~It's My Life~

My characters: Bandit, York, Caboose, Wyoming, Lopez, and North Dakota

You: Sarge, Grif, Simmons, Donut, Church, Tucker, Meta, and Washington.

BTW; IF YOU CAN, LONG REPLIES PLZ I REALLY LIKE THIS IDEA.

~THE PAST~
Bandit sighed as she sat at the table, eating dinner with her parents. She mumbled quietly as she heard them talking about their past being Blue Army Soldiers, and how the Reds are complete scums. She huffed and shook her head before perking up as she heard her dad. "How's the food, future Blue Soldier?" Bandit shrugged. "Good.. But, I was wondering, you do know that years have past since you've both retired, you don't know that the Reds could be that bad now.." She grumbled, both her parents' eyes widening. "Are you saying that your going to disown your own family religion!?" Her mother asked in shock and anger. Bandit stood up and growled. "'YES I WILL! AND I'LL PROVE THAT THE REDS ARE NOT SCUMS! NEITHER TEAMS ARE, AND THAT YOU CAN TRUST FREELANCERS!! IM LEAVING TOMORROW FOR THE BLOOD GULCH, AND IM CHOOSING RED!" She stomped upstairs and slammed her door as she reached her room.

~THE PRESENT~
Bandit sat there on her bed in her small room inside the Red Army base. Her brownish red armor rested on her body. She quietly placed on her helmet before walking out've her room. It was morning, her first day of being a Red Soldier, since she arrived there late last night. God knows that her parents abandoned her.. But she didn't give one shit, since she'll show them wrong about everything she said in the past. No battles have gone on yet, since basically everyone from both teams where still asleep. She grabbed her gun off the rack that was near the door and walked up the ramp to the top of the base, jumping lightly as her leader, Sarge, sat there silently, polishing off his shotgun with his helmet off.

Sarge was sitting there silently, polishing his gun. He loved the piece and quiet of the early morning. It was way better then hearing Grif argueing with people and all that crap. Sarge glanced up as he heard someone walking around, clearly, he was surprised to see Bandit. "Morning...." He told her softly and flashed her a grin. Bandit was a sweet girl for what he knew and he simply didnt mind her being around. She seemed secretive about her past, but that didnt bother him. She didnt have to tell anyone about her past and he wasn't going to make her. He gently stood up and stretched. "What are you doing up at this hour?" He asked softly.

Bandit blushed gently and shrugged. "I just couldn't go back to sleep, and I decided to wake up early. Better then Grif's lazy ass who wakes up late.." She chuckled gently and silently watched him. Sarge was a good leader, tho he can get pissed easily at points if someone doesn't follow his orders, specially Grif. He greeted her like a favorite child of some sort, somewhat like he does to Simmons. "Anything going on?" She asked and gently sat down, gazing off around the area through her visor, seeing the Blue Base she gently shook her head.

Sarge sighed and shook his head. "No, nothing's happening. I guess that is good since the others are asleep. I really need to find a way to wake up everyone on time." He sighed and stretched out. "How did you sleep?..." He asked gently. He was happy that Babdit chose to be in there team, it seemed that she was one of the only people who listen to him.

Bandit nodded gently. "I slept good, just another nightmare.. I keep having them, and it's pissing me off.." She sighed quietly and shook her head, gazing up at him before silently taking off her helmet, placing it down besides her. "You should shoot off a shot into the sky, both teams would wake up then." She smirked.

Sarge laughed softly. "I should, shouldn't I?" He asked and grinned at her gently. He sat beside her and yawned softly. "But I do enjoy the quiet when Grif isn't up." He told her and chuckled.

Bandit shrugged gently. "I guess, he isn't that bad, is he?" She glanced up at him quietly, her eyes gently sparkled as the sun shone on him. She gently nudged his shoulder playfully, letting out a loud clanging noise.

Sarge chuckled softly and looked over at her. He smiled gently at her. "I think that he may be even worse." He told her gently but teasingly. He gently ruffled her hair and smiled. "I'm glad you chose us." He told her quietly.

Bandit smiled and nodded. "Of course, you guys sure did need help." She quietly yawned and gazed around before sighing. She didnt want to say anything about her past.. Not yet.. But she did know she could trust Sarge..

Sarge smiled and gently bumped their shoulders together, a soft clang calling out across the silent land. "Hey, you need to talk about something?" He asked gently and smiled at her.

Bandit sighed and turned her head towards him, nodding slowly and silently resting her head against his armored shoulder. "My parents wanted me to become a blue.. Since they are retired from the Blue Army.. They called you scums, and that no one can trust Freelancers.. Apparently they don't know that the future changes the past..." She sighed.

Btw Meta (maine) doesn't actually talk at all, unless he has to or wants to. He just makes noises..

Sarge sighed and gently placed an armored hand in her shoulder. He looked over at her and smiled gently. "It's fine... We will protect you here...." He told her gently.

Bandit gazed over at him and nodded gently, smiling quietly. "Okay Sarge.. Thank you.." She gently hugged him, the clanging noise was created again lightly.

Sarge blushed and gently hugged her back. "No problem... What kind of man would I be of I wouldn't protect a lady in need?..." He asked gently and hesitantly kissed her forehead.

Bandit smiled and shrugged happily, blushing brightly as he kissed her forehead. "I'm not sure.. But it's little lady, to you." She giggled happily. Her parents where so wrong...

Sarge chuckled and shrugged. "Ok then, little lady." He teased and ruffled her hair. "Now, want to help me wake the others?" He asked.

Bandit nodded and giggled happily. "Sure!" He happily and silently ran down the ramp that leads inside the base. She ran into Simmons' room and gently crawled up onto his bed, gently shaking him. "Simmons..?" His full body was covered with blankets besides his face, so she saw that one robot eye. She knew what happened, and it was a long story.

Simmons grunted tiredly. "Ten more minutes..." He murmured and suddenly pulled her down to his chest. A soft sigh escaped his lips as he continued to sleep peacefully.

Bandit blushed brightly, yelping lightly. "How is he still sleeping when my armor is like.. Crushing him?!" She murmured gently to herself. She sighed and quietly took off her armor, still trying to get used to doing it. It collapsed to the ground, her snuggling against the half robotic man's bare chest through the covers.

Simmons sighed happily and gently nuzzled her in his sleep. He gently pulled her closer to his chest. He slowly woke up a few minutes later and blushed brightly.

Bandit was snuggled against his chest, unknowing of his awakening. She was still up, just waiting for him. She sighed quietly, gently tracing a piece of metal that was connect to his chest.

Simmons smiled gently as he watched her. "What are you doing?..." He asked gently. He quietly stroked her hair.

Bandit blushed and froze lightly. She gazed up at him and shrugged. "Sarge ordered me to wake you guys.." She spoke, gently sliding off of him and standing up as she reached the aluminum ground.

Simmons smiled gently at her and also stood up. "Well, I'm up." He told her and grinned.