Church
JESUS! They're SHOOTING AT ME NOW?! What the heck did I ever do to them?! Besides telling them that one of their alien babies was a grub...and threatened to stomp on its neck... but that's beside the point! I wonder what they're so-- oh hey! Look, I'm moving. The alien then picks me up entirely by the arm and pulls me into shelter.
"Heh, heh! Booya again! Face!"Donut? That's Donut. That's Donut! "Donut! Hey, Donut! Buddy, look over here! It's me, it's me!" And then all hell breaks lose. And I mean literally. All I can hear are shouts and shrieks, alien noises and grumbles, and shots being fired. "Tucker?" I question as I catch a glimpse of him. "Tuck! TUCKER!" And then in one quick movement, Tucker is down. "TUCKER!" I shout as I'm carried into the ship again. Oh...oh no...Tucker...