Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ The Prettiful Gardener ❯ Chapter 21 ( Chapter 21 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Chapter 21

Church said nothing as he turned away.

“Man where are you going?” Tucker asked.

“No where. Just gonna spend the night here.” Church said in a monotone voice.

Um…alright…I'm going back to base then, I guess…”

Church nodded.

“What in stinking hell are those blue's doing?!” Sarge exclaimed, looking into his binoculars.

“I don't know sir…but those explosions sure sounded big.” said Griff.

“Maybe they're having a party!” Donut exclaimed. “I'd love to come!”

“Even if they ARE having a party, donut, you wouldn't want to be there.” Simmons snickered.

“Why?” Donut asked.

“Because they're the blues, who wants to party with the blues?!” Griff rolled his eyes. “Are you dense?”

“And because we don't think it's a fun party.” Sarge said.

Simmons agreed. “I bet they're doing gay stuff.”

“Gay stuff?” Donut asked innocently. “Like…what kind of gay stuff?”

“WHY THE HELL DO YOU CARE!?” Griff exploded. “Gay stuff is gay, that's why it's gay! That's all there is to it.”

Tucker came running back to find Caboose sitting outside. “Why are you out here?” he asked.

“Princess told me not to go inside for any reason, unless, I see Tex coming back, in which case I have to go inside and tell her.”

“Um….the princess is a guy.” Tucker said.

Caboose paused uncertainly. “The Princess cannot be a guy. If the princess was a guy she's like to kill people, wear black armor and would not have a high pitched voice.”

Tucker groaned. “Naruto DOES do all of those things, Caboose.”

“But she decorated her room with Prettiful horses!” Caboose protested.

“No you did that.” Tucker said annoyed.

“I do not remember doing it. I was visiting Sheila.” Caboose protested again.

“Yeeeeaaah…um…Sheila…right…̶ 1; Tucker mumbled.

Caboose nodded eagerly then looked at his feet. “But she must've been mad at me because she did not sound like herself…”

“Um…right...well…I'd better go check on our…ehem…princess.” Tucker said quickly and ran away.

As soon as he ran into the base Tucker stopped. “That was close…” he mumbled, looking around. “Man, I'm hungry.” He said suddenly to himself and ran into the kitchen.

As he approached, he saw a light in the darkness. He jumped back a couple of feet at first. Then, another thought came to mind. “Um…hello? Who's there? Princess?” he called wearily.

“Oh hello Tucker. Did you have a good day at the hospital visiting Sheila?” asked the shadow as it looked up.

“Holy shit!!!” Tucker jumped back. “CABOOSE?!?!?!”

“What is it Tucker? Are you scared?” asked Caboose innocently. Tucker was breathing hard.

“Don't scare me like that again or I'll stick something so far up your ass…” he paused. “Wait a second…why are you here? You were just outside.”

Caboose shook his head. “No, I was down here, eating cheese.”

Tucker stared for a while. “I swear I'm going crazy…” he mumbles to himself.

“Tucker are you alright?” asked Caboose again.

“Yeah…I'm going to bed….” Tucker said, turning and stumbling up the stairs, food forgotten.

Tucker entered his room, sighing. “Maybe I'm just sick again or something…” he decided, plopping down onto his bed face down without bothering to remove his helmet.

“Um…Tucker, do you have a spar light bulb?” a voice asked form behind him.

“Caboose not now…”

“But I need one for my nightlight! I was sleeping with my eyes open when it just suddenly went out!”

Tucker looked up glaring. “How could you have been sleeping if I saw you eating downstairs a few minutes ago?” he snapped.

“That must have been Fluffy you confused me with.” Caboose informed. “He likes to go for midnight snacks.”

“I! Would! Not! Confuse! You! With! That! Alien!” Tucker said through gritted teeth.

Caboose shrugged. “Are you going to fix my nightlight or what?”

“Alright, alright.” Tucker mumbled, sitting up on his bed. “God I hate when Church isn't around to do the dirty work of hating Caboose.”

“Yay!” Caboose exclaimed and ran off.

Tucker got up and walked to the supply closet. He opened it and started rummaging around for a spare light bulb in the dark. “Aw…this is shit…” he complained, finally deciding that it wasn't going to work without the light itself. He felt around on the wall for the light switch. Flipping it on, he turned back to the newly lit room, and let out a scream of terror.

“HOLY FUCKIN SHIT!”

There on one of the shelves sat, yet again, Caboose. Tucker stared at him for a while, then turned on his heel and walked out shutting the door behind him.

“No more friggin Cabooses.” he said as he went into his own room again, shutting ht door. “I'm going to bed and nobody can stop me.”