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“WHAT?!!?!”

It was a normal scene in Lanolin’s office, especially when these two were assigned together.

“I HATE THAT FUCKER!”

“ALL THEY’RE GONNA DO IS SLOW ME DOWN!”

Maybe if she had had another pot of coffee today, she would have the energy to deal with this.

“Look. This mission is sensitive, which is why we brought Tide back on for this. He knows how to handle himself.”

The otter gave the tenrec next to him a wide, knowing grin. Obviously Surge wasn’t happy with this information.

“I’m not done. But, due to some… more technical aspects, Surge’s skill set is needed.”

Surge shoved Tide in the arm.

“See? I’m more “technical”.”

“Debatable.”

Surge scrunched her muzzle and growled, an electric current sparking between the rings on her hands.

“ I’ll show you what’s debatable- ”

Lanolin stepped in between the two.

“We are not fighting in my office. Kill each other out in the field for all I care, I just vacuumed the carpet around my desk.”

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It was storming outside.

After the two had been dropped off by a truck a few miles away, they started making the trek to a known base of operations for a group of insurgents that had allegedly allied with Eggman, placing nearby towns under corrupt regimes for materials to fuel the Doctor’s machines of destruction.

Apparently one of the squirrels near the area tipped off the Restoration. Tide believed the name was Rachel.

“Man, I’m bored.”

“You’ve said that sixteen times already and we aren’t even halfway there yet, Turnip. Be patient.”

“Actually, I could…”

“Could what?”

Surge didn’t answer as she bolted away in a streak of green and yellow, knocking Tide into a puddle.

“Catch ya later, chump!”

She was always like this.

He’d have to dry himself off later. The objective came first.

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“Do you think those interns at the Ass- toration have caught on yet?”

Two militants were guarding a door to the compound.

“That was quite possibly the worst wordplay I have ever heard come out of your mouth-”

Like a flash of lightning (both literally and figuratively), a green tenrec popped up in front of the two.

“Surprise!”

They could barely lift up their burst wispons before Surge slammed their heads together.

“Let’s see…”

She pulled the controls to the door off the wall in a mess of sparks and wires.

She then stuck some of the live wire ends in her mouth and chomped down, eyes beginning to glow a neon teal.

“Let’s have some fun, shall we?”

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Surge had already cleared a couple of rooms by the time Tide caught up with her.

“WHAT THE HELL IS YOUR PROBLEM!”

“What? I’m doing what they asked”.

She kicked away a limp hand.

“I WANTED TO DO THIS WITHOUT ALERTING EVERYONE IMMEDIATELY!”

“It makes it cooler that way. More fighting.”

Tide groaned.

“You’re insufferable.”

“Why thank you, four-eyes.”

The tenrec stepped out of the way of the next door, motioning towards it condescendingly.

“After you.”

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After a bit longer of the duo running through the building killing everyone on sight, they made it to a courtyard near the center.

Tide motioned around with his free hand, other one securely gripping the sniper handle.

The two sat there in silence for two seconds.

“I have no idea what that’s supposed to mean.”

The otter looked unamused.

“It’s still raining, right?”

“Yes, captain obvious.”

“Asshole.”

“Bitch.”

“Motherfucker.”

“Shithead-”

“ Anyways , just go down there and shock the ground. Because it’s wet, it should be like walking on a Tesla coil. I’ll handle the stragglers.”

Surge grinned devilishly.

“I like your style, hotshot.”

“If you were any more of a man, I would take that as flirting.”

…

…

…

“You know, maybe-”

Tide had left and set up a sniper perch by the front.

“ -I am. ”

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Tide had been right.

Almost all of the insurgents had been electrocuted to death because of the floor turning into a shock hazard.

Surge kicked a soldier in the groin before throwing them once they keeled over.

Tide answered by shooting them in the head.

“I think that’s the last of ‘em.” The tenrec remarked.

A gunshot rang through the outside section.

One final operative had tried to sneak up on Surge with a metal pipe, but had failed, as seen by the bullet hole through their muzzle.

“Nope. You really are blind, aren’t you?”

“THEY WERE BEHIND ME, WHAT WAS I SUPPOSED TO DO?”

“Maybe watch your back.”

…

“You said something earlier, what was it?”

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“So, let me get this straight, because of me, the fact that so many people already call you a guy, and how you actually kinda like it, you’re a trans dude now?”

The two had been on the journey back, the rain having cleared. Evidence of it was still present in puddles and on how soaked Tide was.

“Yep.”

Tide doubled over, laughing.

“WHAT? WHAT’S SO FUNNY?”

“YOU’RE JUST REALIZING THIS NOW ? IT WAS PRETTY OBVIOUS!”

“I’VE BEEN BUSY THINKING!”

“OH, WOW, THAT’S A FIRST!”

“TAKES ONE TO KNOW ONE!”

“WELL AT LEAST I’M RELIEVED THAT YOU FINALLY UNDERSTAND GENDER!”

“FUCKER!”

“BITCH!”

“BASTARD!”

“ASSHOLE!”

“PIECE OF SHIT!”

Tide turned around, grumbling.

Surge kept on mocking him.

“FOUR EYES! STICK! COULDN’T HIT THE BROADSIDE OF A BARN! COWARD! ABSOLUTE BUFFOON-”

Tide grabbed Surge by the collar and shoved his face against his, holding him there for a good minute before pulling away and punching Surge in the face.

“THERE! WILL THAT MAKE YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP?”

“Gayass.”

“Yeah, we’re both dudes, no shit that’s gay. Now hurry up or I hit you with this gun like it’s a baseball bat.”

Now he could definitely get used to this.