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Hey, everyone. I know you're all expecting some stories to be updated sooner than later and I respect that, but I also have a ton of other ideas that my mind can't think straight. So, I thought you'd all like to see how my mind works, so I thought this would be a good way to show you. This will give previews of various ideas I've been having and, should one chapter get enough reviews-say 15 or so with all of them being more than just one sentence or statement and actualy try to at least ask something about the story-, then I'll start publishing it as an actual story here on FanFiction. So, enjoy.
Caboose the Familiar
GammaTron: …Yes, ladies and gentlemen of , I am a fan of Red Vs Blue by Rooster Teeth. You can thank my sister and her friend for putting me in a room and somehow made the door synched to a computer that would only let me out if I watched a few scenes of RvB. One of those scenes happened to involve Tex beating up the Reds and Tucker while Caboose was in a room that let him watch the fight. I fell over laughing when he said 'This place is full of mean ladies!' And I was also interested with Familiar of Zero at the time I was watching RvB so…yeah…this happened. And like I said earlier in the previous story idea: If I get eight good reviews (That means YOU HAVE TO ASK A QUESTION!) for a Red VS Blue story, I will publish them all with a second chapter included.
Disclaimer: I own no one here. Also, any and all flamers and flames will be dealt with by Sarge.
Sarge: *cocks his shotgun and growls* Trolls…and Grif.
Grif: *off-screen* Hey!
Caboose: *walks over* Excuse me, but where am I?
Dammit, Caboose! Get in the story! You're the main character!
Sarge: What?! *stomps off* That's it! Get me mah Warthog!
…Ooookay…While I flee from a polka tune-playing truck with a machine gun attachment, enjoy this story. *runs off*
Caboose: Um…I am still lost here. *sees a portal from Familiar of Zero* Oooh~! Shiny! *runs into it*
*A familiar music began to play in the background, growing louder, before the Warthog drove by, Sarge on turret while Simmons drove*
Sarge: Yeehaw!
Louise Françoise Le Blanc de La Vallière coughed the most out of everyone in the field due to her being closest to the explosion. Her one chance at not screwing things up and continue being called a 'Zero' had once more blown up in her face! She swore she could hear that Zerbst laughing at her.
"Oh! Oh wow! That was so fun! I wanna do it again!" a voice cheered in the smoke.
Slowly, the smoke began to dissipate and revealed a humanoid figure. The figure wore the strangest armor they had ever seen. It seemed to be a brilliant shade of blue.
"Hey…Everyone is looking at me. I love when they do that," the man in blue armor whispered aloud before waving and calling out, "Hi, everybody!"
"A…A knight?" Guiche de Grammont pondered.
"What's a knight?" the man in blue armor asked, tilting his head, "Is it like a soldier?"
"A soldier?" Kirche repeated as she slowly looked at Louise, "You paid a soldier to be your Familiar?"
"I…I did not!" Louise snapped, blushing.
"Oh! Hey~!" the man's call made them look at him, his helmet looking at Louise, "You have pink hair. I know someone with pink armor! His name is Donut and he is my friend. …And my enemy. And he is fun to be friends with. But he talks too much about pretty thingies and thingies girls like. …He is my enemy."
"Is…Is he okay?" Guiche whispered, earning a shrug from Montmorency.
"Brain damage," everyone looked over at Tabitha before the man gasped.
"It's a big dragon!" the man exclaimed, "She is very pretty!" he looked at Tabitha since she was closest to the dragon, "Is the pretty dragon yours?"
"Sylphid."
"Oh? She is your friend? That is good," the man nodded before waving to the dragon, "Hi, dragon! You are a pretty dragon!"
"Kyuuun~" the dragon seemed to blush while her tail wagged.
Colbert cleared his throat, "N-Now, Louise, please finish the Contract with this man."
"Wh-What?!" Louise gasped.
"Contract? But, mister, I am not a macaroni," the man pointed out.
"…A what?" Colbert blinked twice.
"Mercenary."
"Oh! Thanks, nice lady!" the man informed before saying to Colbert, "I like her. She's a nice lady. All the other ladies I know are mean. The place I came from is full of mean ladies!"
"Aw~" Kirche cooed a little, feeling sorry for the man, "Poor boy."
"Thank you!" the man thanked.
"I…I'm not sure what to say," the head nurse informed before slowly exhaling a few times, "His brain is…hurt. And we can't heal it."
"Brain damage?" Colbert asked.
"Yes," the nurse informed before looking at Louise, "You'll need to be gentle with him, Ms. Valliere. He's more of a child than anything."
"Wh…Who would have a person with brain damage in a military?!" Colbert demanded in anger.
"The Blues," Caboose replied.
"Stupid Familiar…" Louise muttered.
"You're a mean lady!" Caboose snapped, "Why do I meet only mean ladies?!"
Louise facepalmed, 'Good Brimir, he's like a little kid!'
"Ms. Valliere!" the head nurse gasped.
"…" Louise sighed, "Caboose."
"Hm? Oh! I am Caboose!" Caboose beamed, "And everyone is looking at me again. Hi, everybody!"
"…Right…" Louise sweardropped, "Listen, Caboose? I want you to go with Professor Colbert for a little bit, okay?"
"Huh? Why do I have to go with him?" Caboose asked.
"He wants you to help him with something real quick, okay?" Louise asked.
"…Will I get milk and cookies for doing a good job?" Caboose asked, looking at Louise and Colbert.
"…" Colbert looked at Louise.
"Only if you do a good job and be on your best behavior and listen to him," Louise replied.
"Yay!" Caboose cheered, "I am getting milk and cookies later!"
"Um…R-right this way, Caboose," Colbert informed, "But…Do you have a full name?"
"Uh-huh. My name is Michael J. Caboose and I love everyone."
"Oh, you are so adorable," the head nurse giggled as she patted Caboose's head before the man put his helmet back on, "Be good for the professor."
"Okay, nice lady," Caboose nodded, "Bye-bye, mean but nice lady."
Once they were gone, Louise groaned, "Brain damaged…He's brain damaged."
"And Autistic," the head nurse added.
"Yeah," Louise sighed before her head processed it, "Wait, what?"
"This armor is amazing!" Colbert awed as he looked over Caboose's armor, "Michael, where did you get this armor?"
"You can call me 'Caboose,' since everyone calls me it," Caboose informed, wearing just his heart-themed blue boxers and blue sleeveless shirt, "And I got my armor when I enlisted. It turns food remains, pee-pee, and doodies into power so we can wear it all the time."
"…An…An alternate energy source?" Colbert whispered as he looked at the armor and then at Caboose and repeated for a few more minutes, "Do you know how it works?"
"No," Caboose replied, "Sorry."
"Dammit," Colbert muttered, "Can you get more?"
"Hm? Oh! Yeah!" Caboose nodded before putting his helmet back on, "Hey! Hey! Hey! This is Caboose. Anyone there?"
"…What are you doing?" Colbert asked.
=Hey, Caboose! Where are you, man?= a voice came from the helmet.
"Sweet Brimir!" Colbert jumped back in shock at the voice.
"Oh! Hi, Vic with no 'k,'" Caboose greeted, "I am at a castle and there's a lot of nice ladies here. I didn't like the last place I was at; those ladies were mean. That place was full of mean ladies!"
=Well, our surveillance equipment showed us that you ended up walking into a portal of some sorts= Vic informed =And you seem to be…holy shit. You are so out far there that there's nothing at all on the maps. Hold on, it'll take a few week, but I'll send your team from Blood Gulch and supplies for a base there=
"Okay!" Caboose replied, "And, uh…Can I get more armor? A nice man wants to join the Blue army."
=Oh? You're recruiting? Nice job, man! Good for you! Okay, I'll get right on it. Just stay there=
"Okay," Caboose agreed before Vic hung up and he looked at Colbert, "I did a good job."
"What was that?" Colbert asked.
"Uh…That was, uh…um…oh yeah! That was a radio communication!" Caboose beamed before a moment's pause went off, "…" he looked back at Colbert, "Can I put my armor back on? I'm naked and hungry."
"Y-You may…" Colbert sighed.
"Yay! Now I get cookies and milk! I love cookies and milk!" Caboose cheered.
'He's a child in a man's body…and he was sent to fight a war?' Colbert thought while he glanced at Caboose's hand, where runes had been inscribed into it, 'And when Louise finished her contract with him…What do those runes mean?'
"You'll be sleeping in the same room as me," Louise informed.
"Okay," Caboose nodded as they entered her room, "Oh, this is bigger than my room back at the base. And look." He pointed at the hay pile, "I got a bed now! All I got back at the base was a metal sheet with a pillow and blanket on it. …I had back problems a lot with it." He looked over at Louise, "You are the bestest ever! Except for Church. He is my bestest friend in the whole wide universe."
"Y-You don't care that you're sleeping on hay like a dog?" Louise asked, blushing a bit at the compliment (despite its bad grammar).
"Yes! I lived on a farm and I loved my hay bed," Caboose informed, "You must have learned about me somehow and knew I love sleeping on hay more than anything else! You are the bestest in the world!"
Louise giggled a bit while blushing heavily. She was actually getting her first compliments in years. Even if he was a bumbling autistic idiot with brain damage, he was still happy with being here.
"I cannot wait to go tell everyone I met the nicest people here when I go back to home."
Her eyes widened as the pupils turned into dots. Caboose wasn't paying attention at all as he took off his armor and put it against the wall before jumping onto the pile of hay with a blanket and pillow on it.
"U-Uh, Caboose? Y-You do know that being my F-Familiar means that…" Louise began before Caboose gasped.
"I almost forgot!" Caboose exclaimed before reaching into his armor and pulling out some tape and a paper before putting it on the wall, "There. Now I am content. Good night, Louise! I can't wait to see more of this fun place tomorrow!"
Louise stared at him, not sure if she should tell him or not. Slowly, she looked at what he had put up. Written messily in some blue ink of sorts was a poorly-made list. 'Cabose's Importent Lists of Stuf: 1. Tuker is stupid; 2. Sandwitches!; 3. Comand Hotline: 7AQR49M-2; 5. Mommy; P.S. Aswemness!; 7. Dancing time.' …She really needed to read any books on healing brain damage. The soft snores of Caboose led her to yawn softly before putting her night-clothes on and slipped into her bed.
"Why?!" Church groaned as he paced around the bay of their spaceship, "The day we're heading home, and Caboose goes off into a portal to who-knows-where! Ugh! I am the worst babysitter ever!"
"That and we're going to be killed by his mom once she learns he's missing," Carolina added, her helmet off as she drank a bottle of beer.
"Aw fuck you, Carolina!" Church scowled behind his helmet.
"Bow-chicka-wow-wow!"
"Shut up, Tucker! We're blaming you for this!" Church informed.
"What?! Dude, not cool," Tucker frowned.
"Hold on," Washington held a hand up, "We're getting an incoming transmission from Vic."
"What now?" Church groaned.
"He's saying that we're being relocated to the farthest point of the galaxy. It'll take a few weeks to get there," Washington informed.
"What?! Oh, fuck no! We need to…"
"Caboose is already there," Wash informed, interrupting Church.
"…So when's our ride going to show up?" Church asked.
Carolina facepalmed.
"Louise! Louise! Wakey-wakey!" were the first words Louise heard as she began to wake up.
"Ugh…" Louise moaned as she began to awake, "Wh-What is it…?" she rubbed her eyes a little before looking to her left to see Caboose in his armor once more.
"Hi."
"Gyah!" Louise freaked as she fell off her bed.
"…Oopsie," Caboose sweatdropped, "…Tucker did it."
In a rush, all of her memories of the other day returned. Sighing in defeat, she slowly got up and got dressed (after distracting Caboose with a light on the window). Minutes later, the two were walking down to the dining hall. And yet, Louise was not happy. Why?
"Are we there yet?"
That's why. Since they had left the room, Caboose hadn't stopped asking that single question.
"Are we there yet?"
"No."
"Are we there yet?"
"No."
"Are we there yet?"
"No."
"I'm hungry."
"I am as well."
"I have to go to the bathroom."
"You went before we left the room!" Louise groaned.
"I still have to go."
"Ugh…" Louise facepalmed, really wanting to cry.
Why her? Why of everyone in the whole world did she have to deal with such a Familiar? Brain damaged and autistic! A failure…just like her.
"Louise, why are you crying?" Louise looked up at her Familiar, the man in blue armor keeling down and gently wiping some of her tears, "You should be happy."
"I…I am happy, stupid Familiar."
"What's a Familiar? Is it a Mommy, Daddy, and lots of kiddies?"
"That's a family," Louise sighed, smiling a little.
For some reason, Caboose just seemed to make her fell a bit happy than before with just one little comment. Eventually, they made it to the dining hall.
"Oh wow~! This place is huge!" Caboose exclaimed in awe, "And everyone eats here?"
"Not the Familiars," Louise replied, "But I was able to get an exception for you with the help of the head nurse."
"…Does that mean the pretty dragon from the other day isn't here?" Caboose asked.
"…Do you want to eat with the other Familiars?" Louise asked.
"…What?"
Louise facepalmed, "The 'pretty dragon' isn't here. But the one who she is the Familiar of is."
"Oh? The nice lady who says small words?" Caboose asked.
"Yes."
"Can we sit with her so I can understand you if you say something too big for me to understand?" Caboose asked.
"…" Louise facepalmed, "I'm going to really regret this, you know. She's friends with my enemy, Zerbst."
"Your enemy? Oh, I have enemies, too. We play card games on Fridays," Caboose informed.
"…Then how are they your enemies?"
"They wear red. Red is the enemy," Caboose replied.
"…I'm starting to you like you more now," Louise smiled, comparing 'Red' to the hair color of Kirche.
"Oh, that was very yummy," Caboose beamed as he walked around the courtyard, "Oh! It's a floating eye on wings!"
"That's a Bugbear," Louise informed, "Don't you have creatures like this where you're from?"
"Um…" Caboose put a finger to his helmet and tilted his head, "No. We had these funny aliens that thought Church was a god. But then they died."
"…Not even gonna comment on that," Louise facepalmed.
"Why is everyone outside? Are they standing guard?" Caboose asked as he looked around, "But where is the flag?"
"…Flag?" Louise repeated before shaking her head, "No, no, no. Today, all the Second Year students are bonding with their Familiars."
"Oh," Caboose nodded.
"But, I'd be more than happy to let you do what you'd like to do. I need to talk to the head nurse," Louise informed.
"Okay," Caboose nodded before Louise walked off.
"And don't get in trouble! Whatever you get in trouble for, I'll get in trouble for!" Louise warned.
"Okay!" Caboose waved before walking off, "She's a nice girl. Sad she won't be a nice lady. There's no such thing as nice ladies."
He walked off, looking around. He didn't see the nice girl with the pretty dragon. She must be sleeping. Eventually, he ended up bumping into a young teen in a maid's outfit with shoulder-length, black hair.
"Oh! My apologies!" she apologized.
"Sorry. My fault," Caboose apologized, "I'm Caboose."
"Caboose?" the girl repeated, "Why, you're the Familiar that Ms. Valliere summoned yesterday, yes?"
"Um…I think so," Caboose nodded, "Who are you?"
"Siesta," the girl replied before looking over him, "Why…you have the same armor that my family has back home, but a bit sleeker and a richer shade of blue."
"Really?" Caboose tilted his head.
"Yes," Siesta nodded.
"Are you serving pie?" Caboose asked.
"Yes," Siesta nodded.
"It isn't Hair Pie, is it?" Caboose asked, "Because I once thought my grandmother made the world's most famous hair pies."
"Hare…pie?" Siesta repeated.
"My grandmother once said that her hair pie was a huge hit with the soldiers," Caboose informed, "When she was in college…"
"What's college?" Siesta asked.
"…I am not sure. My mommy said that I wasn't allowed to go because I got drafted," Caboose informed, "But my grandma was in college, and she would give it to all the soldiers returning from war and they loved it! It made her the most popular girl in town!"
"Well, I do think there are some hares that we can get to make it," Siesta informed, "Is there a recipe?"
"Uh…No, no," Caboose replied, "Sarge, the leader of the Reds, told me what she really meant by 'hair pie.'"
He leaned over and began to whisper it into her ear. Siesta nodded slowly in the beginning. Moments passed before she went bright red.
Siesta gasped, "Grandmother, no!"
"Don't even get me started on the 'Gobble-gobble,'" Caboose added.
It took around five minutes for Siesta to recover before she said to Caboose, "W-Well, it isn't p-pie…" she turned green for a few seconds, "I…It's cake."
"What kind of cake? I hope not the blue hard ones that were in the bathroom toilets back home. Church told me to not eat them and I did once and Doc had to make me sleepy and then I had to stay in bed for a week and Church told me I was a bad boy."
"I…I don't even know what to say about that," Siesta sweatdropped.
"Do you need help?" Caboose asked.
"Um…Y-Yes," Siesta nodded, "C-Can you hold the tray so I can serve the slices to the students?"
"I can do that," Caboose nodded.
With that, the two were off. Siesta had to admit that Caboose was really handy. Normally, she had two carry a tray of slices of cake all the time. But with Caboose and his amazing strength, the entire cake could be taken around in one hand and the plates in the other. She wasn't sure if it was the armor of if it was her natural strength.
"Excuse me, but how are you so strong?" Siesta asked.
"Everyone I know says that it's a trade for something," Caboose noted, "No idea, though."
"I see…" Siesta noted.
The two soon served cake to a group of male students, one of which being Guiche. In an elegant wave of his arm, a small vial fell out of his sleeve and near Caboose's foot. Caboose looked down and quickly used his foot to send it into the air before tossing the cake into the air. He then caught the vial first.
"You dropped this," Caboose informed as he held the vial out.
"Why thank you," Guiche nodded as he took the vial, not even looking at what he was given, while Caboose caught the cake.
"Caboose-san!" Siesta called.
"I am Caboose!" Caboose called before following over to where Siesta was, "Is everything okay?"
"Yes. I just needed to cake, please," Siesta informed.
"Okay!" Caboose nodded.
"Now stay still while I cut a few slices out."
"Okay…" Caboose nodded before gaping, "Oh! It's the nice girl with the pretty dragon!"
"Hello," Tabitha nodded.
"Oh? The soldier's still in uniform?" Kirche pondered, "I'm interested in what you look like under that armor if you're determined to hide yourself."
"Teacher Colbert knows what I look like since he had to look at my armor," Caboose informed, "It was drafty in just my boxers."
"…Boxers?" Kirche raised a brow.
"Tucker told me that only real men wear boxers and not briefs," Caboose informed before hearing someone getting slapped twice.
"Oh? It seems that Guiche has been found out, hm?" Kirche pondered as she looked to the side of Caboose to see two girls stomping away from Guiche, who was now on the ground and sporting two swelled cheeks.
"…" Caboose put the cake on the table before running over and helped Guiche up, "Are you okay?"
"You!" Guiche growled.
"I am Caboose," Caboose informed.
"You are the one who put that vial in my hands!" Guiche growled, "I challenge you to a duel."
"…What?" Caboose pondered as everyone else gasped.
"A…A duel," Guiche repeated.
"But I do not have my cards. My mommy wouldn't let me take them with me to the war," Caboose informed, "…" he looked over at Siesta, who was trembling in fear for Caboose, "Do you have cards?"
"…Are you being serious about this?" Guiche asked, feeling the headache forming.
"Well, how else do you play Pokémon?" Caboose asked.
"…What?" Guiche asked, "N…Never mind. Look, just meet me in Vestri Court in one hour. There, I shall uphold the honor of the two women you have insulted."
"But they didn't hit me. They hit you."
"…Just be there," Guiche groaned before he walked off, pinching the bridge of his nose in his headache.
"Okay!" Caboose waved before looking around, "Um…What's a Vestige Cult?"
"Brain damage," Tabitha, being the only one who didn't facefault at his question, reminded everyone.
"Brain damage?!" Siesta gasped, "But…But Caboose shouldn't fight with that condition!"
"Oh, I've fought a lot," Caboose informed.
"No cure?!" Louise exclaimed.
"Indeed. From what he's told me yesterday. He apparently had been forced to share his body with more than one mind at times, had a gallon of blood lost in just a few minutes, suffered oxygen deprivation, and a few other cases that, when combined, made the young man the way he is now," the head nurse informed, "The brain is the trickiest piece of the body. One that we're not comfortable with experimenting on."
"So…there's no cure…" Louise frowned.
"You seem quite concerned for him, don't you?"
"O…Of course I am! Who puts someone with brain damage into an army?!" Louise demanded.
"From what he said, this all happened in the army."
"…What kind of army was he in that approved that?!" Louise shouted in anger before a knock came from the door and Tabitha walked in.
"Is everything okay?" the nurse asked.
"Caboose."
"What did he do?" Louise groaned.
"Guiche."
"He did something to Guiche?! Ah great…" Louise facepalmed.
"Vestri Court."
"What?!" Louise freaked before running out, "Caboose!"
"I commend you for not running away," Guiche informed flamboyantly.
"I was supposed to run away?" Caboose asked.
"…" Guiche felt the headache form once more, "Let us go on, then…"
"Caboose!" Louise shouted as she ran up with Tabitha walking over to where Kirche was, petting a dog-sized red salamander with a flaming tail tip, "Caboose, what did you do?"
"I don't know. He asked to do a duel, but I don't see any cards on him," Caboose pointed out.
"…What?" Louise asked.
"Duel," Tabitha informed.
"…Dang it, Guiche! He has brain damage!" Louise shouted, "He doesn't know better!"
"He has still shamed two fair maidens and I cannot let that go unpunished," Guiche informed.
"But they slapped you," Caboose pointed out.
"…" Louise facepalmed.
"My Runic name is 'The Bronze,'" Guiche informed before pulling out a rose, "Let me show you."
With that, he tapped the stem of the rose and a petal fell off, landing a few meters away. The rose glowed before a bronze armor resembling a Valkyrie formed from the ground and rose. Caboose tilted his head.
"I have never seen armor like that before. Where did it come from?" Caboose asked.
"This is my special talent; the Valkyrie," Guiche smirked, "Now, let's see how you fare against her!"
"Oh…! It's a fight!" Caboose realized, "…" he turned to Louise, "Um…Am I supposed to do something now or is it Running Time?"
"What?" Louise raised a brow.
"Mad," Tabitha informed.
"Mad?" Caboose looked over at Tabitha, "Oh, I know how to get mad! This meanie O'Malley was in my head for a bit and he was a meanie!"
"…"
"Yeah. He was a big meanie and took over a lot of my friends and enemies that are also my friends and…yeah…It's a big, long story. It's twenty hours long and I'm only interested in telling it in five minute intervals," Caboose informed, "But, he did teach me to be mean." He began to grunt as he began to think, "I, just, have, to, concentrate, on, bad, things. Like…Red, Bull."
"?"
"I just need to get angry, and say, mean, things! Like…uh…Sarge's brain is a mountain of hatred!" Caboose grunted.
"I never thought I'd feel this again, but I feel that I actually miss you once more, Grif," A soldier in a red version of Caboose's armor and a different helmet informed another soldier in orange.
"Now, I, am, thinking, about…Kittens! Guh, kit-tens, covered, in, spikes. That makes, me, angry!" Caboose grunted before giving a loud, angry roar.
"What?" Guiche raised a brow as Caboose stopped roaring and turned to look at him.
"Caboose?" Louise pondered as the blue soldier pulled out a strange, black, metal device, 'What is that?'
"What is that?" Colbert pondered, watching nearby with the headmaster of the school, Osmond.
"It looks like a small version of the Staff of Destruction," Osmond noted under his breath, stroking his beard in interest.
"My name is Michael J. Caboose," Caboose informed in a deep, intimidating voice, not noticing a glow on the back of his left hand, "And I hate BRONZE!"
With that, he cocked the black item in his hand before pressing a black bit on it. The rapid sounds of something like thunder came from the gun as the Valkyrie was filled with holes before collapsing into a pile. Guiche screamed before swinging his rose, releasing five more petals that formed more Valkyries. They charged at Caboose before the soldier charged at them, roaring in his deep voice. His gun vanishing to wherever he pulled it out, Caboose grabbed the face of one of the bronze warriors before kicking it a few times in the gut armor before throwing it into another one. He tackled another over before ripping its helmet off and proceeded to beat it up with its own 'head.' The remaining ones began to slowly back away before Caboose whipped out his strange, metal weapon once more and pelted them with more holes, leaving only one.
"I will eat your unhappiness," Caboose declared, "Your toast has been burned, and no amount of scraping will remove the black arts."
Switching for a long, large knife, Caboose approached the armor slowly and threatening. A small puddle of bronze liquid formed below its feet before it tore its own helmet off and beat itself to pieces with it. Pocketing the knife with a snort of annoyance, Caboose slowly approached Guiche and reeled back one leg. All the men there winced in agony as Guiche sang soprano for a good five minutes. He collapsed, passed out, holding his swollen nuts. Caboose slowly approached Louise and Siesta, both shaking a bit at what they saw what he had done.
"I blacked out," Caboose informed in his normal voice, bringing a finger up to his mouth area while tilting his head, "I had the strangest dream. I was in a boxing match with a koala and the koala was Church and he wanted to hug me. And then there was a very mean kitten. And now my throat hurts, a lot."
"A…Are you okay, Mr. Caboose?" Siesta asked.
"Huh? Where's daddy?" Caboose asked as he looked around before running off in a random direction, "Daddy? Daddy! Hello~! It is me, Caboose! You are not dead still?"
"…Please tell everyone that works here to not call him 'Mr. Caboose,' please," Louise sweatdropped, "…Please?"
"Yes, Ms. Valliere," Siesta nodded.
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