Here's another extra chapter. Once again, it has no strings attached to the story line. I don't own Halo, Bungie does, and I don't own Red vs. Blue, Rooster Teeth does.

About two weeks before Taylor's arrival

It was a bright and sunny day in the blood gulch, as it is every other day in the hellhole. Church and Tucker were doing their daily watch at the top of their base when Tucker noticed that not all of them were there.

"Hey dude, where's Tex? I haven't seen her all day." Tucker asked Church.

"She got drunk last night and she's trying to get over her hang over." Church said smiling.

"What're you all happy dandy about?" Tucker asked.

"Tex left me a drunk message last night on the radio. I couldn't help but record it." Church answered, his smile getting bigger.

"No way dude?! Let me hear it." Tucker pleaded. They turned on their radios and Church played back the first twenty seconds of the message.

"Hey Churchy baby," Slurred a very drunk Tex. "I was all alone in my room when I really wanted someone to talk to. You know how much I've missed you? Well, I'm calling to say hi. And you know, you know what else, I know I've been mean to you and all. You know, punching you, stealing from you, and plenty of other things. But it's all good. It's all goooood. Ha ha ha ha ha!! Oh… you're so funny Churchy."

Church stopped the play back and looked at Tucker proudly.

"And that's only the first twenty seconds of a twenty five minute message." Church stated. Tucker started to laugh, but tried to stop when a tired Tex walked to them.

"Uhg… I feel like crap." Tex moaned. "Nothing like a good old hangover to start your perfect day."

Tucker couldn't help but snicker still at Tex's message.

"What are you laughing at? You know good and well that even when I'm on a hangover that I can kick your ass." Tex reminded.

"Do you think you should tell her?" Tucker asked Church.

"Guess so." Church answered.

"Tell me what?" Tex asked annoyed. Church played her the first twenty seconds of her message again and started to laugh all over again. Tex's face flushed in embarrassment. It's bad when you call someone when you're drunk, it's even worse when it's your ex and has a recording of it. Tex grew upset that he found this funny and didn't even pity her. She couldn't blame him though. She masked her feeling with anger, as she does with all of her feelings. She smacked them both down with her gun and marched away.

For the next couple of days, she avoided any interaction with Church. If he were in the same room as her, she would leave, if they had rounds together, she would switch with Caboose, and if he wanted to talk to her about the message, she would smack him down with her gun and leave. Any moron, including Caboose, could tell she was upset and embarrassed. So it was dumped on Church's shoulders to fix their little dilemma.

"What should I do man?" Church asked Tucker. "She refuses to talk to me, she won't even stay in the same room as me, and she hits me anytime I try to talk to her."

"You could always drunk call her. It'd probably even the sides." Tucker suggested.

"You know that might actually work. Get me some vodka, gin, rum, whiskey, bourbon, scotch, and brandy from the basement." Church ordered.

"Wow. You really plan on getting hammered tonight." Tucker noted.

"Yep, and you are too."

"What?! Why me?"

"Cause someone needs to make sure I call Tex. I'll probably forget."

"Fine."

The next day, two o'clock in the afternoon

Church and Tucker were in the kitchen, half dead compared to normal, with cups of coffee on the table. Church could barley keep his head up cause he was to exhausted. And Tucker kept moaning and groaning in pain.

"Will you shut up man? You're making my headache worse." Church grumbled.

"Do you have no sympathy for my weak state? I think I may be dying." Tucker said.

"It's just a hangover, I have no room for sympathy." Church replied.

"We stayed up until three in the morning. A hangover plus lack of sleep can be fatal." Tucker said. Church gave him a perplexed look.

"Did I call Tex last night?" Church asked.

"How the hell should I know?" Tucker replied.

"You were supposed to make sure I called her. Gød damn it Tucker." Church grumbled as Tex walked in, all happy and everything.

"Good afternoon boys." She said grinning, pouring herself some coffee.

"Not so loud you bitch." Tucker mumbled.

"What are you so happy about?" Church unwillingly asked as he slowly lifted his head off the table.

"Oh, you don't remember. You called me last night and left me a very convenient message." Tex said grinning.

"Tucker, out." Church ordered.

"Fine, I'm going back to bed anyway." Tucker said walking away with his coffee.

"Alright Tex, lay it on me." Church said as soon as Tucker was out of ear shot. She began the play back of the message.

"Hey Tex," Church slurred in a giddy voice. "I'm really sorry about making you upset the other day. You know, it's not really your fault. If it makes you feel any better, you were the BEST girlfriend a guy could have. I know we had our ups and downs, but I really loved you. And you have great boobs. You were the perfect girlfriend. And you also have great boobs. And I want you to be as happy as me cause you're like my favorite friend - ha ha ha ha ha ha! Oh, I'm sorry, Tucker did something funny." Tex stopped the play back. Church did feel very embarrassed that he said all those things, but it was as he planned.

"So are we cool?" Church asked hopefully. Tex gave him a half smile.

"Yeah, we're cool. And it was very sweet that you did that for me." Tex said as she leaned over and kissed his cheek. "And if you ever tell anyone I did this, you'll wake up, breathing through a tube."

"Fine by me." Church agreed. Before Tex left, she stuck her head back in.

"And F.Y.I., that was only the first forty seconds to a forty minute message." Tex added, grinning. "So, I'll have something to listen to when I'm bored."

So this is a filler. Hope you liked it. Leave me good reviews and I'll try to get in the new chapter A.S.A.H.P. (as soon as humanly possible)