Blue Base
Raph looked up when he heard the cries of Drake getting louder and louder. "What the-" He set down the magazine he was reading and got up to see what all the commotion was about. "How many times are you gonna call me Ralph before you get it right? It's Raph. R-A-P-H." He stepped out to see the team shouting over at the reds. "What's going on? Is it Berate-The-Reds-With-No-Mercy o'clock again? I thought we already did that today?" He asked. He looked around to see if he could see the reds off in the distance, but they were too far. "Can they even hear us from here?"
Red Base
"But I don't even understand why we WANT a box canyon, sir. I mean, if I didn't know any better, I would think that we were only here just to kill the Blues!" I walk up to the roof of the base and look out at Blue Base, just in time to hear Drake shouting at them. "Uh... Oh yeah?! Well, you, uh, bluediots need to get ready for a butt-kicking!" He yelled at the top of his lungs, then chuckled at himself. "Hehehe, Bluediot... It's a combination of 'Blue' and 'idiot'." He laughed again.