(Hey, guys! Final chapter for book one! Woo! Unless you enjoyed it, then I guess it's not good for you? *Ahem* Anyways, let's get right into it!)

"Wait, what?!" Minnesota looked at her, bewildered. "So, I'm not leaving?"

Carolina shrugged. "Not for me to decide. I'm just here to get you there in one piece. Now, shall we?"

Minnesota shared at her. "...What happens if I decide to punch you?"

Carolina chuckled. "I have a feeling you wouldn't dare try, 'Minnesota'."

Minnesota shook his head slightly. "...Fine. Where will I go?"

Carolina unlocked the handcuffs, yanking him to his feet. "Hopefully not to the grave, but I can't promise that."

Minnesota stumbled a bit. "Wow, not even a 'how did you sleep'?"

Carolina shoved him to the door. "Just get going!"

Minnesota grumbled under his breath, walking forward.

They walked until they entered a room, the Reds and Blues staring at Minnesota with both confusion and anger. Minnesota scoffed, still being led by Carolina, who threw him into a wall. "Stay put!"

Minnesota rolled his eyes, crossing his arms. "Like I have a choice..." He looked at them, while Carolina walked up to speak with them. "Alright, I've denounced that he is a Freelancer that goes by Minnesota. One of the very few of us left. Now, what I called you all here for was to figure out what to do with him. All hands on him staying?"

Donut, Doc, Caboose, and Washington put their hands up.

Carolina looked at Wash. "Wash, why did you put your hand up?"

Wash cleared his throat. "I hate to say it, Carolina, but there are only a few of us left. We can't just send him back out to die."

Carolina stared at him for a bit, turning to Caboose. "...Why did YOU raise your hand, Caboose?"

Caboose grinned under his helmet, putting his hand down. "He reminds me of Church! He pretends to hate us, but he really doesn't!"

Minnesota whipped his head over to him. "Hey, uh. Blue guy? I, actually hate you, and all of your friends."

Caboose nodded. "See?! Just like Church!"

Minnesota narrowed his eyes at him. "...I'm gonna kill you in your sleep."

"Alright, those that want him gone, raise your hands!" Carolina cut in sharply.

Tucker put his hand up, while everyone turned to Sarge.

"...Sarge, how come you didn't raise your hand?" Wash said, staring at him.

Sarge chuckled. "Well, he managed to best me in combat! Plus, I think we could definitely use some more muscle around here! I say we let him in!"

Minnesota stood up straight. "Now, hold on a minute-"

Carolina nodded. "Alright, then it's settled. He stays."

A couple of them clapped, while Tucker just stared with his mouth open. "...WHAT?!"

Minnesota growled slightly, pushing past Carolina and storming out.

"...Take it he's not very happy."

"Not now, Caboose."

"Okay..." Caboose said with disappointment.

(Hello, me again! Minnesota's less than happy, now! Wonder how that would play out in the next story...? Anyways, hope you enjoyed, and I'll see you in the next one!)