2. Do not talk the greenshirts into doing dumb things for your entertainment.
It was your typical Saturday afternoon at the Pit. So naturally Barbecue was BORED. And when Barbecue got bored, that usually meant pranks. However, he thought better of pranking an individual Joe. After all he was still nursing bruises as a result of the last prank he pulled. Never prank Scarlett with a spider, real or otherwise, ever again, he thought to himself.
Suddenly he got an idea, and went to go find some greenshirts.
"So how's your hand, Scarlett?", Duke asked his girlfriend.
"Much better than it was a month ago, thanks.", she replied, "I still can't believe Shipwreck won that money for not swearing at all! And he could've at least told me that he was wearing a cup before i tried to punch him in the balls!"
"Want me to order him to stop wearing it?", he asked as he gave a flirtatious smile.
"That'd be nice.", she chuckled, "I can see it now: 'Shipwreck, I order you to remove your cup so Scarlett can hit you in the nuts!'", she said in almost a perfect imitation of Duke's growl.
Duke laughed as they were about to head into one of the buildings of the Pit to find a supply closet. Now why did they need to find a supply closet, you ask? Well why do YOU think?!?!?!
Suddenly they heard the sounds of boots on the ground and cadences being called.
"Since when does Beach Head care about marching the greenshirts in formation?" asked Duke.
"It sounds like it's Barbecue marching them.", Scarlett responded.
"Maybe he decided to stop being a goofball.", said Duke.
She was about to say something when she looked past him and her eyes widened, "Uh, Duke? Look."
He followed her line of sight and his jaw hit the ground.
Barbecue was marching the greenshirts with rifles on their shoulders, they were all in a good formation as he called, " Your left,Your left, Your left, right, left." They were the spitting image of military professionalism.
Or at least they would be, if they weren't marching while butt-naked and wearing boots only!
Scarlett burst into laughter as Duke facepalmed.
Duke informed Beach Head about what Barbecue had talked the greenshirts into doing. Beach Head spent the next day making Barbecue and the greenshirts clean some dirty Porta-Potties that had somehow mysteriously appeared on the base.
That evening after dinner Beach Head went into his office, locked the door, and did something he rarely ever did: Laugh.
"BWAHAHAHAHA!!! OH MAH GAWD, THAT'S THE FUNNIEST THANG AH DONE SEEN IN YEARS! MARCHIN'AROUND NAKED, BWAHAHAHAHA!", he rolled around laughing, grateful that his office was soundproof.
A/N: Hey even Beach Head needs a good laugh, am I right?
Rule 3 up next!
