"Okay. I give up," Grif said, slowing the warthog down.
"But we just started!" Simmmons exclaimed.
"No. We did not just start," Grif explained, "We've been searching for almost a whole day now! This is the longest I've ever lasted!"
"We are finding Caboose," Sarge said, "I don't care how long it takes!"
Grif stared at Sarge, "When did you start to care so much about Blues?"
"I don't care about 'im! I just need to have the satisfaction of killing every Blue! That ain't gonna happen if we don't find Caboose!"
"You're a real hero," Simmons muttered sarcastically.
"I know I am!"
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"Why. The fuck. Are we taking so much time to find Caboose?" Tucker asked.
"A better question would be why the fuck did we take Donut with us!" Epsilon exclaimed, staring at the pin- no, lightish-red soldier.
"There wasn't any room in the other warthog," Wash explained.
"Couldn't we have just left him behind? Like Doc?" Tucker asked.
"We left Doc behind?" Washington asked, slowing down.
"Uh, yeah."
"Oh. Then you guys should be lucky he isn't the type to hold a grudge," Wash told them.
"Okay! Who's ready to play some Truth or Dare: Christmas Style!" Donut asked, looking up.
"NO.," said everyone else. They really didn't want to know what Donut had in mind for his dares.. or even his truths.
"Aww, come on! You know it will be fun to play!"
"Yeah, seriously, why did we bring him?" Epsilon asked again.
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Caboose looked at the scene around him, when a figure in the distance caught his eye. "Oh...Shiny." He proceded to walk towards the shiny thing.
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"You are an idiot," O'Malley grumbled.
"What do you want from me? I never took this class."
"Didn't you take years of medical training or something?"
"Aren't you supposed to be dead?"
O'Malley took control, looking over his project, "I got out in time. Well, someone else got me out."