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WARNING! You might fall of your chair laughing.
Key-
"Normal Speech."
Thoughts.
"Radio or Sugar/Sheila speaking."
Sign language.
(Spanish Translation)
"Boss, come to the Control Room. Now."
"It's fucking... Oh shit! HUNTER WHY DIDN'T YOU WAKE ME UP!"
"I tried to, you just rolled over."
"...Is that a bucket of strawberry sauce in your hands?"
"...No?..."
"Boss! Church is in our base! Get in here!"
"Let me get out of my PJ's!"
I gazed at the cobalt Spartan standing in our Control Room. He was flanked by both Hallows and Baggins who were holding their weapons.
Hunter stood beside me, her plasma rifles were at the ready.
"Sergeant, the Blue walked into our base. He said he wanted to talk to you." Baggins reported before I nodded.
"Private Church, may I ask what the fuck you're doing in our base? How did you even know it was here?" I asked as I stalked towards the shorter man.
"I know this will be hard to believe but I'm a ghost and I've come from the future to fix things, Quinn." He said as humbly as Church could and I looked over at Baggins before giving a quick sign. The marksmen took his pistol and fired it at the floor by Churchs foot. The live ammo put a dent in the stone.
"Holy shit!" Church yelped, jumping back while Baggins put his gun away.
"That's not very convincing." He said as he crossed his arms over his chest.
"I thought you guys only had paint rounds!" Church said.
"Meh, we only fired paint at you guys. Austin gave us both sets. I think the paint was originally meant for the training room but what the hell." Hunter said with a smirk.
"If we aren't trying to kill them, does that mean we'll be trying to save them in the future?" Hallows asked in a perplexed tone. The rest of us paused to think on that and you could feel the hidden AI's anxiety go up.
"...I have no fucking clue, we'll think on it in the next meeting." I shrugged before turning my attention back to the horrified man standing between the two Privates.
"You... Shot at me..."
"Of course he did, now, back to the matter at hand. How the fuck did you get in our base? Better question, why the fuck have you been seeking us out?" I demanded. Even Church was taller than me! No fucking fair!
"You told me to." He said bluntly. My hearing picked up the hiss of breathe from Hunter and the barely audible 'Oh shit' shared by Hallows and Baggins.
"You're telling me, I told you to come find us?" I barked.
"Yes, before we went looking for Lopez, you pulled me aside and told me to find you if something ever happened. You said you were stationed here as some kind of guardian devil to someone code named Alpha." There was a snort that came from Hunter.
"Shit." I said before turning around to look at Hunter.
What do you think? I asked and she shrugged.
I think we go with it. We were told to have fun. I don't see how we can't have fun and not protect them. We have kick ass abilities for fighting that is on par with Project Freelancer Agents, we know what's coming. Why not make it seem like a fluke? I understood her reasoning and nodded.
We'll keep our presence to a minimum. If we're guardian devils I don't want anyone outside the Blood Gulch crew to know we're here, understood? The smirk on Hunter's face said she understood perfectly, the looks on Hallows and Baggins said they were game.
"Alright then, Church. Since you seem intent on getting us to help, then so be it, but I will make this clear. If your team or the Reds put Vortex in danger. I will personally kick you so hard in the crotch you'll be choking on your own balls. Am I UNDERSTOOD?" I would have been nose to nose with him if I was taller.
"God, I never thought a sixteen year old girl would scare me more than Tex." Church shivered and I nodded before standing back. With a grin on my face, I stuck my hand out for a shake.
"I think proper introductions are needed. Sergeant Tessa Quinn of Team Vortex, pleasure to meet you."
"Private Leonard L. Church of Blue Team." Church said in a breath of relief as he shook my hand. An idea popped into my head as I glanced over at the computer screen showing Blue Base.
"Vortex, grab your helmets and arm yourselves with paint. The pelican's arrived." I ordered and my three friends split off to find their designated ammo. I looked over at Church. "Baggins, bring extra ammo for the sniper. We're going to have some fun."
"Sure thing Quinn." He said and you could hear the amusement.
"I believe we have some recon to do. Would you like to join us?"
"Alright, so from what Hallows hacked, the new guys Caboose right?" Church nodded before I handed him a round of paint ammo for the sniper he was holding.
"...What's this for?" He asked in suspicion.
"We are going to work on your aim." I stated bluntly. "I walked out of the cave a week ago and your aim nearly killed me. If you're going to hang around us, I am going to work on your aim. For now, you can torment Tucker and Caboose with paint."
"You're crazy."
"You've got the worst aim I've ever seen, now shut up and aim for Tucker." I ordered. Sighing he loaded the shots before taking aim.
"Ten bucks he misses on the first shot." Baggins said behind me.
"I'll take that bet." Hallows hissed.
"Boys, you don't even have ten bucks." Hunter said before I heard a distinct metal 'clang!'. Church and I turned around to see the two groaning in pain as they held their heads.
"Fuck, that hurt Hunter!" Hallows whined.
"It's called an ass whoopin'." Hunter said with an amused tone while Baggins threw her the bird.
"Yo vivo con gente loca." (I live with crazy people.) He said in Spanish and I huffed.
"We know what that means."
"Good, you need to know." He said before taking a seat and looked through his rifle.
"Church, back to aiming." I said as I turned around.
"We'll at least I know I won't be getting hit with paint this time around." I heard him say and I looked over at my team and you could feel the 'You poor fool' in the air.
Church fired and we all watched as the three near the tank. I was chocking on my laughter as I heard Church curse. It seems he was still a pretty bad shot considering that bright yellow paint splattered all over his counter parts visor.
"Fuck me!" Church growled and Baggins looked over at the man.
"I thought the boss said aim for Tucker?" The Church with us growled at Baggins who in turn shoved a paint loaded magnum in his face.
"I'll paint you." He said threateningly.
"Try again." I told Church, he'd have a harder time now that the three were hiding behind the tank.
"YOU SON OF A BITCHES! I CAN'T SEE NOW!" We all snickered as Church's visor met his palm.
"I can't believe I'm that son of a bitch." I couldn't help the giggle that escaped.
"I'd try to say that I know how it feels, but I got nothin'." Hallows shrugged.
"I'll try again, maybe this time I'll hit Caboose. Maybe I can get him back for killing me." The last part was mumbled but I still shot my head up and said.
"I thought they were kidding when they said Caboose had a bad record for killing teammates!" Church paused, turned slowly in my direction then looked back down his scope.
"Guess his record wasn't lying." Hallows said. For kicks we'd seen to everyones files, Caboose already killed five comrades before he got to Blood Gulch. Man, I'm staying at Caboose's back from now on.
"Wait wait wait, how many times has Caboose killed his teammates?" Church demanded.
"Before arriving here? Five people." Baggins said as he looked through his sniper.
"...Did it say why he was sent to us?"
"Because those five people were his Sergeant and team." Hunter stated.
"...I fucking died for this army because they didn't arrest him?"
"Pretty much." I summed up.
"Good to know." Church said before looking back through the scope and fired. All of us were once again trying to conceal our laughter as the Church by the tank was splattered with paint in the visor again.
"...Son of a bitch." Church said before firing twice more. I supposed his aim was for Caboose but he only ended up hitting himself again and Tucker.
"Welp, I believe we will call it a day on that note." I said as I stood up. Tucker and Church were firing live rounds at us now, and Caboose had been sent into the Base to guard the flag since he'd apparently been asking nonstop who we were to his comrades and had pissed them off pretty bad.
"I have a future to fix anyways." Church grumbled. The only good thing that had come out of it for him was hitting Tucker with yellow paint.
I just saw Donut heading along by the other cliff face. Baggins signed as he rejoined us after leaving to go find some food. Though he didn't exactly sign 'Donut'. Baggins had actually signed 'pink'. We were still working on signs for each person. So far pink for Donut, Church was literally signing the letters A and I. Sarge got the title of signing red and we were still working on everyone else. I had a feeling lazy and lady would be thrown in for for Grif and Tucker.
"Baggins, please stop shooting me." Church had been walking away from our team when he'd paused to turn around and point at Baggins who just shrugged. "I mean it. Stop fucking shooting me with paint."
"I'll try."
"No you won't." I said when Church was out of hearing range.
"No I won't." Baggins firmly gripped his pistol while all of us burst into laughter and started walking back to base. When we entered the cave we stood in front of the wall, I spoke up.
"Sugar we're home!"
"Welcome back Team Vortex. I hope your endeavors were a success." The cheerful female voice of our security system said as the wall in front of us slid back and sideways to reveal the cement halls of our base.
"You could say something like that Sugar. We're only here to grab more ammo." Hunter said with a cheerful wave towards the camera in the hall.
"Of course Ms. Hunter. I hope you find everything you need." Sugar said in a cheerful tone before the speakers clicked off.
"You guys think its creepy that we have our own F.I.L.S.S.?" Baggins asked as we walked into the armory.
"I heard that Mr. Baggins." Sugar said in a scolding tone.
"No, it's like having a mother who enjoys watching us shoot people." Hallows chuckled as he grabbed a few grenades.
"Come on you two, stop teasing Sugar." I said as I grabbed a few shotgun and DMR paint rounds. I didn't need much to torment Donut, Church, and Tucker.
"What's the plan boss?" Hunter asked and I looked over all of them.
"My plan is pray to god." I said with a straight face, it was quiet before Hunter jabbed me harshly in the ribs. "Ow okay, that was uncalled for."
"You joke at a time like this? Estamos jodiendo condenado." (We're fucking doomed.) Baggins murmured.
"Guys..." I started before sighing and taking my helmet off. "Guys, this is real combat now. Church is going to die today and we'll have live ammo firing at us. If you haven't noticed, Sarge, Tucker and all the others all don't have that bad of aim like Church. I'm probably as serious with the pray thing because if my plan goes wrong, we're all fucked."
My hands touched the implants behind my ear and even through the gloves I could feel the smoothness.
"We trust you Tessa. We know you'll get us where we need to go." Hunter said as she too took off her helmet and gave me a smile.
"Yeah, Gabby's right. Fate put us together and we've been a great team since we met. You're a crazy bitch at times, but we respect your plans." Baggins said, taking his helmet off too.
"Girl, we fight like fucking Freelancers and we have the knowledge to save these guys. I say, if anyone can lead us through this, it will be you." Hallows said before I stuck out my hand. Hallows placed his over mine then Baggins and Hunter.
"Alright team, here's the plan..."
Hunter's POV-
"Let me get this straight, you gave this guy our flag?" I will admit I was grinning from behind the three Blues as I stood cloaked. Active camouflage rules. Quinn can have her sprint (if you can count moving at a speed on par with Quicksilver 'Sprint'), it suited her fast (and one) track mind.
"Is that bad?" Caboose asked in worry. I felt bad for the poor guy. No one should have to deal with the Omega AI, but then again, Doc did seem to have the split personality thing going pretty well for him in Season 13.
"Bad? Oh no, that's not bad. Next time he comes over, why don't you just help him blow up the whole god damned base." Church said sarcastically. "Maybe he's the same one who keeps shooting paint at us ever other day."
"That's happened before?" Caboose asked but he was ignored.
"There, there he is!" Tucker said while Church pulled out his rifle and looked towards Donut.
"Oh I got him, he's sneaking around back behind the cliffs" Church reported.
"He must be one smart son of a bitch."
Or very lost. I thought with humor. Taking my rocket launcher off my back, I zoomed in on the area just in time to see a blur of mixed shades of green whiz across the canyon.
"Holy fuck what was that?!" Church shouted, taking the scope away from his face to look where Quinn and Hallows had just run across (or rather Hallows piggy backing on Quinn).
"What? What you see?" Tucker demanded.
"Uh... Nothing... It was nothing... Anyways, good news is it isn't the red and black one that keeps shooting red and pink paint at us. I can't see the green one anywhere with him either." I raised and eyebrow behind my visor. I should have suspected it really but then again, these were still the same morons who had both the best and the worst luck in the galaxy. I really should stop thinking that. I knew they weren't all complete morons. "Bad news is that he's all red."
"Red? Oh man that's their Sergeant." Tucker groaned. I accidentally gave an audible sigh and froze when they turned my way.
"You heard that too?" Tucker asked.
"Probably just the wind." Church said.
"Maybe there's an invisible lady watching us." Caboose butted in and I nearly fell apart laughing and crying at the fact Caboose seemed to know I was there.
"Caboose,"
"Yes?"
"Shut up."
I pray to god you're having a better time keeping Donut where he is then I am at not trying to laugh. I thought as I looked to see Donut ducking from side to side. This time he wasn't taunting the Blues, he was trying to escape the two crazy greens.
Quinn's POV-
"No! Not my armor!"
"You'd think we'd just killed his dog." Hallows deadpanned before chucking another grenade at Donut. The colour of our paint grenades? Green. Since Church had told us I'd told him to find us, I knew we'd made ourselves known somewhere. And since I know that everything Church does in the past effects the future for sure, I was not doubting that now would be a good time to start letting both teams get clued in that there was someone in this canyon that wasn't on either team.
"You're also saying this while we paint Donut." I stated. In a nut ball it made sense, or at least to me it did.
"True." He reasoned as I shot once more at the soon to be pink sim soldier.
We were making it our mission so he couldn't really go back or forwards until Church and Tucker arrived.
Well, at least Church. Tucker... Welp, I can't say much on that subject other than until Simmons fixes the teleporter I'm running.
Baggin's POV-
"I don't know how I ended up with these crazies." I grumbled as I looked between the two tormenting Donut and the shimmer of light on top of Blue base.
"We heard that!" Hallows barked.
"López, que tiene sus idiotas, yo tengo el mío. La única diferencia es mío Sé que hablo Inglés y puedo entenderlos." (Lopez, you have your idiots, I have mine. Only difference is mine know I speak English and can understand them.) I muttered. At least I'd be able to understand the Spanish speaking robot.
"That's so not fair." Quinn said and when I looked in her direction, I wasn't surprised to see the finger in my direction.
"Yeah yeah, get back to tormenting Donut." I said.
Thank you grandma for being a traveler. Grandma always liked traveling, even if her job included tracking down Canadian criminals who'd left the country. I'm pretty sure there was a reason why she always picked the ones that went to Spain...
I refocused when four shots from Church's sniper rifle sent Quinn and Hallows diving for the ground.
"Holy shit that was close!"
"I THOUGHT YOU JUST HAD PAINT!"
"Wasn't us!"
Fuck.
Hallows POV-
Quinn grabbed me and dragged me too the ground as four shots rang through the air landed around Donut.
"Holy shit that was close!" I said.
"Son of a bitch! I THOUGHT YOU JUST HAD PAINT!" That was the second time we'd heard that today.
"Wasn't us!" My eyes widened as I saw Quinn standing up and in direct line of sight for Donut to see.
Son of a bitch.
Hunter's POV-
"Oh great, now he's just taunting us. Church, take him out." Tucker growled. As they watched the flag being waved around in Donut's attempt to dodge paint. I was pretty sure this wasn't how it worked in the original timeline, but then again, we'd been attacking both sides with paint for the past week (and I allowed Quinn to go move everything in Simmons room everyday of it, I was sure he was going to have a mental break down at this rate).
"Rodger that. Say good night Sarge." The four shots rang out and I saw the green team hit the deck.
"Holy shit that was close!" Hallows said over the radio.
I wasn't expecting to hear Donut scream though.
"I THOUGHT YOU JUST HAD PAINT!" Tucker and Church froze for a moment. Church had his sniper rifle up again and I too looked through my scope to see one emerald and orange Spartan standing up holding Donuts attention. You could see the forest green and yellow helmet looking up at Quinn.
"Wasn't us." I face palmed at Quinn's answer.
"Fuck, Quinn!" Baggins growled over the radio.
"Tucker, that green guys out there. He's on the ground and there's another green guy with him." Church reported.
"Your telling me there are more guys on the Red team?!" Tucker demanded.
"No, I'm saying that the Red teams Sergeant is covered in green paint by the same green guy who's been throwing grenades at us."
We are fucked.
"I'm confused right now." Caboose said sadly. "The guy who shot at us is actually a green man with a green lady?"
Its scary when he's seeing things these guys can't and he shouldn't. I thought before putting the rocket launcher back on my back.
"Okay, that's it, we need to find out what's going on now." Church growled before swapping to his pistol and turned to Caboose. "Rookie, you stay here, me and Tucker will go through the teleporter and see what's going on. If the guy who's been throwing paint filled grenades is attacking Red teams Sergeant then somethings up."
I mentally cackled as Church faced the teleporter while Tucker actually took a step away from it.
"Tucker, you ready?" Church asked, turning to look at the aqua coloured armored man.
"There is no way I'm going through that thing." Tucker stated taking another step back. Church let out a sigh.
"Tucker, we need to get our flag back and find out what's up with these green guys-"
"Lady."
Again, Caboose, you astound me.
"And we don't have time for this. Why would they give us a teleporter if it doesn't work?"Church went on, ignoring the poor man who looked like a kicked puppy.
They gave you a guy who killed his entire team by accident. I mentally raised my eyebrow.
"I don't know! Why would they give us a tank that no one can drive?" It was like a tennis match and watching Hallows and Quinn fighting. I almost wanted to slam these two's head together.
"We've already tested the teleporter remember?"
"We threw rocks through it!"
"Yeah, and, so what? The rocks came out he other side didn't they?"
"Yeah, but they were all hot and covered with black stuff."
"Oh, so I guess that's what this is all about then? You're afraid of a little black stuff." Church deadpanned. Tucker huffed in frustration.
"Yes, I am. I'm afraid of black stuff."
Church sighed before raising his gun and pointed it at the man in aqua. "Tucker, I almost hate to do this to ya."
"You wouldn't."
"Ya know, I look at it this way. Either a) we go through there and get some answers with our flag, or b) we stay here and I get to kill you. Either way, I win." Tucker didn't seem pleased at all, not that I could blame the guy.
"For the record, I want you to know, rocks aren't people." Tucker flatly said.
"Duly noted, now get in there." Church motioned at the teleporter with his gun.
"...Crap." Tucker said before running through the teleporter. "Alright, one, two-"
We didn't hear the end of his count down as he went through. I stood there waiting with the guys for a minute but Tucker didn't come out.
"Huh, he didn't come out the other side." Caboose said in slight curiosity.
"Yeeeah, I've- I've decided I'm not gonna use the teleporter." Jumping off the roof of Blue base, Church ran towards the trio who sounded like they were arguing about... paint colours?!
"Seriously Quinn?!" Baggins demanded. I hadn't been paying attention to my radio.
"Church is on his way and Tucker's through the teleporter. Heading around to go see Future-Church." I said quietly as I turned around and jumped off the base roof to go find Church and Sheila. It took me a moment to realize Church hadn't arrived yet. Sighing I leaned against the back of Sheila.
"-no, not in this sit-"
"I'll take care of boss. Good luck Hunter." Hallows sighed and I couldn't help the cackle I let out.
I may want to be there to watch, but like I said earlier, Quinn was a one track mind girl. This paint colour thing would be going on for a while.
Few Minutes Earlier at Red Base-
"I still have no idea what your talking about. I didn't hear any shots." Simmons said in exasperation. Grif sighed.
"I'm telling you, it was four shots. Like Bam! Bam! Bam!"
"Wait a second, that was only three bams."
"...Bam." Grif said before looking back through his scope. "Wait a second, we got a Blue guy on the move out there."
"Where's he heading?" Simmons asked, trying to spot what Grif could see through the sniper scope.
"Oh crap, Donut's out there with the green and orange guy. Holy shit there's another green guy with him too!" Grif reported before pausing.
"Your telling me there are two green guys?" Simmons asked skeptically.
"Donut's got the Blue flag... And he's covered in paint... And I think he's arguing with the green and orange one." Grif said slowly as he rechecked what he was seeing.
"You've got to be kidding me."
"Simmons, get the Warthog."
Simmons snickered. "You mean the puma?"
Quinn's POV-
"Green is a perfectly fine colour for a girl thank you very much." I huffed at Donut.
"It makes it slightly harder to tell though if your a girl or not." Donut shot back.
"Would you two idiots both just stop arguing about paint colours?" Hallows pleaded while Baggins was growling about idiots in Spanish over the radio.
3rd POV - With Donut and the Green Team
"Freeze all of you!" Church's shout startled the green and orange female, causing her to jump and fall off the rock she'd been sitting on while arguing with the Red team soldier who looked ready for Christmas.
"...What the hell?" Church said as he looked over the three before him. "You're a girl?"
"See, I told you it made it harder for people to identify you as woman." The Red said to the girl before turning to Church. "Why were you shooting at me! You could have hit me dick head! It was bad enough you're buddies here were bombarding me with paint!"
The green and yellow man huffed and Church pointed his gun at him.
"Don't you move." He warned before looking back at the Red.
"You can't be serious, these guys aren't my buddies, their not even on my team. They've been attacking us with paint all week! Them and their red and grey buddy of yours." Donut paused before looking at the duo who were ignoring them to argue among themselves.
"But the guys over at my base said to watch out for the green and orange and his dark blue and silver pal who'd been attacking them with paint." Both sides paused to look at the two arguing figures in green.
"Alright, who's team are you two really on?" Quinn and Hallows paused.
"We're on neither side." Quinn huffed. "Why should we pick sides when we can just annoy the hell out of both of you."
"This moron's right, why'd we pick sides? Nothing to gain on our end and I know the other two would agree." The green and yellow wearing teen said.
Church paused before something caught his attention. The white writing on the girls shoulder.
"Team Leader, Sergeant T. Quinn?!"
"Yep that's what they call me." The girl said lazily. Church grew nervous when he noticed that she was counting down on her left finger. Just as she hit one...
"-Three!" The two green's didn't even flinch while Church and Donut both shot backwards when Tucker came running out of the teleporter at their feet.
"Jesus!"
"Holy shit! Who's this guy!?"
"Told you, give that ten dollars." Quinn said to the boy beside her. Hallow's handed it over begrudgingly.
"What in the hell?! Tucker, is that you?" Church demanded.
"How did you get up here ahead of me?" Tucker asked perplexed. When someone's throat cleared they all looked over at the green and yellow teen.
"Cobalt beat you here because I believe there's something wrong with your teleporter. You've been in there for about ten minutes when you should have gotten here in under one. The Corporal said you'd run through but I didn't think you'd actually be stupid enough to after she told us your conversation."
"Corporal?"
"She?"
"I don't get it but I'm going with it."
Quinn sighed.
"Freeze Sarge!" Tucker said, pointing his weapon at the Christmas decorated soldier.
"I'm not a Sergeant! I'm still just a Private!" Donut threw his hands in the air in exasperation.
"Sarge is still a Private? Oh. My. God. The teleporter sent me back in time!" The girl of the five was giggling while her partner was giving a large sigh.
"I thought we just went over this." Hallows said while the trio of Blues and Red started arguing about time traveling.
"It could be worse you know." Quinn said before her hearing picked up something.
Everyone paused for a moment as polka music could be heard in the distance.
"For god sake! What is that music!?" Church shouted as the green duo started backing away slowly.
"That is the sound of a four wheeled Calvary and a machine gun." Quinn said before taking off with her partner to hid behind the rock she'd been sitting on earlier.
Not a moment later, the Red's jeep came flying over the hill, sending Tucker and Church running and shouting for the cliff path and cover behind the rock on it. Simmons started firing, having not seen the duo behind the rock not fourty feet away from them
"Told you today was going to be fun!" Quinn said to her partner. Hallows groaned.
"I should have stayed with Baggins." He hissed before grabbing one of his paint grenades. "You sure this will work?"
"Not a clue, but I gotta try." She said before giving a salute and disappeared in a blur of green.
"I shoulda stayed in bed." Hallows moaned before throwing the grenade in his hand between the two teams.
Hunter's POV-
"-indly fire protocol is enabled." I startled from the sound of Sheila's voice. I hadn't even heard Church come around because I'd been listening to Quinn arguing. It was mildly entertaining but at the same time I wanted to bash my head in.
"Friendly fire, that's the one that kills teammates right?"
"Affirmative."
"Alright, disable the friendly fire protocol."
"Friendly fire protocol is now disabled."
I wasn't supposed to show myself until after Caboose left, but at the same time I wanted to say something before Caboose got here. I didn't get a chance to as I saw Caboose coming our way.
"Friendly forces may now be targeted by auto-lock."
"Yes- Wait! No! That doesn't sound right! I want the other thing!" Church whispered harshly as Caboose got into the tank. Sheila ignored him for taking care of Caboose.
"Shiela, what are you talking about?" Church asked as he looked a the tank, not knowing Caboose had gotten in. "Forget about what I just said."
Sheila was already driving away.
"Wait! Oh my god no!" He was about to take off running after the tank but I became visible beside him and I drew his attention instead.
"Come on. I'll radio Quinn and let her know it's coming." I said before jogging past him to catch up with the tank.
"What was she even doing out there!?"
"She went to go bug the Reds and she found one." I said simply. That seemed like a good enough answer since Church didn't say anything else.
Dreamer: Yeah! It's finished! Please don't kill me for the cliff *Yelps and hides behind the couch for protection*
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Hallows: I'm going to end up dead because of crazy people.
Baggins: Same here.
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