They break into the darkened and spooky school that remains unsettling to witness its presence. There is one thing the basic training trained hell Divers for combat, and that is fear nothing. Only picture your fears that stand in your way face to face, awaiting to be rip and tear that dares to defile your existence. No matter how creepy this school or fortress attempts to bring down anyone's bright aura, the Hell Divers are ready to dismantle this evil that needs abolishing. The Doomguy's squads move inside the school's entrance alongside Musashi and Atlantis.
The scene greeted the intruders with the themes of abandonment, spider webs, and vandalism made by the unmade stationed here. A few enemy clowns loitered in the entrance, noticing the Hell Divers broke through into their home. They threatened their unwelcomed guest, but the marines took them down swiftly, not being outnumbered for now. Doomguy and his army began to march down the school hallways on full alert for any hostiles to eliminate. Eerily enough, it remains silent, avoid of any enemies while they invaded the unmade dark fortress.
"It's too quiet. Marines stay alert." Doomguy commands his brothers and sisters not to underestimate the situation.
Musashi stays on guard with her swords drawn in ready in her hands, looking around in the dark environment with little lighting. Doors to classrooms on both sides of the hall remain shut, and the windows were foggy. Atlanis arms her laser trident, igniting it in both hands in preparation for any surprise attacks. Suddenly, the stillness breaks when crackling and screeching rings out throughout the campus coming from the intercom system.
"Attention, this is your school's headmistress speaking. I want to welcome our new international students to the fine and well-education system that this island offers. Now then, with the welcoming committee out of the way, class is dismissed!"
The vile and hair-raising voice speaks loudly over the old intercom system that rings across the school grounds. It hangs up abruptly right before all the classrooms' doors swing open quickly, revealing the various wicked clowns that are ready to leave their classes. The Hell Divers gather with their backs pressed against each other, seeing the clowns pour out into the hall they stand in, becoming claustrophobic quickly.
"Marines, rip and tear!" Doomguy angrily yells before making first blood in this grand hallway close-combat battle.
"RIP AND TEAR"
They all cry out after their courageous leader leads them to infiltrate and destroy another fortress belonging to their most mortal enemies on this island. While they fight, the Doom Slayer believed that Caboose was following behind him this whole time since their bond has grown throughout the conquest. Blasting his shotgun and pumping it after killing a clown that had no match against him, he realizes he needs a grenade ready to be thrown to a group of unmade horrific clown creatures approaching him.
"Caboose! Hand me a grenade!" He yells out loudly against the gunfire, screams, and fighting surrounding him along with the Hell Divers. "Caboose?"
Doomguy now realizes that his blue spartan ally was not behind him and can't see where he stands in this chaotic battle. "Goddammit! Where the hell is Caboose?"
The demon-famed killer and hell's most feared marine switches his shotgun out for his Gatling gun, spinning the barrels before they rain out a forecast of bullets to his victims.
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"Depression"
"Sad"
"Friendless"
"Slightly congested"
Caboose's voice speaks out while walking into a dirty bathroom stall to go in peace. After he finishes, he flushes the toilet and leaves the booth open. The restroom he stands in was silent, with no one using it besides the sad, lonely blue spartan, still mourning for his pink friend. A single light bulb that lights the bathroom faintly stays powered. He can hear the gunfire and action going on outside in the halls of this school, but he is too unhappy to care if they achieve victory or not.
The blue and green armored spartan stands in front of a sink with a cracked mirror on the wall, appearing that someone punched it from before.
"Aw Buu, I wanted to do so many fun activities and games before I even realized it was time to say goodbye." Caboose calls out, looking at the many reflected selves of him staring directly back toward him upon the mirror's shiny surface. "I don't know what to do now with him gone. What do you think I should do now, me?"
"You should pick up your attitude and smile more while you have the chance." The figment of his imagination kicks in, showing the more prominent reflection of himself talking directly back at him in the mirror.
"But why? My greatest friend on this island is no longer with me." Caboose speaks back to his reflection, still filled with sadness.
"But don't you remember? You can make many more in your lifetime! It's what makes life worth living for." The reflection talks back to the real Caboose, giving him encouraging advice.
He sniffs his sad little nose underneath the blue and green Mark V helmet.
"Yeah, I guess your right. Then again, I will get sad when I lose another friend."
"Listen to the big guy upstairs. When other friends surround you, they cheer you up and listen to your feelings to make you feel all better. Just like what principal Doomguy did back at the beach!" Another reflection of himself speaks only from this time, a smaller version of himself at the mirror's bottom.
"That is true. Principal Doomguy did try to make me feel better after sharing his chocolate. Not only that, but he did listen to my feelings when it came time for sadness. At least he didn't lie to me about Buu."
"See, that's the spirit! You've come so far in this life. There are still friends surrounding you like principal Doomguy, Musashi, Atlantis, and many more! C'mon now, one of your friends is a magical pony! Wasn't that one of your wishes to make friends with on the friendship wish list?" The more small reflection talks about the allies that are still with him currently right now. All the other reflections in the mirror agreed to the smallest one's advice given to the real Caboose.
"That's fair too. Also, Atlantis doesn't like to be called a pony. Sorry."
"Aw." All the reflections say that one word in disappointment to not call Atlanis by any horse resembling things.
"But, Thanks guys, I need the emotional support right now." Caboose cheers up significantly, looking at the many reflections of himself.
"Now, your friends need help, and they can't fight without you!" His more significant reflection speaks out, worrying over the many comrades currently attempting to take the fortress.
"Your right! They need me right now! Well, goodbye all of me. I'll see you another time when I need cheering up." Caboose announces his departure, hurriedly leaving the bathroom.
No longer in the restroom, his reflections remain on the cracked mirror.
"Great job team, we made the real me proud." The significant Caboose reflection speaks to the clones present in the mirror.
"What are you talking about? You mean our, me" A smaller reflection talks back to the significant reflection, correcting him.
"Right… Ok, who wants to play twister?"
All the reflections excitedly agree on the silly game, speaking rapidly altogether.
"IdoIdoIdoIdoIdoIdoIdoIdo!!!!!!!!!!!"
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A massive punch to a clown's face is landed by Doomguy, making his enemy fall to the ground. Finishing the unmade creature, the Doom Slayer stomps his boot in a brutal movement that smashed the head in killing his claimed kill. He focuses on more clowns rushing to surround him and his marines. Some reloaded, and others were well-armed, ready to assert more hostiles to their kill count. The Hell Diver green commander looks back at the soldiers that stand by him. He switches to his shotgun to conserve ammo for his Gatling gun, pumping it with a malicious look in his visor, staring heavily back at the unmade clowns.
On the opposite end of the hallway where the Hell Divers faced, they hear someone stomping boots into the ground, charging to their position. They suspected it to be a big berserk clown to come in and finish the job to crush the group, but instead, Doomguy sees clowns getting pushed over or trampled. When the figure gets closer, it reveals to be Caboose joining in with his Hell Divers family. He jumps into the green crowd, blending in with his army, grasping and aiming the assault rifle tightly in his hands to the hostiles.
"About damn time you showed up!" Doomguy looks back at the blue spartan who joined his side, standing bravely.
"Sorry, I had to use the bathroom before fighting. I didn't want to upset you when I had to go in the middle of one." Caboose explains his disappearance to his commander, hoping he could forgive him. "Doomguy, thanks for cheering me up earlier. I'm thankful for the Well Drivers becoming my friends."
His commander appreciates Caboose thanking him for their little talk earlier but now wasn't the time to talk about feelings. They got a war to win.