Red Vs Blue, & there's Magenta: Recreation

Chapter 19 Think You Know Someone

Tucker: Uh, hey guys. Sorry about that.

He drove the Chopper out of the pyramid he crashed into.

Ruby: *sighs* That would've been so cool.

Caboose: Tucker, where did you get that?!

Tucker: This is my ride! The aliens gave it to me as a gift, pretty fucking cool.

Ruby: It has a lot of kick to it. I'm surprised we didn't fall off.

The two got out of the vehicle.

Grif: Yeah, did they give you driving lessons too?

Tucker: No, we kind of skipped that part, but it looks awesome!

Meanwhile, the Prowler was still chasing down CT! It crashed into the Warthog, nearly tipping it over!

CT: Agh! Move over you pieces of shit!

He drove towards the pyramid and rammed the Prowler into a pillar while he continued driving off! The Prowler attempted to catch up and drove between two pyramids, but there was nothing there. . . . The driver slowly moved forward as the gunner checked their corners. A honk was heard as they turned to see CT! He crashed into them and destroyed the Prowler! He grunted and continued driving, which put him right in front of the Reds and Blues!

Grif: There he is!

Tucker: You guys follow him, we'll cut him off!

Caboose: We can't lose Church!

Ruby: We won't.

Caboose: Okay!

The Gausshog tailed CT while the Chopper moved in the other direction to cut him off!

*At Valhalla*

Simmons was in the driver's seat of the Meta's Warthog, trying to start the vehicle.

Simmons: God damn it, it won't start.

Lopez: (Spanish) He probably removed the starter. That's what I would do.

Simmons: Hmm, it looks like he disabled the starter.

Lopez: (Spanish) Really? Well no shit.

Donut: What do we do?!

Lopez: (Spanish) Stay in there! We'll push the car, you pop the clutch!

Donut: It's no good! We can't do anything!

Lopez: (Spanish) Seriously, we only need to push it about ten meters!

Donut: All hope is lost!

Simmons noticed something out of the corner of his eye. . . .

Simmons: Oh no! The Meta!

Lopez: (Spanish) Oh shit.

Donut: What are we gonna do without any ammo? We're trapped!

Simmons: Ha, this thin always has ammo!

He got out of the driver's seat and got onto the chaingun!

Lopez: (Spanish) You won't be strong enough to turn it without power.

Simmons opened fire, but he could turn the turret! The Meta began moving up the hill and right towards them. . . .

Simmons: Aw fuck!

Lopez: (Spanish) Maybe you can convince him to stand in front of it.

Simmons: What?

Donut: He said maybe you can convince him to stand in front of it.