And here we go!

The alliance is officially split between the two teams are about to receive their welcomes. How will it go?

Well their Reds and Blues so...only so many ways XD

Hope you all enjoy!

The sun blazed over the hot canyon of Blood Gulch as the new residents of the canyon made their way to the places and teams they would be staying at for the foreseeable future. For Adora, Glimmer, Bow and Entrapta that was red team at the opposite side of the canyon. On this side of the canyon was Blue team which now add the additions of Mermista, Frosta, and Perfuma.

Currently the three were standing at the top of the base with Church in front of them with Tucker close by. Since they were now apart of the blue team, the three princesses had to be given the proper orientation now they were with the team. Only problem being…Church didn't really know how to give a proper orientation. The three princess just looked around awkwardly as Church just stood there looking at them. "Soooo…" Perfuma began as she brought her hands together and tapped her toes a little. "Do you have something to say to us or-"

"Hey would you just shut up, you'll speak when you're spoken to rookie." Church quickly snapped at Perfuma making her glare and lightly growl at Church, but ultimately she decided to stay quiet. There was another awkward silence until Church turned slightly to Tucker, "Psst, hey Tucker!"

"What?" Tucker whispered back, making sure to keep one eye on Mermista and Perfuma as he looked at Church.

"How the fuck do I give an orientation?" Church asked, showing the pervert he really didn't know what he was doing at the moment with all this. He just knew he was supposed to give orientation to the girls since they were completely new, whilst he, Tucker, and most likely Caboose got their orientation before getting shipped out to the canyon, to this canyon and war.

"How should I know dude?" Tucker replied sarcastically, knowing he rather give the older gals a different kind of orientation. "You think I was paying attention to that shit? No one did."

"They do know we can still hear them right?" Frosta whispered to her fellow princesses.

"Don't know, don't care." Mermista let out in an uninterested tone as she simply twirled her hair with a finger to pass the time.

"Why just start out with the rules or some shit?" Tucker suggested with a shrug, not really caring about this ordeal or thinking it was necessary. "Get the ball rolling or something,"

"Ok guess that's a way to start," Thinking that was better then nothing, Church cleared his throat and looked to the three magic users again. "Ok, welcome to the Blue team. First off lets start with the rules. Rule one, I'm the leader and when I tell you to do something, you do it and don't give me bullshit. Rule number 2, don't kill the leader, once again that's me."

"…" The princesses were silent as they expected Church to go on.

"…" But Church didn't go on and was just silent.

"…Wait, is that it?" Perfuma asked with a confused look. While her kingdom wasn't the more fancy ones like say Glimmer, even she had her own fair share of rules and regulations. It seems weird to only have two rules for an army, or rather a faction of an army.

"Yep, that's it," Church nodded, confirming those were indeed the only two rules much to Perfuma and Mermista's surprise. Frosta however…

"Woohoo!" Frosta cheered as she rose up her arms. The less rules the better.

"Seems like kinda obvious rules…" Mermista sarcastically commented, knowing full well that doing what the leader says and not trying to kill them would literally be the most obvious rules in the world. Last she checked soldiers don't go around killing their leaders all the time.

"Trust me…you'd be surprised." They could practically feel the annoyance and venom in Church's voice as he said that. Clearly the voice of someone who has just had it with everything in life.

"We give him bullshit ALL the time," Tucker laughed as Church turned to him and, presumedly, glared at him through the visor of his helmet. "It's pretty much our main source of entertainment here, we'd go insane without it…then again we might have already gone insane…"

"Yeah, I saw that rock with your name on it," Mermista glared at Tucker as she crossed her arms, Perfuma blushing in embarrassment and looking away and Frosta just looking confused. Meanwhile Tucker just looked down in shame as Church chuckled at his expense. "Sicko…"

"…It gets lonely out here ok…" Tucker muttered out as he turned his back to everyone. "Hey wait what's Caboose doing?" Church turned around and saw what Tucker was seeing, specifically Caboose looking over a destroyed tank and, if Tucker and Church's ears weren't lying to them, softly and pathetically crying. "…Does this count as necrophilia or something?"

"Yeah, I don't think I wanna get into that….hmmmm," While Church's first instinct was to smack Tucker upside the head for that little comment, the blue leader started to get an idea in his head. They still needed someone to fix their tank, or as they called it Sheila, but the only person that could do that was a freelancer named Tex, Church's ex-girlfriend, and she was…well…dead. But with some new out of world recruits could potentially help with that. "Hey, any chance you three know how to fix a tank?"

"Let me think…" Mermista briefly hummed a bit and moved her eyes around before looking back to Church. "No."

"Sorry, plants are more my thing," Perfuma sheepishly answered as she created a flower in her palm.

"The only one of us that are good with machines was Entrapta." Frosta told the leader of blue team who simply sighed, all of his hopes for a fixed tank to attack the reds with being dashed away. "And she's with the red guys."

"Just fucking great…" Church groaned out as he looked to the ground and shook his head. "Look just…alright orientation over. Go to the basement, we got some spare armor for you guys there, they're all specially made so one size fits all, even you pipsqueak." Frosta puffed her cheeks out and stomped her foot in reaction to Church's words. "We don't have any spare helmets, we'll have to order you some. Now go, you're all already giving me a headache."

"Sheesh, someone woke up at the wrong side of bed," Mermista muttered as she and her other two princesses head down into the base.

After that Church and Tucker were simply alone on the roof, completely silent for a moment. But then Tucker rose his head and looked over Church as something came to his perverted head. "Hey wait a second, Church your in the Red teams old droid right?" Tucker asked as Church turned to him. "I think I have an idea."

RED BASE

Over on the other side of the canyon, we see the red team as well as its new members Adora, Glimmer, Bow, and Entrapta over at their base. Currently Sarge was standing in front of and examining his now fixed jeep with Entrapta and Simmons standing close by while Donut, Adora, Bow, and Glimmer were standing off to the side. Meanwhile Grif was put in charge of watching over the new hostage they acquired in Doc, the two having a conversation of their own. "So he was shot in the head..." Doc asked as Grif told him, the medical professional, about the time he saved Sarge from a bullet wound to the head.

"Right." Grif nodded.

"...and you gave him CPR for a bullet wound in the head?" Doc had to make sure everything Grif was telling him was true.

"Exactly," Grif nodded yet again.

After a supposedly awkward moment of silence, "Yeah," Doc surprisingly agreed with Grif's method of treating the injury. "I think that's a perfectly acceptable treatment."

"That's what I said." Grif smugly said, feeling pride that Sarge was wrong and that he was right.

"Oh yeah, people often overlook alternative methods of care." Doc explained to the orange member of red team. Sometimes the simplest and weirdest solution is the best solution. "Like that Blue guy that was shot in the foot during the battle. All I did was rub his neck with some aloe vera, he was fine."

"Yeah, I don't know about all that," Grif didn't really care about learning about all of this stuff. He just wanted to know for sure that Sarge was wrong, Grif would jump at any chance for those kind of moments…ya know, as long as it didn't take much effort. "I'm just glad that Sarge is wrong."

"Grif!" Sarged snapped as he briefly looked away from the warthog. "Yer supposed to be watching the prisoner, not playing lookie-loo with him all day long!"

"Come on Sarge, he doesn't even have a gun." Grif pointed out, not seeing the big deal in having a conversation in someone who probably wouldn't try anything. Heck, Doc didn't exactly look like a fighter.

"Oh, well you two would be great friends then." Simmons told Grif in a ticked off toned. "He doesn't have a gun, and you didn't bring any ammo!"

"Hey thanks, kiss-ass. If I wanna take guarding tips from the guy that lost our last prisoner, I'll be sure to ask you." Grif pointed out that Simmons was the last one to talk about how to hold a hostage. When the reds captured Tex the freelancer was able to easily knock out Simmons and escape. Although Grif couldn't help but wonder why Sarge wasn't helping Simmons at the time. The next time he saw Sarge after that was when the leader was shot in the head.

"Oh man, that is a burn." Donut yelled out as the Etherian's, minus Entrapta, rose their brows at the whole encounter. "Dude, you just got burned. Burned, dude, burned."

"Oh shut up your armors pink," Simmons brought out a classic shot they used against Donut in retaliation.

"Um, does this happen often?" Glimmer asked, not really feeling that Red team was much of…well…a team with the way they were acting between one another.

"Oh yeah, we jab at each other all the time," Donut said in a positive attitude. Not really finding anything wrong with this. Granted he didn't like his armor being called pink when it was clearly a lightish-red but it's nothing his diary won't help him overcome. "But don't worry it's all in good fun!"

"Did the Horde ever do anything like this?" Bow whispered to Adora, not feeling very comfortable right now. But maybe Adora would know if the Horde did anything like what Red team was doing right now.

"Um…sort of." There was some moments in the Horde where people took jabs and shots at each other…but it was mostly aimed at Kyle. "But nothing like this…"

"Uh, hey, guys? I-I just want everybody to know that Grif and I aren't, uh, technically friends." Doc spoke up to everyone as Grif looked at him as he said that. "Uh, we're just talking. That's it." Doc then turned to Grif who was just starring at him silently. "Sorry, man, but it's pretty obvious that you're really unpopular, and if I'm gonna make any progress around here at all I can't really be directly associated with you. I'm sure you understand."

"…"

"It's only because no one likes you." Doc clarified.

"…"

"…Stop staring at me."

Meanwhile team She-Ra just looked at Doc with stunned faces that quickly turned to glares. "Dude…" Adora let out as she shook her head.

"What?" Doc asked in a naive tone.

Meanwhile Sarge went back to looking over the warthog and couldn't believe what he saw. "Wow, I don't believe it…" The red leader let out in amazement as the warthog sparkled. "It's like brand new! Even has that new jeep smell! You even got rid of that stupid anti-drug bumper sticker Donut put on it!"

"Aw man…" Donut let out in disappointment.

"Well I wanted to restore it to what I thought was its original state." Entrapta explained the fruits of her labor to Sarge, happy that the leader of the new team she was apart of liked her work. "Thought it kind contrasted with the main theme of the vehicle, I mean I've never seen a machine like this! All terrain wheels, heavy armored platting, and that weapon! It could take down a whole force by itself!"

"Heheh, well what can I say, I like the finer things in life." Sarge chuckled as he patted the front of the jeep, already glad that he picked Entrapta to add to their team. "Alright, I might have some things for you to fix up later, but now we gotta get to the important stuff! Orientation! Line up next to your little buddies and lets get this show on the road!" Sarge then looked to team She-Ra and snapped at them. "Didn't y'all hear me! Double time! Move! Move! Move! This ain't no tea party ladies we got no time to sitting around twiddling our pinkies!"

The Etherians were quick to respond to Sarge words, feeling frightened by his tone, especially when he pulled out his shot gun. "Hpmh, took you pansies long enough. Any slower and you'll be Grif levels of lazy! And I refuse to have more then one Grif on this team!" Adora wasn't so happy about being called lazy, especially since she thought she was anything but that, but kept quiet. "Now then, from this point on you have honor of being apart of the glorious red army! We have but one goal men, to destroy all the filthy blues that plague this universe! Starting with the ones in this very canyon!" Glimmer then raised her hand. "Yes, what is it?"

"Are we gonna get cool armor like yours?" Glimmer asked as she couldn't help but admit, the armor these guys had was pretty sweet and looked better then even the armor the Horde had. She then brought out the pistol she took earlier. "Also, do you want this pistol back?"

"Well to answer your first question little missy, you are going to get some Spartan Armor, it's regulation. Just gotta order you some from command, Pink Panther over there took our last spar." Sarge gestured to Donut who lowered his head at the name calling. "As for the pistol…you seem pretty good with it. Why dontcha keep it."

"O-Oh, wow thanks," Glimmer smiled a bit as she put what was now her pistol away, feeling happy that the weapon was now her's to keep. "Uh, sir."

Sarge chuckled a bit at Glimmer before going back to his stern persona as he looked at everyone else. "Now then, any of you have experience in weapons or combat?" Sarge asked the rest of the Etherians.

"I'm more into building weapons then using them," Entrapta pointed out.

"I happen to be expertly trained in hand to hand combat at sword play." Adora said pridefully as she put a hand to her chest. She always enjoyed talking about her skills and such and it's been awhile since she's been able to do that. While she was now aware of how evil they were, part of her was still prideful of her position she used to have while apart of it. "I was at the top of my combat class."

"And I'm extremely skillful with a bow and arrow sir." Bow told Sarge as he saluted to the leader of red team, figuring this was the proper stance to show respect. "I even made some trick arrows for mine."

"Oh really now, good for you two, but just one itsy bitsy thing." Bow and Adora rose brows before wincing as Sarge shouted right into their face. "THIS AIN'T NO MEDIEVAL RENAISSANCE FAIR! THIS IS A WAR! WE USE REAL WEAPONS HERE! GUNS! BULLETS! THINGS THAT CAN KILL A MAN!"

"Uh-Uh-Uh…" Bow stuttered, to nervous to make out words.

"Well it appears I'm gonna have to show you little sissies how to fight like a real man," Sarge then turned to Simmons as Adora and Bow gained looks of disbelief at how Sarge reacted their skills. Adora in particular as she knew for a fact she was an expert fighter. Meanwhile, Glimmer couldn't hide the smug smirk on her face as she knew that Sarge actually thought she had some skills. "Simmons! Get the guns and targets! We got a long day ahead of us."

"Right away sir!" Simmons then headed into the base and follow Sarge's orders.

BLUE BASE

"Since you're in the blue teams old droid, maybe you can fix the tank?" Tucker suggested as he remembered that Church, who was now a ghost due to Caboose killing him with the tank, was possessing the red teams Mexican robot Lopez. And Tucker remember that Lopez was responsible for fixing up all of Red teams broken stuff. "You can activate your repair sequence or something and fix Sheila."

Church hummed as he thought about it…and had to admit, it was a decent idea. "Huh... Well, yeah it's worth a shot, I guess. Alright, stand back." Tucker took a few steps back as Church started grunting and twitching his body around to try and activate some sort of fixing protocol. "Huhrur...! Heeungh...! Hoom...!"

"Anything?" Tucker asked as he watched the whole thing.

"Yeeeeah, it's not as easy as you'd think it would be." Church said as he really had no idea what he was doing.

"Maybe there's a button on you somewhere..." Tucker said as he stepped up to Church again and looked over his body for any sort of button or switch that could maybe activate something.

"See what you can find. I'll keep trying from in here." And so Church and Tucker got to work. Tucker was looking around for anything on the outside of Church while the blue leader was checking around on the inside, continuing to grunt as he did so. "Huroor...! Oh! Hey!"

"Found it?" Tucker as he thankfully stopped before checking Church's…special area.

"Nah, no wait. All I found was the time and temperature function." Church sighed out as he found probably the most useless function on his metal body. "It is currently twenty-six degrees, by the way."

"What? It's not twenty-six degrees out here, that's freezing." Tucker pointed out, if it was that cold the canyon would be covered in white powder.

"Celsius, Tucker." Church told the pervert in an annoyed tone.

"Come on dude Celsius sucks." Tucker complained before he dared to look at Church's private area. Unfortunately, this is where he finally found something. "Hey, I found something."

"Oh yeah? You found a button?" Church asked as he tried to look down and see what Tucker found. Unfortunately this body wasn't the most flexible in the world so he couldn't see that far down.

"Naw dude, it's more like a…switch," Tucker explained in an uncomfortable tone as he starred at it. Of course, it just had to be a switch in that area

"Well, give it a flip," Church told Tucker, wondering why he didn't already flip it.

"I don't wanna flip it." There was no way Tucker was flipping that switch. He didn't swig that way! Although…maybe that pink guy on the red team…

"What's the problem?" Church asked with an increasingly annoyed tone.

"It's in a weird place." Tucker started to back away a tiny bit.

"Oh you've gotta be kidding me…" This was a robotic body, it's not like Tucker was actually touching Church's dick.

"You flip it." Tucker didn't care if it was robotic or not, he was not touching Church's weewee.

"These arms aren't that flexible." Church demonstrated this by showing Tucker the limited mobility of his arms. These robotic joints weren't the best things to move around with…seems like a weird design flaw to leave in. "I can't even reach down there."

"What about Caboose?" Tucker asked in a desperate attempt to back outta this. "Or the girls?"

"Ok first off all, Caboose, man he's so stupid, I don't even know if he knows how to operate a switch." Tucker had to give that to Church. Caboose was easily the stupidest person in the universe…and possibly the most violent given recent interactions. "And no way the girls would agree to do it, and we are especially not letting Frosta do it! Last thing we want them to think is that I'm fucking pedo!"

"Oh man…" Tucker groaned as he lowered his head.

"C'm-Tucker, come on. We'll laugh about it later." Church told Tucker in a more friendly and joking tone, the blue leader couldn't help but find enjoyment in Tucker's misery during this. He had to find fun somewhere in this desolate canyon. "I'll buy you dinner."

Tucker groaned a bit as he just decided to get this over with and moved his hand over to Church's switch and attempt to flip it. Only the switch didn't seem to keen on doing so as it was stuck in place. "It won't move, it's stuck." Tucker informed the team leader.

"Did you try wiggling it?" Church had to resist chuckling. Yeah it might work, but once again there was enjoyment to be had in Tucker's reactions.

"No way!" Tucker instantly declined this. "I'm not wiggling your dongle."

"Oh, stop being a baby. Just wiggle it." Church ordered Tucker, if he had a human face he would be smirking at all this. Tucker lightly growled and, unwilling, tried to flip the switch again while giving it some wiggles. At this point, Church couldn't resist any more. "…So, you from around here, baby?"

Tucker then had it as he let go of the switch and backed away from Church. "Okay look, if you want me to do this, you can't talk like that." He already had to summon more willpower then he thought he had to do this, but adding in Church's teasing was to much.

"Alright, alright, alright, alright, I'm sorry," Church actually legitimately apologized…for once. "I'm just kidding, I'm just kidding."

Tucker sighed and knelt back down in front of Church's switch again. "I wish Tex was here, she wouldn't have any problem flipping it."

"You obviously did not know Tex that well." Church had a lot of memories of Tex when they were dating, and he could safely say that 'flipping his switch' was not one of Tex's favorite things.

"Hey I finished putting the armor on." Just then, one of the newest members of blue team came onto the roof of the base. Sporting ocean-blue armor, Mermista walked up as she moved her arms around a bit as she tried to get used to the armor. It wasn't uncomfortable just felt…new and weird. "Perfuma's helping Frosta get into her's so-WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TWO DOING?!"

"Wait! It's not what it looks like!" Tucker quickly told Mermista as he went after the water princess as she went back into the base with a red and disgusted face. "Come on let us explain!"

"AT LEAST DON'T DO IT IN THE OPEN SICKOS!" Mermista yelled loud enough that it echoed throughout the canyon.

"Yeeeeeeah…" Church awkwardly let out, now by himself. "This just got more complicated…"

ONE EXPLINATION LATER

Mermista let out a sigh as she rubbed her temples. After persuading her a bit, Mermista was willing to listen to Church and Tucker's explanation. And it was certainly a bizarre one. "Ok, let me make sure I got everything…" Mermista began as she tried to process all the information given to her. "You…died. You came back as a ghost and are possessing the body of the red teams old droid which spoke some weird language called Spanish, and you two are figuring out how to activate some repair sequence to fix your tank, and Tucker was flipping a switch in a place a switch really shouldn't be."

"Yep, that about sums everything up," Church nodded as he and Tucker stood in front of Mermista.

"Ya know, the whole being dead thing would have a good thing to handle in orientation." Mermista pointed out with a blank tone and look. One would think that 'I'm a fucking ghost' would be an important thing to point out to a bunch of new people.

"Yeah thinking about it now…probably would have been a good idea," Mermista was right on that end, probably should have told that to the girls during their 'orientation.' "Relax, I'll tell Perfuma and Frosta later. For now, ya gonna help or what?"

"Hey why don't you try Mermista?" Tucker asked as he gestured to Church's switch. "I bet you have a lot of experience flipping a mans switch."

"…" Mermista was silent as she glared at Tucker, he gaze soon moving to Church.

"Hey, you heard the rules earlier," Church pointed out as he gestured his head to Tucker. "I just said don't kill me, I said nothing about him."

"Huh?" Tucker let out…before seeing Mermista's fist rearing back aiming at him. "Oh son of a-"

TWACK!

Tucker was hit in the face with enough force to throw him off the base. "Holy shit!" Church let out as Mermista cracked her knuckles afterwards, feeling good to finally thrash the pervert. "Nice arm."

"Thanks," Mermista said half-heartedly.

"…Sooooo…" Church awkwardly began. With Tucker now out of commission…someone needed to flip his switch. "Ya mind flipping it?"

"…grrrrr…" Mermista growled viciously before taking a deep breath and getting right in Church's face. "You tell anyone…"

"I won't! I won't." Church immediately said he raised hands up. "Just…get it over with." Mermista took a deep breath as she reached down to Church's groin, trying to think to much about it. Her hand eventually found the switch and, with some effort, managed to flip it. "Ok good job…although…not feeling any different."

Beep. Beep. Beep.

"Well…great to know that was all for nothing." Mermista groaned out sarcastically, wishing she could wipe her brain right now.

"Hey…you hear a beeping sound?" Church asked as he suddenly began to hear a very annoying beeping sound.

RED TEAM

"Alright Simmons, pull!" Sarge ordered Simmons as he aimed his shot gun at the air. Currently the leader of red team was giving the new recruits a crash course in shooting stuff with all of them now having a gun. Glimmer had her pistol, Adora and Entrapta had assault rifles, and Bow had a sniper rifle. At Sarge's words, Simmons began to throw the targets, which were glass plates, into the air. One by one, Sarge shot them all down, except for the last plate which the red leader ended up missing leading it to land on the ground.

"Ya missed one Sarge." Grif pointed out with Doc still next to him.

Sarge then walked up to the plate he missed and aimed his shot gun down at it. "See you in hell dinner plate…" With one last blast of his shot gun, Sarge obliterated the plate at point blank range. "Alright, that's how it done rookies. Now which one of you would like to try and see if they got what it takes?" Adora was quick to raise her hand, to show Sarge he was wrong about her earlier, but the red team leader instead pointed at Glimmer. "Glimmer, get on up here. You obviously have some experience in shooting based on that shot at Grif earlier. Why don't you show your friends how its done,"

"O-Oh, um, ok," Glimmer really didn't have any experience, but she didn't wanna say no to this and disappoint her new team leader. Even if this was literally the most pointless war in the universe, she wanted to make a good impression. Meanwhile Adora lowered her hand as her eye twitched in annoyance. 'Ok Glimmer, you can do this. Just point and shoot, it's easy!' Glimmer then stepped onto the spot where Sarge did his shooting and aimed her pistol in the air. "R-Ready!"

Similar to Sarge, Simmons began throwing the plates into the air. Glimmer quickly clenched her teeth and began shooting.

BANG!

She shot the first plate.

BANG!

She shot the second plate.

BANG!

She shot the third plate.

BANG!

With that final shot, Glimmer shot the forth plate down. "I-I did it!" Glimmer couldn't help but raise her arms in victory and grin a bit. "Woohoo!"

"Well I'll be," Sarge let out in an impressed tone. "That was nice shooting there sparkles!"

'Oh wow, he liked it! Ok Glimmer, calm down. Respond appropriately.' Glimmer then cleared her throat and crossed her arms behind her head. "T-Thank you sir, I am the best!" Glimmer's eyes soon widened as the words escaped her lips. 'What was that?! He probably thinks your some egotistical brat now!'

But to her surprise Sarge simply chuckled at this. "Not yet kid, but under my wing ya will be," Sarge told her as he gave her a pat on the shoulder, Simmons looking their way with a jealous glint in his visor.

'…Just go with it.' Glimmer just smiled and decided to roll with the whole thing.

"Alright Simmons, go get more of these plates from Donuts room, gonna be out here all day," Sarge ordered his second in charge. "Also, are there any ideas on what to do with the prisoner?"

As Simmons spoke, a beeping sound started to come from the warthog. "Well, we have to get him away from Grif, because ...yeah, you know, it's kinda cruel and unusual to have to talk to him." Simmons told Sarge who couldn't help but agree with Simmons. No one deserved to be alone with Grif.

"How 'bout we, um, let him trade armor with uh, one of us?" Donut was quick to suggest, not at all implying that he wanted Doc's armor. "That would show him."

Suddenly the beeping got loud enough to the point where no one could ignore it and they turned to the source. The Warthog. "Warthog online." The vehicle suddenly spoke up, startling everyone. "Homing beacon activated."

"Sarge, d-d-did the car just talk?" Donut let out in a frightened tone, quickly backing away.

"Uh-oh…" Sarge let out as he knew exactly what this was.

Welp, that was eventful XD

Glimmer's a suprisingly good shot and Mermista had to flip Church's switch

And this is just a normal day in the canyon.

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"Drive Me Crazy."