Freckles and Caboose are outside standing next to each other. Caboose then squats down.
Caboose: No, Freckles, no, Freckles, go down. Like this!
Freckles and Caboose both squat down.
Caboose: Yes, that's a good Freckles! Yes, yes. Tucker! Tucker did you see that!? Freckles did a squat!
Tucker does squats while replying.
Tucker: Great. Now teach him to fetch, and then throw a stick off a cliff.
Caboose: Oh, he knows how to fetch. Freckles! Freckles, get the ball!
Caboose throws a ball.
Freckles: Acquiring target.
Freckles aims for and shoots the ball. Tucker stops doing squats and stares at Caboose.
Caboose: Uhm, see that - that was just - that was just poor phrasing on my part. Really. I mean I was just, I think I was just grammatically... It was grammatically incorrect. So...
Grif and Simmons crept up behind a rock to spy on the Blues.
Grif: Alright, we made it!
Simmons: Yeah. So, uh, what do we do now?
Grif: I guess we just... watch 'em?
Simmons: So... this is a waste of time right. I mean they're not actually plotting anything.
Grif: I don't know, man, but watching two dudes exercise is making me feel really weird.
Simmons: Ugh, this isn't getting us anywhere.
Grif: Well, then why don't you just ask them what they're up to?
Simmons: What? And blow our cover?!
Grif: What do we look like? Seal Team Six? Who gives a shit, dude? You already said they're not up to anything.
Simmons: But what about the robot?
Grif: Oh yeah...
Simmons: See? We need to strategize.
Grif: Okay, fine, how do we want to do this?
Simmons: Oh! We could do like a sort of good cop/bad cop thing.
Grif: What if we act casual? Like we're just shootin' the shit or something?
Simmons: Maybe, if we go in, guns blazing, we can intimidate them into giving us what we want.
Grif: Wait... what do we want?
Simmons: ... I don't know.
Tucker appears beside the two crouching Reds.
Tucker: Hey!
Simmons: Gah!
Tucker: What are you doing?
Simmons: Alright! Listen, Tucker! I'm willing to hear you out, but my partner is crazy! I can't hold him back!
Tucker: What?
Simmons: I mean, hey, what's up? How's the weather? No, wait, I mean, tell me what you know!
Simmons cocks his gun and points it at Tucker
Simmons: I'm sorry...
Grif: That's some solid detective work there, Officer Simmons.
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Red vs Blue: Planetary War
AdventureProject Freelancer was gone. And Slade now knows the truth of who he really he is. He and the Reds and Blues were finally on their way home, until their ship crashes on a long forgotten planet and get sucked into a war that's apparently been going o...
