The Cartoncasters held their breaths. They approached each other in the field of battle, in Blood Gulch, but never as they imagined. Zane crept up from behind a protruding rock, shotgun in hand, as Ben boldly charged ahead, pistols blazing. A brief second of hesitation, indecision... then regret. Zane, a Red, and Ben, a Blue - there was only one way this could end. And after the dust settled, muffled sobbing sounds could be heard behind Zane's helmet, as he teabagged the shit out of that dirty Blue.
49 - Scrambl'd - Red vs. Blue