdom come!"
He looked on top of a dune, seeing a bunch of figures standing around, pointing guns at him. He turned to Alpha. "...For the record, I blame you."
Alpha just stared, before disappearing. "Uh...! You have fun with that! I'll start making backup files, now!"
"You little b-"
"HEY! WHO'RE YOU TALKIN' TO?!" one of the figures yelled.
"He looked up at the dune, adjusting his Gauntlets. "Alright, time for some stress-relief..."
(Welp, great place to end the first chapter of book...3, was it? Yeah, I think book 3. Anyways, I'll see you guys in the next one!)