Red Vs Blue, & there's Magenta: Recreation

Chapter 15 Watch the Flank

Lopez tossed his missile pod onto the wall within Red base.

Lopez: Consiga mas cajas alla.

Simmons barricaded the entrance with crates.

Simmons: Keep watching your motion trackers. This guy can turn invisible.

Lopez (Spanish) Is that where he went?

Outside, the Meta growled in frustration as his active camouflage malfunctioned, flickering on and off. He roared as his rage grew!

Simmons: Woah! Did you hear that?

Lopez: (Spanish) I have something on my motion tracker.

Simmons: Y-Yeah, it was loud.

Lopez: (Spanish) No, you idiot! Over there!

They both pointed their Battle Rifles at the left side of the base, glancing at each other and loading their weapons in unison! A figure then appeared. . . .

Donut: Hey, guys. 'Sup?

Simmons: Donut?

Lopez: (Spanish) Didn't you say this guy could change colors?

Simmons lowered his weapon, but the robot kept his readied.

Donut: I just finished cleaning up Blue base. What's going on over here?

Lopez: (Spanish) I think we should shoot him just to be safe.

Simmons: Donut, that guy attacked me! I ran out of the base screaming! Why didn't you help me?!

Donut: You guys seemed like you knew each other. I thought you were just catching up.

Simmons: He was firing grenades at me!

Donut: Yeah, so? I thought that was just an inside joke between the two of you.

Simmons: What?! What kind of joke would that be?!

Donut: Well, how do I know? I've been gone for a long time, Simmons.

Simmons: What?!

Donut: In fact, it was clear that I didn't know the guy. So shame on you for not introducing us. And quite frankly, I found the whole thing a bit rude!

Simmons: . . . . WHAAAT?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?

Donut: RUDE.

Lopez: (Spanish) Seriously, we could just bury him out back.

*At Sandtrap*

Tucker: Church? You're telling me that thing is Church.

Caboose: Well, not exactly.

The monitor floated in midair next to Caboose.

Caboose: See, um, technically uh, this thing-

Ruby: Isn't Church. It's just the memory of him, Epsilon.

Caboose: Yes, that.

Tucker: Epsi-whatwhat?

South; Epsilon. It's another AI.

Epsilon: It's me dipshit!

Allison: Do not tell him about me.

Ruby: You got it.

Caboose: Uh yeah, see, he's a resident memory of the guy that Church was based on, so he's kind of like. . . remembering himself. Uh, Simmons can explain. Y'know, much better than I can. Probably.

Delta: Epsilon carries the burden of the Alpha unit's memory. In other words, he is the Private Church before you knew him as such.

Caboose: Oh right, Delta. . . .