Preview: Thus the Blood Gulchers Kicked Ass Here Chapter 11

AN A little surprise. Steadily binging RvB again because its been a while.

Finding out the entire Red vs Blue Civil War was a lie, and their bases were nothing more than facilities for simulations and training the Freelancers was not an easy pill to swallow.

"I TOLD YOU! I FUCKING TOLD YOU!" Griff yelled loudly, sounding both vindictive and vindicated.

"Calm down, Grif!" Doc urged in concern. "You're going to have a anyerism if you keep this up."

'Fuck the anyerism! I'm not calming down until Simmons admits I was right!" Griff declared, demanded even as he pointed at Simmon's visor.

"Fine! Your were right! Happy!" Simmons answered with a sigh.

"No, no, no! Say it, you fraud!" Grif egged on with an audiable grin.

"Jesus! Okay! A puma is a real animal!" Simmons exclaimed in exasperation.

"Is this....really the thing you should feel concerned about?" Zimmerman asked skeptically. "i thought you were looking up proof that there was no civil war?"

"Oh no, we've already come to terms with that," Grif answered casually. "Except for Sarge."

Every paused as something exploded inside Red Base.

"He's not taking it well," Donut said in sympathy.

"I should go make sure he doesn't blow himself up," Simmons said cautiously. "Or all of us."

Zimmerman watched as he left before turning to Grif and Donut. "Seriously, you accepted it that easily?"

"Dude, I knew there was something fucky going on for a while. We were struggling against the alien, then suddenly we're fighting each other? And we didn't see any aliens for years until that one that, well," Grif trailed off.

"You've met Junior," Doc elaborated.

"Trying no to think about that," Zimmerman grumbled.

"I'm....very confused, but I'm just glad the war is over!" Donut admitted with a smile behind his visor.

"Still, none of you ever tried to get in contact with any one back homeside?" Zimmerman questioned, looking between them carefully.

"I'm pretty sure most of us don't have many family members we'd want to call," Grif remarked dryly. "Not to mention, we thoguht everyone we knew wa dead by now."

"What? Why would you think that?" Zimmerman asked in alarm. "Did they tell you Earth was attacked or something?"

"No, but we thought for sure we had been sent to the future!" Donut answered eagerly.

".....What?"