Not my best chapter, but it'll do. I hope you will all enjoy it, and I just felt like warning you that I might not update too fast. I figured I should actually hash out more of the plot before I run into a wall. 0-0

Thanks to Petchricor for helping me.

I do not own RedvsBlue.

The walk to school wasn't a far one, but it felt like it took forever. Simmons ground his teeth together as Donut went on and on and on about Valhalla, their school.

"Oh you're going to love it!" Donut gushed once again. "The playground's got slides, and swings, and seesaws. The lunch room has all you can eat day every Friday. The teacher lets us do all kinds of fun projects like arts and crafts, and.."

"Oh look we're here!" Grif called out interrupting Donut mid-sentence. "Well I'm going to go now. See you guys at lunch."

Grif was about to run off when Simmons grabbed his arm.

"Don't forget to take Tucker with you, and show him around," he ordered lightly his tone slightly apologetic. "Sarge's orders."

Grif glared at him before grabbing Tucker's arm and pulling him towards the school.

"Come on," he grumbled walking a few steps before releasing his cousin's arm. "Let's get going before the kiss-ass tattles on us."

Tucker couldn't help but snicker, if only a little bit.

"Whatever dude," he said rolling his eyes and smiling a bit despite himself. "I don't know how you managed to live with that kiss ass for so long. I probably would have smothered him in his sleep by now."

Grif gave a snort of disgust.

"Oh shut the hell up Blue!" he snapped. "Look who you have to live with. The angry jerk and the moron."

Tucker growled and his smile quickly turned into a grimace.

"What's your problem Red?" he asked angrily. "You're always acting so freaking bi-polar! You called him a kiss ass five seconds ago, and then you get pissed off at me for saying it! Then you have to get all bitchy and insult Church and Caboose. Seriously! What the hell?"

Grif scowled at his cousin.

"I can say whatever I want about my brother, but you better keep your mouth shut!" he warned. "And I don't act bi-polar!" he added, feeling slightly insulted.

"Well if I can't insult your brother, then you can't insult mine," Tucker insisted stubbornly crossing his arms.

"Yeah, I doubt either of us is going to follow that," Grif said dryly giving a small smile.

Tucker grimace turned back into a smirk and he laughed.

"Whatever Red," he said. "So there any hot girls in our grade?" he asked hopefully.

"You are such a perv," Grif said rolling his eyes. "And no, most of the girls that go here are complete bitches that you won't hit on if you value your life."

Tucker groaned.

"Church did always say that there are no such things as regular girls," he mumbled disappointed.

Speaking of his angry older brother, Church was already annoyed.

"But Church!" Caboose whined. "You always take me to class on the first day of school." Caboose jumped up and down and grabbed Church's hand. "Please, please, please, please, please!" he begged.

"Knock it off Caboose!" Church snapped. "I'm not going to take you to class. I already had to do that this year. There is no way in Hell I'm going to do it twice in one year."

Caboose whimpered miserably, and Simmons couldn't help but feel sorry for the kid.

"It's okay Caboose. Church and I will drop you and Donut off," he said in a comforting tone.

Caboose brightened, Church glared at his cousin, and Simmons cowered slightly.

"I already have to make sure Donut gets to class safely," the Red protested. "And you wouldn't know how to get to class without me. So you're stuck with me."

Church glowered.

"I don't know why you have to take him to class, he's seven," he muttered.

"That's because he gets lost all the time," Simmons said simply. "We tried to let him go to the park by himself once, and he ended up on the other side of town in a bad neighborhood."

"It was scary," Donut proclaimed happily.

Church slapped a palm to his face.

"Whatever," he muttered bitterly. "Just make it fast."

Donut walked ahead humming happily. Occasionally walking down the wrong hallway and getting pulled back by Simmons, and Church couldn't help but hate his younger cousin even more.

The walk to the classroom seemed to take forever, and Caboose's constant chattering didn't make it any better.

"We can eat lunch together, and after school we can hang out and it will be great. We can go camping or go to the movies, and we don't have to have any of those horrible Reds!" Caboose proclaimed happily. "Or Tucker," he added in a sly undertone.

"Hey!" Donut protested.

"I suppose Tucker can come," Caboose amended though he didn't sound too happy about it. "If you really want him too."

Simmons rolled his eyes at the Blue's obliviousness while Donut pouted and crossed his arms.

Finally they reached their destination, and Donut showed Caboose inside much to Church's relief.

"Thank God!" he exclaimed. "That was the worst drop-off ever, of all time. God Caboose is so annoying."

Church rubbed the bridge of his nose, and Simmons rolled his eyes, silently agreeing with his cousin. Not that he'd ever admit it.

"Come on we're going to be late for class," he said walking in the direction of their first class. "We've got English first."

"You're just as much of a kiss-ass at school as you are at home, aren't you?" he asked dryly.

Simmons's only response was to walk a little faster.

School was absolute hell.

Simmons usually loved school, but Church seemed to drain all of his positive energy. He didn't have all his classes with him, but his influence stayed with him even when they were in different classes.

Church hated having to share a class with his little cousin, and he didn't even try to hide his anger and annoyance.

Grif hated school to begin with, but Tucker seemed to make it even worse. He was an even worse student than Grif was. At least Grif sort of tried in class. Sometimes.

Tucker just acted like an immature jerk who had a better place to be, and he seemed annoyed at the fact that Grif was trying to be serious for once.

Even Donut found that being in the same class as Caboose was a lot more trouble than he thought it would be. Caboose obviously wasn't that smart, but Donut never realized how completely and utterly incompetent his cousin was, and it was hard being his school helper.

Caboose just hated school in general, though Donut's presence did make it more enjoyable, if only a little.

The day seemed to drag on forever. The lunch was tasteless, the elective was in fact confusing, and the gym workout was horrible.

Both the Reds and Blues were exhausted both physically and emotionally as they dragged themselves home. The day had gone about as well as they'd thought it would, and they couldn't see any of the other ones going any better.