[Fic] From the Audio Log of Pvt. Michael J. Caboose
I just watched the entirety of Red vs. Blue off of a friend's computer. It is the awesomest series since ever. I am in LUUURVE. So I write fic. If you have not watched this series yet, go youtube it. Like, now. It's only five minutes a pop and you get great characters, witty one-liners, a half-decent plot, pretty action, and SO MUCH GAY. They gay is STRONG. It's a good gay, though. Like the omg-awesome-squee! gay. Like the Transformers Me-and-my-robot-are-totally-life-partners-in-a-not-quite-platonic-way gay. Yeah, that kind of gay. It was great.
And also, Caboose is the best thing since the invention of cel-style shading. Oh yeah. He's that awesometastic. So, without further adeu, fic!
Title: From the Audio Log of Pvt. Michael J. Caboose
Fandom: Red vs. Blue
Characters: Caboose, with some one-sided Caboose/Donut implied (The OTP of cute!stupid)
Rating: G
Summary: Caboose thinks about ... nothing in particular.
From the Audio Log of Pvt. Michael J. Caboose
---transmission start---
Uh, so I- oh, wait, the date! right! Uh... *coughs* It... is... the afternoon! Right after laundry day! And Tucker accidentally turned all of our clothes orange and made Church get all screamy because all of his socks were in there and now he only has orange socks. You know where we are now, right future me? Okay, great!
Anyway, Donut and me are sitting on a hill in the Gulch. Well, actually, I am sitting on the hill and Donut is lying down on the grass. The clouds are fluffy, the sky is blue and the grass is green. Everything is very nice. I am very happy.
It is warm and Donut has taken his helmet off. He is holding it in the bend of his elbow so that he does not lose it. I think that is silly. How could you lose a pink helmet when everything else is green and brown and grey? I asked Donut, but he did not answer. Instead, he grunted and kept looking frowny.
A lot of the people I know are not nice when they are frowny. Mister Sarge gets huffy and stompy and loud. I know this because we can hear him every morning before he has had his coffee. He is a very loud man. And angry. He is very angry too.
When Church is frowny, he also gets huffy and stompy and very, very loud. He is also mean. And he says bad words. And sometimes he... he hurts my feelings. That makes me sad. I do not tell him, though, because then he would just get sad and ... I would not want to make my bestest friend cry. That would not make me a very good friend at all.
Donut just scratched his nose. It is a very nice nose. It is crinkly right now because he is being frowny, but it is still a nicer nose than mine because it is straight and my nose is not. It is crooked. When I was little, I ran into a car and Mama couldn't take me to the doctor because she was working, so she pulled it straight herself when she came home. It set a little to the left and there's a bump right there instead of a straight line and it hurts when rain or snow or sleet and stuff is coming. Tucker thinks that it is funny, but Tucker is stupid and he does not like to share, so I do not listen to him. And I do not share my orange juice either. He can get his own orange juice.
I like my nose because it reminds me of Mama even though we're so far apart, but it is definitely not very pretty. Not like Donut's.
Everything about Donut is very pretty, even when he is frowny. He chews on his bottom lip and his nose crinkles and his eyes turn dark. I do not know how he does that eye-darkeny thing, but it is very cool. His eyes are normally a very pale blue, like the sky right after it rains, or- or like ice. Yeah ... like that ice that they carve swans out of for weddings...
Right now, though, Donut's eyes are dark like Sheila's skin or Tex's armour, but shinier. I think I will ask him how he does it. But later when he is not so frowny. When I talk to frowny people, they get mad at me. Donut is pretty when he is mad, but he is even prettier when he is smiling, like a princess, only better, and if he got mad at me, then he'd never smile at me again and I would not like that. Not at all. So I will wait, because I do not want Donut to get mad at me.
Oooh, that cloud looks like Andy! Hey Donut!? Doooooonut! Yoohoo! Look, loo-
--- transmission ended---
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AN: In case there's any confusion, this 'log' is basically an audio diary that Caboose is keeping for nostalgia's sake after the events of Red vs. Blue (Although he probably wouldn't use that terminology). He's recording his words instead of writing because, let's face it, paper is flammable and generally easily destructible.
And also, Caboose is the best thing since the invention of cel-style shading. Oh yeah. He's that awesometastic. So, without further adeu, fic!
Title: From the Audio Log of Pvt. Michael J. Caboose
Fandom: Red vs. Blue
Characters: Caboose, with some one-sided Caboose/Donut implied (The OTP of cute!stupid)
Rating: G
Summary: Caboose thinks about ... nothing in particular.
From the Audio Log of Pvt. Michael J. Caboose
---transmission start---
Uh, so I- oh, wait, the date! right! Uh... *coughs* It... is... the afternoon! Right after laundry day! And Tucker accidentally turned all of our clothes orange and made Church get all screamy because all of his socks were in there and now he only has orange socks. You know where we are now, right future me? Okay, great!
Anyway, Donut and me are sitting on a hill in the Gulch. Well, actually, I am sitting on the hill and Donut is lying down on the grass. The clouds are fluffy, the sky is blue and the grass is green. Everything is very nice. I am very happy.
It is warm and Donut has taken his helmet off. He is holding it in the bend of his elbow so that he does not lose it. I think that is silly. How could you lose a pink helmet when everything else is green and brown and grey? I asked Donut, but he did not answer. Instead, he grunted and kept looking frowny.
A lot of the people I know are not nice when they are frowny. Mister Sarge gets huffy and stompy and loud. I know this because we can hear him every morning before he has had his coffee. He is a very loud man. And angry. He is very angry too.
When Church is frowny, he also gets huffy and stompy and very, very loud. He is also mean. And he says bad words. And sometimes he... he hurts my feelings. That makes me sad. I do not tell him, though, because then he would just get sad and ... I would not want to make my bestest friend cry. That would not make me a very good friend at all.
Donut just scratched his nose. It is a very nice nose. It is crinkly right now because he is being frowny, but it is still a nicer nose than mine because it is straight and my nose is not. It is crooked. When I was little, I ran into a car and Mama couldn't take me to the doctor because she was working, so she pulled it straight herself when she came home. It set a little to the left and there's a bump right there instead of a straight line and it hurts when rain or snow or sleet and stuff is coming. Tucker thinks that it is funny, but Tucker is stupid and he does not like to share, so I do not listen to him. And I do not share my orange juice either. He can get his own orange juice.
I like my nose because it reminds me of Mama even though we're so far apart, but it is definitely not very pretty. Not like Donut's.
Everything about Donut is very pretty, even when he is frowny. He chews on his bottom lip and his nose crinkles and his eyes turn dark. I do not know how he does that eye-darkeny thing, but it is very cool. His eyes are normally a very pale blue, like the sky right after it rains, or- or like ice. Yeah ... like that ice that they carve swans out of for weddings...
Right now, though, Donut's eyes are dark like Sheila's skin or Tex's armour, but shinier. I think I will ask him how he does it. But later when he is not so frowny. When I talk to frowny people, they get mad at me. Donut is pretty when he is mad, but he is even prettier when he is smiling, like a princess, only better, and if he got mad at me, then he'd never smile at me again and I would not like that. Not at all. So I will wait, because I do not want Donut to get mad at me.
Oooh, that cloud looks like Andy! Hey Donut!? Doooooonut! Yoohoo! Look, loo-
--- transmission ended---
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AN: In case there's any confusion, this 'log' is basically an audio diary that Caboose is keeping for nostalgia's sake after the events of Red vs. Blue (Although he probably wouldn't use that terminology). He's recording his words instead of writing because, let's face it, paper is flammable and generally easily destructible.