8. I Surrender All - Newsboys
Donut knelt before Caboose, trying not to smile as he groaned dramatically. "I surrender all of my soldiers and every last one of my cupcakes to you, Commander Caboose! You're way to awesome for me!"
Caboose smiled widely. "Thank you, Captain Cupcake!" he exclaimed happily.
Donut stood up, making a goodnaturedly exasperated face. "Caboose, you're not supposed to thank me! You're supposed to laugh evilly and demand that I call myself bad names. Or something."
Caboose looked confused. "Bad names? But you are not a bad person!"
Donut smiled, shaking his head. "That's just how war works, Caboose." He trailed off, looking a little sad.
"Are you okay, Mr. Donut?" Caboose asked, genuinely concerned. Donut couldn't help but grin at his pathetic puppy-dog face.
"I'm fine, Caboose," he replied, standing on his tiptoes to ruffle the bigger soldier's hair. Caboose beamed and grabbed Donut up into a hug.
"You are a good friend, Major Muffin!"
9. The Eternal Vow (Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon) - Yo-Yo Ma [Tucker/Doc]
Doc smiled mysteriously as he placed the tray in front Tucker, on the low table set up in his makeshift dining room. A cup of steaming green tea curled smoke up into Tucker's face, making his eyes water as he scanned the rest of the food with his eyes.
Egg rolls, sweet and sour pork, rice, and stirfry... all homemade by Doc.
"Man, you're asian and you can cook," Tucker complimented, making Doc blush lightly with the praise.
"I was taught by my mother," he murmured as an explanation, eyes suddenly downcast and shadowed.
"What's the matter?" Tucker stood up hastily, walking to where Doc stood. He placed a hand on the asian's shoulder; it was shaking.
"...Your mother?" the blue prompted, trying to piece together what had just happened.
Doc nodded morosely. "She left." He refused to say any more.
Tucker pulled Doc into a tight hug. "Shhh..." he comforted awkwardly. "I'll never leave you... I promise."
10. Cornelius - Newsboys
Sarge beamed evilly from his post on the roof of Red Base, happy that he was finally making Grif do some work. "Get movin', Private!" he barked as Grif paused to wipe some sweat off of his unprotected forehead.
"Shut up, old man!" Grif yelled back irritably, pushing his shovel into the dirt again angrily. He threw the dirt to pile on the already tall hill. "'Build me a moat!' he says. What the fuck do we need a moat for? It's not like we even have water to put in it when I'm done..." he muttered to himself.
"And make sure you collect that sweat of yours! We're going to need it later!"
"Oh, gross!" Grif groaned, throwing his shovel down in rebellion. "I'm not doing this anymore! Make Simmons do it!"
"I'm not doing that!" Simmons complained, glancing up to Sarge with a pleading expression.
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A/N: More of those ended up being Tucker/Doc than I meant them to XD; I guess I'm just in the mood for that pairing right now.
The only one that I think really needs any explanation is #7 -- this past Christmas, my school blasted that song on repeat over the intercom system until we raised $500 for Crossroads. It was playing for like 5 days, I think. It was complete blackmail, seriously.
ALSO YES, MY DOC IS ASIAN! ;D
