Nearby Red Base, Simmons, crouching, sneaks out then sneaks back inside.

Simmons: Okay, here's the plan. We run straight for Blue Base. Keep your heads up, and stay in formation. Lopez, you take the lead.

Lopez: ¿Por qué debo estar enfrente?[Why do I have to be in front?]

Simmons: Exactly. I'll follow you, Lopez.

Donut: I'll handle your rears!

Simmons: Okay! Change of plans. I'll be last. Lopez, you still go out in front.

The three exit from the base.

Lopez: Por supuesto que estoy enfrente.[Of course I'm in front.]

Simmons: Donut, you be in the middle.

Donut: It'll be a Donut Sandwich! Mm-mm!

Simmons: Dammit, Donut! You can ruin anything!

They head a different direction and cut through the river, pausing once they reach the other side.

Simmons: Do you see anything?

Lopez: Si yo viese algo estaría disparando, cabrón.[If I saw something, I would be shooting, dumbass.]

Simmons: Well, keep your eyes open, then.

The three head towards a tree-filled region.

Lopez: ¿Por qué ustedes siempre me hacen preguntas si nunca entienden las respuestas?[Why do you guys always ask me questions if you never understand the answers?]

Simmons: Geez, quiet, Lopez! God, we’ve been over this!

Lopez: Maldita sea.[Goddamn it.]

Donut: Simmons! I'm scared~~!

Simmons: It's okay. We’re all scared, Donut.

Lopez: Yo no tengo miedo. Hice reservas de mí mismo esta mañana.[I'm not scared. I made back-ups of myself this morning.]

Cut to the temple at the desert with Tucker, Sarge, Ash, Grif, and Caboose. Caboose and Tucker take off while Sarge, Ash and Grif watch them run off.

"Church, wait!" Caboose says.

"I knew it." Sarge starts. "THIS WAS A TRAP!"

"What's a trap?" Grif asks.

"Don't ya see Grif!? The Blues have an advantage over us!"

"What you mean they have a decent leader?"

"No I mean they have a powerful alien weapon as a leader!"

"A melon leader." Ash says.

"You honestly believe that the Blues orchestrated all of this, to bring Church back and put him into a floating ball." Ask says.

"Of course." Sarge says. "They've been leading us along this entire time! It was all a diabolical scheme to get the drop on us! We just didn't see it until now, because it was so cunningly crafted!"

"We're talking about the same Blues right?" Grif asks. "There's not some 'other' group of Blues that I haven't heard of?"

"Of course not!"

"Yeah, then no. You're wrong. The new dude; He's a floating ball. I don't think he even COUNTS as a person." Grif says.

"Eeeexactly!" Sarge starts.  "He's a wild card! We don't even know what he's capable of!"

"He's a BALL. He's capable of rolling. And maybe bouncing."

"A melon." Ash says. "I'm really hungry."

A loud boom shakes the temple.

"Peter, Paul and Ringo!" Sarge yells. "What the heck was that?!"

"That did not sound good." Grif says.

"I like boom." Ash informs.

"You guys hear that?!" Tucker asks as he and Caboose walk up to them.

"Hear what?" Grif asks mockingly. "Of course we heard that idiot!"

"Aw great, I think they broke down the door." Tucker states.

"What?" Epsilon floats over. "Who would do that- thing that you just said to the other thing."

"What's wrong with him?" Grif asks.

"He disabled his memory or something dumb while trying to unlock this massive laser eye he's got I dunno." Tucker explains.

"Laser?" Grif asks.

Sarge growls and turns to Grif. "See?"

"Who has a laser?" Epsilon asks.

Caboose turns to Epsilon. "You do!"

"I do?"

"YES." Tucker says with irritation.

"That's awesome, man I feel..." Epsilon starts. "Great about whatever it is that we're talking about."

Tucker: Caboose, shouldn't you be killing him or something?

Caboose runs to Epsilon and whacks him with his gun.

Epsilon: Ow! Hey, cut it out!

Caboose: Tucker did it.

Epsilon: No he didn't, jackass, you did.

Tucker: So you remember that.

Epsilon: Why wouldn't I remember that?

Tucker: You don't remember why you wouldn't remember? Then I guess you're fixed, fuck it.

Epsilon: You guys never make any goddamn sense.

Tucker: Yeah. That's our problem.

The scene shifts to another area in the temple. C.T.’s voice is heard.

C.T.: (offscreen) Over here! Split up. You two, guard the entrance. Don't let them out.

The scene cuts back to the group.

Sarge speaks up. "Uhhh, I think we have more pressing issues at the moment fellas."

"He's right." Tucker says.

"I thought you said they couldn't bust through the door!?" Grif says in alarm.

Tucker laughs. "When did you guys start listening to me?"

"Everybody grab some cover!" Sarge orders.

They charge into another room. Scene cuts to an alien walking into the room they had left. He looks around, waiting, and grunts. He moves forward and another alien arrives from behind. Grif and Tucker peer around the corners for a moment before retreating.

"Shit there's TWO of 'em!" Grif informs.

Sarge turns to Grif. "Grif. Don't panic. You've been trained for this!"

"THIS!? I'VE BEEN TRAINED FOR THIS!?" Grif yells.

"Minne's apparently was." Ash whispers to himself.

Grif continues yelling. "BEING STUCK IN AN ANCIENT TEMPLE SURROUNDED BY MYSTIC TECHNOLOGY, WHILE BEING HUNTED BY ALIENS FROM ANOTHER PLANET?! THIS IS WHAT I'VE BEEN TRAINED FOR!?"

"Okay maybe not this specifically, but ELEMENTS of this," Sarge starts. "Which when combined and liberally interpreted, bear a close resemblance to this!"

"NOT EVEN CLOSE!"

"Ah just shut up and fight! TODAY IS A GOOD DAY FOR YOU TO DIE! YEARHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

The Reds peak around the corner and open fire, killing one of the aliens. The other one tosses a grenade and the Reds back away as it blows up.

Sarge: Whoa.

Grif: Look out!

Tucker swaps his gun for his sword. He peers out again, crouching.

Tucker: I just need them to get a little closer. (begins creeping out)

Caboose: Hey... Church? Are you doing that...?

Epsilon: Doing what?

A box is floating and rotating beside Epsilon. He turns to see it.

Epsilon: Oh, cool! Am I?

The box begins spinning the other direction, then switches back to the other again.

Epsilon: Oh look, I am! It's awesome!

Tucker: (stands up and looks back at them) What the fuck? When did you get telekinesis?

Caboose: You have teleportesis!? Can you hear what I am thinking right now?

Epsilon: What? No!

Tucker: My guess would be, nothing.

Caboose: Oh my God, Tucker has it too!!

Epsilon: (still fascinated by the box) Look at this! This is so kickass! I wonder what other powers I have. (The box drops.) Man, I could be, the most powerful being in the entire universe. (begins to float off again) I'm like a superhero!

Tucker: Where are you going?

Epsilon: Oops, uh, yeah, I seem to have lost control of my body again.

Tucker: Yeah, some superhero. You fucking dick.

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07-15-2022