Before we start this story, Sweetwater was supposed to be in Bad Company before Haggard. I was too lazy to make Sweet's story before Haggard's.

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How [I think] Terrence Sweetwater Came into B-Company

Terrence Sweetwater had no idea why he'd joined the Army. His SAT score was through the roof. He was sure that he'd be stuck behind a desk. But Sweetwater never wanted to do anything wrong. He never wanted to be sent to Bad Company over something so stupid. So stupid that it was stupid enough to do.

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"Bobby, will ya quit bugging me?" Sweetwater said to his friend.

"But Sweets! You're the nerd here and it's only gonna be one night of freedom to play this game!"

Sweetwater rolled in his bunk bed like he would have done in his grave if he was dead (although he did wish he was). Bobby had asked the same question over and over since the minute they met. Didn't he know how stupid it sounded? Or how much trouble they could get into? Well, apparently no. Bobby's voice continued on through the darkness. How the others were not annoyed was beyond me. Maybe they had learned to accept it.

Or not. Someone threw their boot at Bobby and it shut him up for the night.

But the next morning was the same. Through breakfast, Bobby asked Sweetwater. Through the mile run, Bobby asked Sweetwater. Even while throwing up, Bobby asked Sweetwater. And our poor Sweetwater broke down.

"For cripes' sake! I'll do it if you shut up!" he yelled with his head in his hands.

And Bobby just smiled a smile that would probably blow up the whole world. Or the whole Army database.

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That night (everything that's crazy has to be done at night, did you notice?) Bobby led Sweetwater down underground to the Army's largest computer. The mother of all motherboards, the general had once said. It was his pride and joy, that and his BMW. Like always, our main characters always manage to never get caught or be seen.

And there it was. The two soldiers were like dots compared to the size of the monitor. Sweetwater stared at it, jaw dropped as low as it could go.

"Well, heck, this is a dream come true!" Sweetwater said with a bit of sarcasm. "I mean, I've always wanted to do something that could cost me my LIFE!"

Bobby ignored him and walked around. Sweetwater knew that Bobby wanted to install a game onto the computer before they shipped out to a hostile zone, so he began to look for the computer tower. When he found it (or what looked like it, except 40 times bigger), he called Bobby over.

"All right, here's the simple step: hand me the videogame CD," he said slowly to him.

Bobby looked at him like he was crazy. "Sweets, you live in an old age. No one uses CDs anymore! WE DOWNLOAD!"

With that, Bobby brushed past Sweetwater and opened an Internet browser on the computer. Yes, the Army has Internet for browsing needs. He typed in "Call of Duty 4 download" onto the search engine and clicked on a link. Then Bobby turned around to face Sweetwater.

"This is the part I don't understand," Bobby told him. "The downloading part."

Sweetwater sighed. "This is the most stupid idea I've ever heard in my life."

"But looks like you're doing it anyway, eh buddy?"

Our main character clicked on "Download" and he and Bobby sat down, waiting for it to load.

Twenty-five percent.

Forty percent.

Fifty-seven per-

VIRUS DETECTED! VIRUS DETECTED! VIRUS DETECTED! VIRUS DETECTED!

"Uh, Sweets? Is this bad? This looks bad."

Sweetwater rushed to the computer, almost tripping on the way and dropping his glasses. He pushed them up as he looked at the problem. Pop ups began to, well, pop up. And they continued to pop up and fill the entire Army database. Sweetwater, as hard as he tried, couldn't keep up with the pop ups. They were all coming too fast. He didn't train for this kind of attack.

Footsteps echoed through the hallway they had come in through and soon enough, both Bobby and Sweetwater were surrounded by privates and the General himself.

"What in Sam's hell do you think you're doing to my precious computer?!" he yelled. "Get your asses outta here and into my office!"

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Terrence Sweetwater and Bobby sat in the General's office like two school boys in a principal's office. Bobby didn't mind because he had gone too many times to the principal's office and knew him on a first-name basis. Our poor Sweetwater was scared to death. He'd never gotten in trouble before.

The General walked in and slammed his hands on his desk.

"Private Sweetwater, have you any idea how much damage you've done to my wonderful database?!" he yelled.

"Ye-yes-yes sir, General, sir! I'm terribly sorry, sir!" Sweetwater stuttered.

"I've had enough of these excuses from you troublemakers. First, one of my best sergeants voluntarily volunteers to join Bad Company and the newest private recently crashed a helicopter" – he stressed the word – "into my BMW. And that boy…Haggard, was it? He's bad news too! I've seen him eyeing the explosives arsenal the day he got here!"

Bobby cleared his throat. "Well, sir, what I've heard is that Haggard loves explos-"

"NO SHIT, PRIVATE? You think I didn't notice that?" the General exploded. "You keep your smartass mouth shut and maybe I'll let you off the hook."

Sweetwater's jaw dropped once again and his head shifted from the General to Bobby continuously. "But, but, but SIR! Bobby's the one who wanted me to install the game! Can't you see I was just a pawn in his silly plan?!"

The General held up his index finger and waved it at Sweetwater. "You still committed the crime here, Private. The database's servers are all backed up with these viruses from the pop-ups you said you encountered. Do you know how serious that is? For all we know, the enemy could have been using the viruses to pull valuable information from us! They could have taken our soldiers' information and use it against them.

"Do you hear me, Sweetwater? You've endangered the entire Army and I can't let that happen again. I'm assigning to B-Company."

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And with that, Bobby and Sweetwater were dismissed from the office. Sweetwater was told to pack his clothes. A helicopter would arrive to bring him to B-Company.

And Bobby, you ask? He was let off the hook. He said his goodbye to Sweetwater and soon befriended George Gordon Haggard. He was soon shipped off to B-Company with Haggard after blowing up the arsenal.