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"Hey Steve."
Captain said, trying not to let out a chuckle while keeping a poker face.
It was another usual day at the Tankmen base. Soldiers playing pokers, drinking away as if they're not in a war, while some are just hanging out and talking around the corner. Everything is just the ordinary day-to-day life. Despite this, of course, there's still soldiers on patrol. Keeping guard of anything in case the Henchmen attacks them. They haven't made a move ever since Steve lost the tank and recovered it by watching Titanic with the Commander and his partner in crime, Tim.
Sighing, Steve answered in a slightly annoyed tone;
"What is it Cap?" knowing that it was probably another dumb cock joke he always makes. Seriously though, when did he not make those.
"Yeah..uh have you seen Candice anywhere?"
Huh? Who the fuck is that? Must be a new recuit. But when and where did Captain find them? It sounds like a girl's name which makes Steve question even more. Tilting his head with confusion written on his face, Steve snapped out of his train of thoughts.
"Candice? I don't know who that is. I haven't heard of them."
Suddenly, Captain's straight face formed a smirk whilst staring at him. His eyes squinting and his smirk growing by the second. Is he about to make another dick joke or what?
"What's with your face??! Who's Candice!!"
"CANDICE NUTS FIT IN YOUR MOU-"
Captain was cut off by an explosion that seems to be near by.
"MY OFFICE!!"
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Welp. John's office, where he stays in and had all his paperwork, blew up. Everything he had, from his clothes to the folders containing information about the Henchmen, gone. Down to smithereens.
Turns out the attackers were two men in plastic sports gear. One of them was shot by their sniper, Ted, right after the explosion. While the other was captured to try and get information out of them. And it looks like they don't work with the Henchmen and only wanted to get revenge for killing 3 men (out of 5) of their gang, so there was nothing to worry about anymore.
There is one thing Captain needs to figure out, though. Where in the fuck is he going to stay in? Constructing a new office for him will take weeks! Where is he supposed to stay by then? He can't possibly stay in the tank until the damn office is restored.
"Goddamit." Captain thought, while standing infront of his now blown up office, hands on his hips and a frown formed on his face. He sighs and looks down at his boot while thinking.
And as if God answered his prayers, an idea popped in his head. Right! He could stay at the billet Steve's stays in since no one else but Steve himself stays in there! They'll be like roomates or something. Captain felt his chest get lighter as he was confident Steve would let him in to stay with him. It can't be that bad.