When Spartans Go Bad is a fanfiction by Zeon1. It is an AU which follows the Blood Gulch crew as naughty kids.


"Hey, Tucker?" said the young, black-haired young man named Church, "got any stolen tickets or some of that?"

"Wait a minute," Tucker replied, sticking his hands in his pockets and rifling for a minute, "nope, sorry Church, I got nothing."

"Darn," Church swore, "guess we can't get into that movie."

"Not that we could have anyway," Tucker replied, "we can't get into an R-rated one."

"Listen, I already told you a system," Church countered, "we buy tickets to a different movie. Then we go inside, and walk into the small hallway were all the movies are. We go into the movie we actually want. Kazing!"

"But what if those patrolmen find us?"

"We hide," Church shrugged, "plain and simple."

Tucker nodded, thinking over and pondering the validility of his best friend's plan. Suddenly another thought occured to him and he started. "Hey, were's Caboose?"

"Probably in the bathroom," Church said, "who cares? The way I see it, if he's not here, then he's not bothering us."

"Um, Church?" came a long voice from down the alley. Church cursed, then straightened. A young man came into view, with blond hair in a military-style cut, a bit of toilet paper trailing behind him.

"Yeah, Caboose?"

"I'm not sure, but I think I clogged the toilet again."

"Geeze, Caboose," said Tucker, "why do you clog it every single freakin' time? It just doesn't make any sense!"

"Shut up, Stupid Tucker," Caboose replied.

"Shut up, both of you," Church said, ending the conversation. He leaned against the wall, then said, "Hey, I got the new Medal of Honor on my PS3. Want to go shoot some Taliban?"

"Sure, why not?" Tucker responded. Caboose gave a happy nod. Church peeled himself off the wall and began heading down the alley, with his two cronies friends, following behind.

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