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Donut is driving the ghost around, looking for Grif.

Donut is driving the ghost around, looking for Grif

"Grif?" Donut yells. "Ohh, Griiiif?"

"Ohh, Griiiif?"

"Grif!" Donut says

"Grif!" Donut says.

Grif sighs. "Great..."

"There you are. Where have you been?"

"Right here."

"I've been looking all over for you. I looked in the base, I looked around the base. I looked atop of the base. I looked in the base again."

"I think you need to learn what 'all over' means."

"Anyway. Sarge wants you to come back to the base. And..."

Grif interrupts. "No! I'm not going to do it."

"No?" Donut asks. "But I didn't tell you what he wants!"

"Donut, it's Sarge. I know he doesn't want me to come into the base to help him eat ice cream.  He wants me to do stuff, work stuff."

"But..."

"Listen, Donut, I know you're riding high on your new promotion right now, but don't think you can order me around. Me and Simmons, we had a system. He didn't try to tell me what to do and I didn't ignore him. "

"Wait, you ignored him all the time!" Donut yells.

"I'm sorry, what?" Grif asks. "I wasn't listening to you.

Up to Simmons, who's on a cliff with a sniper rifle.

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"See?" Grif says. "The system works! :earn the system, Donut."

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"Look at those jerks." Simmons says to himself.  "They don't know how good they have it. Alright Sheila, remember the plan."

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Simmons continues. "We don't want to hurt them. I just wanna make them totally jealous for kicking me out."

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"How does my armor look?" Simmons asks. "Am I all blue?"

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"Yes!" Sheila says.

"Ok, let's start operation 'Blue With Envy You know, because normally it's green...but I'm...I'm blue... ....but it doesn't make any sense to say... you know... Attack!"

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"Hey, Sheila, you know what's great?" Simmons yells. "Being On Blue team! It's so awesome! Way more awesome than being on that old Red team!"

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"Anyone can be on the Red team, we have to share a base. On Blue team, I get my own base!"

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"Is that Simmons?" Grif asks.

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Grif then yells up to Simmons. "Hey, Simmons, why are you painted blue? Have you finally lost it?"

"This isn't working, they don't care." Simmons says to himself." He turns to Sheila. 

"Firing main cannon." Shelia says. She fires.

Over with Sarge, Ash and Donut.

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"I did my best Sarge, but..." Donut starts. "Grif said he wouldn't come help!"

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"Son of a Ben & Jerry!" Sarge yells. "Who is going to help me eat all this ice cream we found?!"

Sarge looks up to Ash, who's on top of the base working on something.

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"Ash, you want to help?"

Ash stops working on his weapon and looks down to Sarge.

"You know I'm Lactose intolerant, right?" Ash says.

"Oh, yeah, right." Sarge says. "I forgot."

Ash hops down to them. "Besides, I'm finally done with my weapon!" Ash laughs. "I'll call it... Plasma Cannon!" He laughs.

Suddenly a shell hits the cannon and it explodes. Ash stops laughing and stares where the gun once was.

Sarge runs into the base.

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"Ah! We're under attack!"

"Donut!" Sarge yells. "You formulate a retaliation strategy! I'll secure the room raisin!"

"I hate my life." Ash says. "You know what, Sarge? I'll have that ice cream now!"

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07-02-2022

 

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