"Shake it off you big orange baby!" Sarge orders "What happened to ya?"

"He's been chasing the dragon!" Donut says.

"Donut, shut up!" Simmons snaps. "He was drugged just like me!"

"That's what I'm saying! He fell of the wagon and shook hands with the devil!"

"I'm gonna shoot him." Ash says. "If I had my gun."

"Who knocked you out, Grif?" Sarge asks. "Was it those dirty blues?"

"No... some kind of bat person!" Grif says.

"Bat person?!"

"It was an alien." Ash says.

"Oh no, keep it away from Tucker." Grif says. "But there was also a guy and they were talking about a kid... and a sword... some kind of deal they made."

"H'okay wait." Donut says. "Is this a joke?! This is a prank on me right? You guys found my Harry Potter fanfiction."

"This has nothing to do with you, Donut." Grif says to him.

"H'okay, right, sure! Well if the alien turns out to be a sailor... and the guy turns out to be a bartender and the sword turns out... Well... lets just say this all sounds a little too familiar!"

"I'm telling the truth!" Grif yells. "Ash knows."

Everyone turns to Ash. 

"I mean...uh... I was interrogated on something else." Ash says.

Sarge turns to Simmons. "Note to Simmons... Grif has gone mad. Need to kill him ASAP."

"I'm not crazy!" Grif yells.

"Second note to Simmons... Grif has developed super hearing! Possibly acquired from the bat people! Post note... original plan still applies!"

"Wait a second!" Grif yells. "I can prove I'm not crazy cause of the bomb! The bomb!"

"Yeah." Simmons starts. "That's a good way to prove you aren't insane. Just start screaming 'The bomb. The bomb.'"

"The bomb was there! That's how I could understand what was being said! They needed him to translate!"

"The bomb? You mean that loud mouth guy." Sarge asks.

"Andy?" Ash asks.

"Yeah!" Grif says "The enormous ball that's always ready to explode!"

"Okay, seriously! There's coincidence... and then there's outright plagiarism. I'm gonna have to sue somebody!"

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Ash is watching Grif getting interrogated by Andy and some aliens. 

"Ahh, Minne, it's so good to see you again." A voice says from Ash's right and he turns.

"It's you." Ash says. "I remember you, you're that guy I met in that room with glasses guy and clip board guy."

 "It sure has been a long time." Flowers says. "I do have a few questions for you."

"If I had my gun I'd shoot you for being blue." Ash says. "But since I don't I'll listen."

Flowers chuckles. "Ah, good old Red Vs. Blue." Flowers clears his throat. "I want to ask if you have regained your memories yet?"

"Nope."

"That's good." Flowers whispers to himself. "Secondly, do you know where Xi is?" Flowers voice changes at the end.

"Xi? Who's Xi?" Ash asks with great confusion. "Did I know someone named Xi?" Ash asks himself. "The name feels familair.

"Hmmm. Well, I'm sorry about this Minnesota."

"Sorry about wha-" Ash asks but Flowers hits Ash on the head with his gun. "I'M BLACKING OUT!" Ash falls to the ground.

Flash back over

Ash shakes his head as Grif finishes telling his story.

"And he was translating between the two of them too! So if we find Andy, He can tell us exactly what's going on!"

"Sounds like we've stumbled across something totally diabolical! " Sarge says and he looks at Simmons. "Good work uncovering the plot, Simmons!"

"Thank you, Sir!" Simmons says.

Grif gets angry. "Simmons! I just told you everything!'

Sarge looks at Grif. "But Simmons was the one that led us to you after he stealthily avoided capture."

"Avoided capture?! They knocked him out first and picked me at random!"

"Yes... a randomness that Simmons used to save the day!"

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07-05-2022