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A soldier in the Bean Army

[its-navy-bean]

It’s awesome being almost immortal

[notsogoodangel]

Navy probably started drinking when they lost their arm, knowing it was apparently a way to dull pain ((I'm building up an immunity to actual painkillers)). It just stuck after that.

Bean Army fun fact #105

oh fuck, but remember there’s this thing called: narcotics

I know what I’m talking about narcotics are not the same as pain killers

[its-navy-bean]

Whoops this was never responded too

Anything needing to be smoked is a no, smoking is hated

[its-navy-bean]

Navy: -eats a tidepod- what’s it gonna do, kill me?

Navy: -immediately throws up-

Red: This is why I can't leave anyone alone. God damnit

Navy: hahaha yodo swag

[its-navy-bean]

These are Christmas sweaters owned by Navy

[swedish-bean]

Swedish just looked at them for a moment, trying to understand that they were being completely serious. “Black Leader is gonna smite you if they find out it was you… but other than that the idea could work…”

[its-navy-bean]

Navy’s serious look turned into more a smug expression. “Emphasis on IF. They’d have to figure out it was me first.”

[swedish-bean]

She couldn’t help but smile a bit. “Then, how much are you willing to give for this mission? How much are you willing to sacrifice to raise a child?”

[its-navy-bean]

“I’d be willing to give up my middle finger knife,” Navy joked, “but in all seriousness, I would definitely cut back on the drinking, and that’s a pretty big thing to give knowing me.”

[swedish-bean]

She thought for a moment. “Would you give your life for this?” She said in all seriousness. “And how do you plan on taking care of a child in a base filled with weapons and dangerous shit?”

[its-navy-bean]

“I would give up my life for any kid.” Navy replied flatly. “As for taking care of the kid, I’m definitely going to need a different arm. Maybe the other beans will help take care of it too, like keeping an eye on it?”

[swedish-bean]

“Maybe…” she looked back at the arm, having very mixed feelings about the whole situation, it would be a lot of work.

[its-navy-bean]

“Maybe Lesley could help you with the arm so it’s not as much work?” It was a statement, but the way Navy said it made it seem more of a question.

[swedish-bean]

“No, I can handle baby proofing an arm, but your plan… what will you be doing while Zed gets the kid? How will we even get the kid out of there?”

[its-navy-bean]

“The Black Army has submarines right? Zed could get a kid and take a sub and meet me on the coast somewhere?” Again, it seemed more of a question then a well thought out plan.

[swedish-bean]

She thought for a moment, then nodded. “Okay.” She said plainly, not really knowing what else to say, or if there even was anything else to say.

[its-navy-bean]

Navy grabbed her in a one armed hug, smiling. “Thank you!”

[swedish-bean]

She hugged them back tightly. “… we’re gonna be parents…” she whispered, smiling.

[its-navy-bean]

“Yeah,” Navy whispered back, “we are.”

[zed-does-not-understand]

After some time, Zed was searched the base for the room with the babies. It wasn’t somewhere they had been before, so it wasn’t easy. But eventually they found it and broke in as quietly as possible.

After finally getting one of the babies they ran as fast as possible to the submarines while holding the baby so that it wouldn’t be bothered and cry. Then they finally stone a sub and fucking swam as fast as possible.

[its-navy-bean]

Navy had drove to the coast and was now waiting and watching the ocean for anything unusual, read: a submarine. They kept pacing around in the sand, at this rate there would be a circle ditch in the sand.

[zed-does-not-understand]

Eventually, finally, they arrived at the beach with the baby in the arms. They had parked the sub not too far away because it’d be impossible to actually park on the beach without stranding the sub. They walked up to Navy.

[its-navy-bean]

As soon as Navy saw the white hair they ran to Zed, smiling like a lunatic. Their eyes moved to the baby in Zed’s arms, and Navy’s smile grew, if that’s even possible.

[zed-does-not-understand]

The baby was moving a lot, probably from the cold. “Solis.” No more words seemed to be able to come out, only the child’s name. They carefully handed Navy the kid.

[its-navy-bean]

Navy took the child in their arms, cradling it the way a mother would holding her baby for the first time. “Solis.” They repeated to themself.

[zed-does-not-understand]

Zed stood there for a short moment, just looking at Navy holding Solis in their arms. “Be careful.” They lightly tapped the child on the nose. “They’re fragile.”

[its-navy-bean]

Navy nodded. “I will be careful with them.” They smiled at the tiny child.

[zed-does-not-understand]

Zed tapped Navy on the nose, just as gently as with the child. “Have to go now, see you at the base, take care.”

[its-navy-bean]

Navy laughed softly. “I will, you be careful going back too. See you soon.”

[zed-does-not-understand]

If Zed could smile they would. They turned around and quickly walked back to the sub and took off.

[its-navy-bean]

Navy walked back to the car cooing things at the child like “Hi Solis” or “you’re so adorable”. They put Solis down in the car seat they bought I advance and strapped them in, then got in the car themself. They turned to look one more time at Solis to make sure they were in the car seat properly, then took off back to the base.

[swedish-bean]

Swedish waited at the base for Navy to get back with Solis. She had prepared some stuff for the baby, and was now waiting impatiently at the entrance.

[its-navy-bean]

Navy climbed out of the car then walked around to unbuckle and pick up Solis. They made their way to the entrance of the base.

[swedish-bean]

“Navy!” Swed shouted the moment she saw them, and was already running to them.

[its-navy-bean]

Navy beamed and held out Solis a little. “We made it back safely!” There was a slight emphasis on “we”.

[swedish-bean]

Swed hugged them- both of them, gently to not make the baby cry. She looked at Solis and lightly stroke his cheek with her finger. “Hi there Solis~ ‘eyes’ to see you with my real eye this time~” she was grinning like a dork.

[its-navy-bean]

Navy groaned. “No, don’t ruin him with puns. I don’t know if I can handle it from both of you.” Despite their words, they smiled a little.

[swedish-bean]

Swedish snickered. “They’ll be a great at puns in no time, just look at them, they already look like one~”

[its-navy-bean]

"I can't believe this. My family is turning against me." Another groan, more exaggerated this time.

[swedish-bean]

Swedish just looked at them for a moment, trying to understand that they were being completely serious. “Black Leader is gonna smite you if they find out it was you… but other than that the idea could work…”

[its-navy-bean]

Navy’s serious look turned into more a smug expression. “Emphasis on IF. They’d have to figure out it was me first.”

[swedish-bean]

She couldn’t help but smile a bit. “Then, how much are you willing to give for this mission? How much are you willing to sacrifice to raise a child?”

[its-navy-bean]

“I’d be willing to give up my middle finger knife,” Navy joked, “but in all seriousness, I would definitely cut back on the drinking, and that’s a pretty big thing to give knowing me.”

[swedish-bean]

She thought for a moment. “Would you give your life for this?” She said in all seriousness. “And how do you plan on taking care of a child in a base filled with weapons and dangerous shit?”

[its-navy-bean]

“I would give up my life for any kid.” Navy replied flatly. “As for taking care of the kid, I’m definitely going to need a different arm. Maybe the other beans will help take care of it too, like keeping an eye on it?”

[swedish-bean]

“Maybe…” she looked back at the arm, having very mixed feelings about the whole situation, it would be a lot of work.

[its-navy-bean]

“Maybe Lesley could help you with the arm so it’s not as much work?” It was a statement, but the way Navy said it made it seem more of a question.

[swedish-bean]

“No, I can handle baby proofing an arm, but your plan… what will you be doing while Zed gets the kid? How will we even get the kid out of there?”

[its-navy-bean]

“The Black Army has submarines right? Zed could get a kid and take a sub and meet me on the coast somewhere?” Again, it seemed more of a question then a well thought out plan.

[swedish-bean]

She thought for a moment, then nodded. “Okay.” She said plainly, not really knowing what else to say, or if there even was anything else to say.

[its-navy-bean]

Navy grabbed her in a one armed hug, smiling. “Thank you!”

[swedish-bean]

She hugged them back tightly. “… we’re gonna be parents…” she whispered, smiling.

[its-navy-bean]

“Yeah,” Navy whispered back, “we are.”

[zed-does-not-understand]

After some time, Zed was searched the base for the room with the babies. It wasn’t somewhere they had been before, so it wasn’t easy. But eventually they found it and broke in as quietly as possible.

After finally getting one of the babies they ran as fast as possible to the submarines while holding the baby so that it wouldn’t be bothered and cry. Then they finally stone a sub and fucking swam as fast as possible.

[its-navy-bean]

Navy had drove to the coast and was now waiting and watching the ocean for anything unusual, read: a submarine. They kept pacing around in the sand, at this rate there would be a circle ditch in the sand.

[zed-does-not-understand]

Eventually, finally, they arrived at the beach with the baby in the arms. They had parked the sub not too far away because it’d be impossible to actually park on the beach without stranding the sub. They walked up to Navy.

[its-navy-bean]

As soon as Navy saw the white hair they ran to Zed, smiling like a lunatic. Their eyes moved to the baby in Zed’s arms, and Navy’s smile grew, if that’s even possible.

[zed-does-not-understand]

The baby was moving a lot, probably from the cold. “Solis.” No more words seemed to be able to come out, only the child’s name. They carefully handed Navy the kid.

[its-navy-bean]

Navy took the child in their arms, cradling it the way a mother would holding her baby for the first time. “Solis.” They repeated to themself.

[zed-does-not-understand]

Zed stood there for a short moment, just looking at Navy holding Solis in their arms. “Be careful.” They lightly tapped the child on the nose. “They’re fragile.”

[its-navy-bean]

Navy nodded. “I will be careful with them.” They smiled at the tiny child.

[zed-does-not-understand]

Zed tapped Navy on the nose, just as gently as with the child. “Have to go now, see you at the base, take care.”

[its-navy-bean]

Navy laughed softly. “I will, you be careful going back too. See you soon.”

[zed-does-not-understand]

If Zed could smile they would. They turned around and quickly walked back to the sub and took off.

[its-navy-bean]

Navy walked back to the car cooing things at the child like “Hi Solis” or “you’re so adorable”. They put Solis down in the car seat they bought I advance and strapped them in, then got in the car themself. They turned to look one more time at Solis to make sure they were in the car seat properly, then took off back to the base.

[swedish-bean]

Swedish waited at the base for Navy to get back with Solis. She had prepared some stuff for the baby, and was now waiting impatiently at the entrance.

[its-navy-bean]

Navy climbed out of the car then walked around to unbuckle and pick up Solis. They made their way to the entrance of the base.

[swedish-bean]

“Navy!” Swed shouted the moment she saw them, and was already running to them.

[its-navy-bean]

Navy beamed and held out Solis a little. “We made it back safely!” There was a slight emphasis on “we”.

[swedish-bean]

Swed hugged them- both of them, gently to not make the baby cry. She looked at Solis and lightly stroke his cheek with her finger. “Hi there Solis~ ‘eyes’ to see you with my real eye this time~” she was grinning like a dork.

[its-navy-bean]

Navy groaned. "No, don't ruin him with puns. I don't know if I can handle it from both of you." Despite their words, they smiled a little.

[swedish-bean]

Swedish just looked at them for a moment, trying to understand that they were being completely serious. “Black Leader is gonna smite you if they find out it was you… but other than that the idea could work…”

[its-navy-bean]

Navy’s serious look turned into more a smug expression. “Emphasis on IF. They’d have to figure out it was me first.”

[swedish-bean]

She couldn’t help but smile a bit. “Then, how much are you willing to give for this mission? How much are you willing to sacrifice to raise a child?”

[its-navy-bean]

“I’d be willing to give up my middle finger knife,” Navy joked, “but in all seriousness, I would definitely cut back on the drinking, and that’s a pretty big thing to give knowing me.”

[swedish-bean]

She thought for a moment. “Would you give your life for this?” She said in all seriousness. “And how do you plan on taking care of a child in a base filled with weapons and dangerous shit?”

[its-navy-bean]

“I would give up my life for any kid.” Navy replied flatly. “As for taking care of the kid, I’m definitely going to need a different arm. Maybe the other beans will help take care of it too, like keeping an eye on it?”

[swedish-bean]

“Maybe…” she looked back at the arm, having very mixed feelings about the whole situation, it would be a lot of work.

[its-navy-bean]

“Maybe Lesley could help you with the arm so it’s not as much work?” It was a statement, but the way Navy said it made it seem more of a question.

[swedish-bean]

“No, I can handle baby proofing an arm, but your plan… what will you be doing while Zed gets the kid? How will we even get the kid out of there?”

[its-navy-bean]

“The Black Army has submarines right? Zed could get a kid and take a sub and meet me on the coast somewhere?” Again, it seemed more of a question then a well thought out plan.

[swedish-bean]

She thought for a moment, then nodded. “Okay.” She said plainly, not really knowing what else to say, or if there even was anything else to say.

[its-navy-bean]

Navy grabbed her in a one armed hug, smiling. “Thank you!”

[swedish-bean]

She hugged them back tightly. “… we’re gonna be parents…” she whispered, smiling.

[its-navy-bean]

“Yeah,” Navy whispered back, “we are.”

[zed-does-not-understand]

After some time, Zed was searched the base for the room with the babies. It wasn’t somewhere they had been before, so it wasn’t easy. But eventually they found it and broke in as quietly as possible.

After finally getting one of the babies they ran as fast as possible to the submarines while holding the baby so that it wouldn’t be bothered and cry. Then they finally stone a sub and fucking swam as fast as possible.

[its-navy-bean]

Navy had drove to the coast and was now waiting and watching the ocean for anything unusual, read: a submarine. They kept pacing around in the sand, at this rate there would be a circle ditch in the sand.

[zed-does-not-understand]

Eventually, finally, they arrived at the beach with the baby in the arms. They had parked the sub not too far away because it’d be impossible to actually park on the beach without stranding the sub. They walked up to Navy.

[its-navy-bean]

As soon as Navy saw the white hair they ran to Zed, smiling like a lunatic. Their eyes moved to the baby in Zed’s arms, and Navy’s smile grew, if that’s even possible.

[zed-does-not-understand]

The baby was moving a lot, probably from the cold. “Solis.” No more words seemed to be able to come out, only the child’s name. They carefully handed Navy the kid.

[its-navy-bean]

Navy took the child in their arms, cradling it the way a mother would holding her baby for the first time. “Solis.” They repeated to themself.

[zed-does-not-understand]

Zed stood there for a short moment, just looking at Navy holding Solis in their arms. “Be careful.” They lightly tapped the child on the nose. “They’re fragile.”

[its-navy-bean]

Navy nodded. “I will be careful with them.” They smiled at the tiny child.

[zed-does-not-understand]

Zed tapped Navy on the nose, just as gently as with the child. “Have to go now, see you at the base, take care.”

[its-navy-bean]

Navy laughed softly. “I will, you be careful going back too. See you soon.”

[zed-does-not-understand]

If Zed could smile they would. They turned around and quickly walked back to the sub and took off.

[its-navy-bean]

Navy walked back to the car cooing things at the child like “Hi Solis” or “you’re so adorable”. They put Solis down in the car seat they bought I advance and strapped them in, then got in the car themself. They turned to look one more time at Solis to make sure they were in the car seat properly, then took off back to the base.

[swedish-bean]

Swedish waited at the base for Navy to get back with Solis. She had prepared some stuff for the baby, and was now waiting impatiently at the entrance.

[its-navy-bean]

Navy climbed out of the car then walked around to unbuckle and pick up Solis. They made their way to the entrance of the base.

[swedish-bean]

“Navy!” Swed shouted the moment she saw them, and was already running to them.

[its-navy-bean]

Navy beamed and held out Solis a little. "We made it back safely!" There was a slight emphasis on "we".

[swedish-bean]

Swedish just looked at them for a moment, trying to understand that they were being completely serious. “Black Leader is gonna smite you if they find out it was you… but other than that the idea could work…”

[its-navy-bean]

Navy’s serious look turned into more a smug expression. “Emphasis on IF. They’d have to figure out it was me first.”

[swedish-bean]

She couldn’t help but smile a bit. “Then, how much are you willing to give for this mission? How much are you willing to sacrifice to raise a child?”

[its-navy-bean]

“I’d be willing to give up my middle finger knife,” Navy joked, “but in all seriousness, I would definitely cut back on the drinking, and that’s a pretty big thing to give knowing me.”

[swedish-bean]

She thought for a moment. “Would you give your life for this?” She said in all seriousness. “And how do you plan on taking care of a child in a base filled with weapons and dangerous shit?”

[its-navy-bean]

“I would give up my life for any kid.” Navy replied flatly. “As for taking care of the kid, I’m definitely going to need a different arm. Maybe the other beans will help take care of it too, like keeping an eye on it?”

[swedish-bean]

“Maybe…” she looked back at the arm, having very mixed feelings about the whole situation, it would be a lot of work.

[its-navy-bean]

“Maybe Lesley could help you with the arm so it’s not as much work?” It was a statement, but the way Navy said it made it seem more of a question.

[swedish-bean]

“No, I can handle baby proofing an arm, but your plan… what will you be doing while Zed gets the kid? How will we even get the kid out of there?”

[its-navy-bean]

“The Black Army has submarines right? Zed could get a kid and take a sub and meet me on the coast somewhere?” Again, it seemed more of a question then a well thought out plan.

[swedish-bean]

She thought for a moment, then nodded. “Okay.” She said plainly, not really knowing what else to say, or if there even was anything else to say.

[its-navy-bean]

Navy grabbed her in a one armed hug, smiling. “Thank you!”

[swedish-bean]

She hugged them back tightly. “… we’re gonna be parents…” she whispered, smiling.

[its-navy-bean]

“Yeah,” Navy whispered back, “we are.”

[zed-does-not-understand]

After some time, Zed was searched the base for the room with the babies. It wasn’t somewhere they had been before, so it wasn’t easy. But eventually they found it and broke in as quietly as possible.

After finally getting one of the babies they ran as fast as possible to the submarines while holding the baby so that it wouldn’t be bothered and cry. Then they finally stone a sub and fucking swam as fast as possible.

[its-navy-bean]

Navy had drove to the coast and was now waiting and watching the ocean for anything unusual, read: a submarine. They kept pacing around in the sand, at this rate there would be a circle ditch in the sand.

[zed-does-not-understand]

Eventually, finally, they arrived at the beach with the baby in the arms. They had parked the sub not too far away because it’d be impossible to actually park on the beach without stranding the sub. They walked up to Navy.

[its-navy-bean]

As soon as Navy saw the white hair they ran to Zed, smiling like a lunatic. Their eyes moved to the baby in Zed’s arms, and Navy’s smile grew, if that’s even possible.

[zed-does-not-understand]

The baby was moving a lot, probably from the cold. “Solis.” No more words seemed to be able to come out, only the child’s name. They carefully handed Navy the kid.

[its-navy-bean]

Navy took the child in their arms, cradling it the way a mother would holding her baby for the first time. “Solis.” They repeated to themself.

[zed-does-not-understand]

Zed stood there for a short moment, just looking at Navy holding Solis in their arms. “Be careful.” They lightly tapped the child on the nose. “They’re fragile.”

[its-navy-bean]

Navy nodded. “I will be careful with them.” They smiled at the tiny child.

[zed-does-not-understand]

Zed tapped Navy on the nose, just as gently as with the child. “Have to go now, see you at the base, take care.”

[its-navy-bean]

Navy laughed softly. “I will, you be careful going back too. See you soon.”

[zed-does-not-understand]

If Zed could smile they would. They turned around and quickly walked back to the sub and took off.

[its-navy-bean]

Navy walked back to the car cooing things at the child like “Hi Solis” or “you’re so adorable”. They put Solis down in the car seat they bought I advance and strapped them in, then got in the car themself. They turned to look one more time at Solis to make sure they were in the car seat properly, then took off back to the base.

[swedish-bean]

Swedish waited at the base for Navy to get back with Solis. She had prepared some stuff for the baby, and was now waiting impatiently at the entrance.

[its-navy-bean]

Navy climbed out of the car then walked around to unbuckle and pick up Solis. They made their way to the entrance of the base.

[swedish-bean]

Swedish just looked at them for a moment, trying to understand that they were being completely serious. “Black Leader is gonna smite you if they find out it was you… but other than that the idea could work…”

[its-navy-bean]

Navy’s serious look turned into more a smug expression. “Emphasis on IF. They’d have to figure out it was me first.”

[swedish-bean]

She couldn’t help but smile a bit. “Then, how much are you willing to give for this mission? How much are you willing to sacrifice to raise a child?”

[its-navy-bean]

“I’d be willing to give up my middle finger knife,” Navy joked, “but in all seriousness, I would definitely cut back on the drinking, and that’s a pretty big thing to give knowing me.”

[swedish-bean]

She thought for a moment. “Would you give your life for this?” She said in all seriousness. “And how do you plan on taking care of a child in a base filled with weapons and dangerous shit?”

[its-navy-bean]

“I would give up my life for any kid.” Navy replied flatly. “As for taking care of the kid, I’m definitely going to need a different arm. Maybe the other beans will help take care of it too, like keeping an eye on it?”

[swedish-bean]

“Maybe…” she looked back at the arm, having very mixed feelings about the whole situation, it would be a lot of work.

[its-navy-bean]

“Maybe Lesley could help you with the arm so it’s not as much work?” It was a statement, but the way Navy said it made it seem more of a question.

[swedish-bean]

“No, I can handle baby proofing an arm, but your plan… what will you be doing while Zed gets the kid? How will we even get the kid out of there?”

[its-navy-bean]

“The Black Army has submarines right? Zed could get a kid and take a sub and meet me on the coast somewhere?” Again, it seemed more of a question then a well thought out plan.

[swedish-bean]

She thought for a moment, then nodded. “Okay.” She said plainly, not really knowing what else to say, or if there even was anything else to say.

[its-navy-bean]

Navy grabbed her in a one armed hug, smiling. “Thank you!”

[swedish-bean]

She hugged them back tightly. “… we’re gonna be parents…” she whispered, smiling.

[its-navy-bean]

“Yeah,” Navy whispered back, “we are.”

[zed-does-not-understand]

After some time, Zed was searched the base for the room with the babies. It wasn’t somewhere they had been before, so it wasn’t easy. But eventually they found it and broke in as quietly as possible.

After finally getting one of the babies they ran as fast as possible to the submarines while holding the baby so that it wouldn’t be bothered and cry. Then they finally stone a sub and fucking swam as fast as possible.

[its-navy-bean]

Navy had drove to the coast and was now waiting and watching the ocean for anything unusual, read: a submarine. They kept pacing around in the sand, at this rate there would be a circle ditch in the sand.

[zed-does-not-understand]

Eventually, finally, they arrived at the beach with the baby in the arms. They had parked the sub not too far away because it’d be impossible to actually park on the beach without stranding the sub. They walked up to Navy.

[its-navy-bean]

As soon as Navy saw the white hair they ran to Zed, smiling like a lunatic. Their eyes moved to the baby in Zed’s arms, and Navy’s smile grew, if that’s even possible.

[zed-does-not-understand]

The baby was moving a lot, probably from the cold. “Solis.” No more words seemed to be able to come out, only the child’s name. They carefully handed Navy the kid.

[its-navy-bean]

Navy took the child in their arms, cradling it the way a mother would holding her baby for the first time. “Solis.” They repeated to themself.

[zed-does-not-understand]

Zed stood there for a short moment, just looking at Navy holding Solis in their arms. “Be careful.” They lightly tapped the child on the nose. “They’re fragile.”

[its-navy-bean]

Navy nodded. “I will be careful with them.” They smiled at the tiny child.

[zed-does-not-understand]

Zed tapped Navy on the nose, just as gently as with the child. “Have to go now, see you at the base, take care.”

[its-navy-bean]

Navy laughed softly. “I will, you be careful going back too. See you soon.”

[zed-does-not-understand]

If Zed could smile they would. They turned around and quickly walked back to the sub and took off.

[its-navy-bean]

Navy walked back to the car cooing things at the child like "Hi Solis" or "you're so adorable". They put Solis down in the car seat they bought I advance and strapped them in, then got in the car themself. They turned to look one more time at Solis to make sure they were in the car seat properly, then took off back to the base.

[swedish-bean]

Swedish just looked at them for a moment, trying to understand that they were being completely serious. “Black Leader is gonna smite you if they find out it was you… but other than that the idea could work…”

[its-navy-bean]

Navy’s serious look turned into more a smug expression. “Emphasis on IF. They’d have to figure out it was me first.”

[swedish-bean]

She couldn’t help but smile a bit. “Then, how much are you willing to give for this mission? How much are you willing to sacrifice to raise a child?”

[its-navy-bean]

“I’d be willing to give up my middle finger knife,” Navy joked, “but in all seriousness, I would definitely cut back on the drinking, and that’s a pretty big thing to give knowing me.”

[swedish-bean]

She thought for a moment. “Would you give your life for this?” She said in all seriousness. “And how do you plan on taking care of a child in a base filled with weapons and dangerous shit?”

[its-navy-bean]

“I would give up my life for any kid.” Navy replied flatly. “As for taking care of the kid, I’m definitely going to need a different arm. Maybe the other beans will help take care of it too, like keeping an eye on it?”

[swedish-bean]

“Maybe…” she looked back at the arm, having very mixed feelings about the whole situation, it would be a lot of work.

[its-navy-bean]

“Maybe Lesley could help you with the arm so it’s not as much work?” It was a statement, but the way Navy said it made it seem more of a question.

[swedish-bean]

“No, I can handle baby proofing an arm, but your plan… what will you be doing while Zed gets the kid? How will we even get the kid out of there?”

[its-navy-bean]

“The Black Army has submarines right? Zed could get a kid and take a sub and meet me on the coast somewhere?” Again, it seemed more of a question then a well thought out plan.

[swedish-bean]

She thought for a moment, then nodded. “Okay.” She said plainly, not really knowing what else to say, or if there even was anything else to say.

[its-navy-bean]

Navy grabbed her in a one armed hug, smiling. “Thank you!”

[swedish-bean]

She hugged them back tightly. “… we’re gonna be parents…” she whispered, smiling.

[its-navy-bean]

“Yeah,” Navy whispered back, “we are.”

[zed-does-not-understand]

After some time, Zed was searched the base for the room with the babies. It wasn’t somewhere they had been before, so it wasn’t easy. But eventually they found it and broke in as quietly as possible.

After finally getting one of the babies they ran as fast as possible to the submarines while holding the baby so that it wouldn’t be bothered and cry. Then they finally stone a sub and fucking swam as fast as possible.

[its-navy-bean]

Navy had drove to the coast and was now waiting and watching the ocean for anything unusual, read: a submarine. They kept pacing around in the sand, at this rate there would be a circle ditch in the sand.

[zed-does-not-understand]

Eventually, finally, they arrived at the beach with the baby in the arms. They had parked the sub not too far away because it’d be impossible to actually park on the beach without stranding the sub. They walked up to Navy.

[its-navy-bean]

As soon as Navy saw the white hair they ran to Zed, smiling like a lunatic. Their eyes moved to the baby in Zed’s arms, and Navy’s smile grew, if that’s even possible.

[zed-does-not-understand]

The baby was moving a lot, probably from the cold. “Solis.” No more words seemed to be able to come out, only the child’s name. They carefully handed Navy the kid.

[its-navy-bean]

Navy took the child in their arms, cradling it the way a mother would holding her baby for the first time. “Solis.” They repeated to themself.

[zed-does-not-understand]

Zed stood there for a short moment, just looking at Navy holding Solis in their arms. “Be careful.” They lightly tapped the child on the nose. “They’re fragile.”

[its-navy-bean]

Navy nodded. “I will be careful with them.” They smiled at the tiny child.

[zed-does-not-understand]

Zed tapped Navy on the nose, just as gently as with the child. “Have to go now, see you at the base, take care.”

[its-navy-bean]

Navy laughed softly. "I will, you be careful going back too. See you soon."

[swedish-bean]

Swedish just looked at them for a moment, trying to understand that they were being completely serious. “Black Leader is gonna smite you if they find out it was you… but other than that the idea could work…”

[its-navy-bean]

Navy’s serious look turned into more a smug expression. “Emphasis on IF. They’d have to figure out it was me first.”

[swedish-bean]

She couldn’t help but smile a bit. “Then, how much are you willing to give for this mission? How much are you willing to sacrifice to raise a child?”

[its-navy-bean]

“I’d be willing to give up my middle finger knife,” Navy joked, “but in all seriousness, I would definitely cut back on the drinking, and that’s a pretty big thing to give knowing me.”

[swedish-bean]

She thought for a moment. “Would you give your life for this?” She said in all seriousness. “And how do you plan on taking care of a child in a base filled with weapons and dangerous shit?”

[its-navy-bean]

“I would give up my life for any kid.” Navy replied flatly. “As for taking care of the kid, I’m definitely going to need a different arm. Maybe the other beans will help take care of it too, like keeping an eye on it?”

[swedish-bean]

“Maybe…” she looked back at the arm, having very mixed feelings about the whole situation, it would be a lot of work.

[its-navy-bean]

“Maybe Lesley could help you with the arm so it’s not as much work?” It was a statement, but the way Navy said it made it seem more of a question.

[swedish-bean]

“No, I can handle baby proofing an arm, but your plan… what will you be doing while Zed gets the kid? How will we even get the kid out of there?”

[its-navy-bean]

“The Black Army has submarines right? Zed could get a kid and take a sub and meet me on the coast somewhere?” Again, it seemed more of a question then a well thought out plan.

[swedish-bean]

She thought for a moment, then nodded. “Okay.” She said plainly, not really knowing what else to say, or if there even was anything else to say.

[its-navy-bean]

Navy grabbed her in a one armed hug, smiling. “Thank you!”

[swedish-bean]

She hugged them back tightly. “… we’re gonna be parents…” she whispered, smiling.

[its-navy-bean]

“Yeah,” Navy whispered back, “we are.”

[zed-does-not-understand]

After some time, Zed was searched the base for the room with the babies. It wasn’t somewhere they had been before, so it wasn’t easy. But eventually they found it and broke in as quietly as possible.

After finally getting one of the babies they ran as fast as possible to the submarines while holding the baby so that it wouldn’t be bothered and cry. Then they finally stone a sub and fucking swam as fast as possible.

[its-navy-bean]

Navy had drove to the coast and was now waiting and watching the ocean for anything unusual, read: a submarine. They kept pacing around in the sand, at this rate there would be a circle ditch in the sand.

[zed-does-not-understand]

Eventually, finally, they arrived at the beach with the baby in the arms. They had parked the sub not too far away because it’d be impossible to actually park on the beach without stranding the sub. They walked up to Navy.

[its-navy-bean]

As soon as Navy saw the white hair they ran to Zed, smiling like a lunatic. Their eyes moved to the baby in Zed’s arms, and Navy’s smile grew, if that’s even possible.

[zed-does-not-understand]

The baby was moving a lot, probably from the cold. “Solis.” No more words seemed to be able to come out, only the child’s name. They carefully handed Navy the kid.

[its-navy-bean]

Navy took the child in their arms, cradling it the way a mother would holding her baby for the first time. “Solis.” They repeated to themself.

[zed-does-not-understand]

Zed stood there for a short moment, just looking at Navy holding Solis in their arms. “Be careful.” They lightly tapped the child on the nose. “They’re fragile.”

[its-navy-bean]

Navy nodded. "I will be careful with them." They smiled at the tiny child.

[swedish-bean]

Swedish just looked at them for a moment, trying to understand that they were being completely serious. “Black Leader is gonna smite you if they find out it was you… but other than that the idea could work…”

[its-navy-bean]

Navy’s serious look turned into more a smug expression. “Emphasis on IF. They’d have to figure out it was me first.”

[swedish-bean]

She couldn’t help but smile a bit. “Then, how much are you willing to give for this mission? How much are you willing to sacrifice to raise a child?”

[its-navy-bean]

“I’d be willing to give up my middle finger knife,” Navy joked, “but in all seriousness, I would definitely cut back on the drinking, and that’s a pretty big thing to give knowing me.”

[swedish-bean]

She thought for a moment. “Would you give your life for this?” She said in all seriousness. “And how do you plan on taking care of a child in a base filled with weapons and dangerous shit?”

[its-navy-bean]

“I would give up my life for any kid.” Navy replied flatly. “As for taking care of the kid, I’m definitely going to need a different arm. Maybe the other beans will help take care of it too, like keeping an eye on it?”

[swedish-bean]

“Maybe…” she looked back at the arm, having very mixed feelings about the whole situation, it would be a lot of work.

[its-navy-bean]

“Maybe Lesley could help you with the arm so it’s not as much work?” It was a statement, but the way Navy said it made it seem more of a question.

[swedish-bean]

“No, I can handle baby proofing an arm, but your plan… what will you be doing while Zed gets the kid? How will we even get the kid out of there?”

[its-navy-bean]

“The Black Army has submarines right? Zed could get a kid and take a sub and meet me on the coast somewhere?” Again, it seemed more of a question then a well thought out plan.

[swedish-bean]

She thought for a moment, then nodded. “Okay.” She said plainly, not really knowing what else to say, or if there even was anything else to say.

[its-navy-bean]

Navy grabbed her in a one armed hug, smiling. “Thank you!”

[swedish-bean]

She hugged them back tightly. “… we’re gonna be parents…” she whispered, smiling.

[its-navy-bean]

“Yeah,” Navy whispered back, “we are.”

[zed-does-not-understand]

After some time, Zed was searched the base for the room with the babies. It wasn’t somewhere they had been before, so it wasn’t easy. But eventually they found it and broke in as quietly as possible.

After finally getting one of the babies they ran as fast as possible to the submarines while holding the baby so that it wouldn’t be bothered and cry. Then they finally stone a sub and fucking swam as fast as possible.

[its-navy-bean]

Navy had drove to the coast and was now waiting and watching the ocean for anything unusual, read: a submarine. They kept pacing around in the sand, at this rate there would be a circle ditch in the sand.

[zed-does-not-understand]

Eventually, finally, they arrived at the beach with the baby in the arms. They had parked the sub not too far away because it’d be impossible to actually park on the beach without stranding the sub. They walked up to Navy.

[its-navy-bean]

As soon as Navy saw the white hair they ran to Zed, smiling like a lunatic. Their eyes moved to the baby in Zed’s arms, and Navy’s smile grew, if that’s even possible.

[zed-does-not-understand]

The baby was moving a lot, probably from the cold. “Solis.” No more words seemed to be able to come out, only the child’s name. They carefully handed Navy the kid.

[its-navy-bean]

Navy took the child in their arms, cradling it the way a mother would holding her baby for the first time. "Solis." They repeated to themself.

[swedish-bean]

Swedish just looked at them for a moment, trying to understand that they were being completely serious. “Black Leader is gonna smite you if they find out it was you… but other than that the idea could work…”

[its-navy-bean]

Navy’s serious look turned into more a smug expression. “Emphasis on IF. They’d have to figure out it was me first.”

[swedish-bean]

She couldn’t help but smile a bit. “Then, how much are you willing to give for this mission? How much are you willing to sacrifice to raise a child?”

[its-navy-bean]

“I’d be willing to give up my middle finger knife,” Navy joked, “but in all seriousness, I would definitely cut back on the drinking, and that’s a pretty big thing to give knowing me.”

[swedish-bean]

She thought for a moment. “Would you give your life for this?” She said in all seriousness. “And how do you plan on taking care of a child in a base filled with weapons and dangerous shit?”

[its-navy-bean]

“I would give up my life for any kid.” Navy replied flatly. “As for taking care of the kid, I’m definitely going to need a different arm. Maybe the other beans will help take care of it too, like keeping an eye on it?”

[swedish-bean]

“Maybe…” she looked back at the arm, having very mixed feelings about the whole situation, it would be a lot of work.

[its-navy-bean]

“Maybe Lesley could help you with the arm so it’s not as much work?” It was a statement, but the way Navy said it made it seem more of a question.

[swedish-bean]

“No, I can handle baby proofing an arm, but your plan… what will you be doing while Zed gets the kid? How will we even get the kid out of there?”

[its-navy-bean]

“The Black Army has submarines right? Zed could get a kid and take a sub and meet me on the coast somewhere?” Again, it seemed more of a question then a well thought out plan.

[swedish-bean]

She thought for a moment, then nodded. “Okay.” She said plainly, not really knowing what else to say, or if there even was anything else to say.

[its-navy-bean]

Navy grabbed her in a one armed hug, smiling. “Thank you!”

[swedish-bean]

She hugged them back tightly. “… we’re gonna be parents…” she whispered, smiling.

[its-navy-bean]

“Yeah,” Navy whispered back, “we are.”

[zed-does-not-understand]

After some time, Zed was searched the base for the room with the babies. It wasn’t somewhere they had been before, so it wasn’t easy. But eventually they found it and broke in as quietly as possible.

After finally getting one of the babies they ran as fast as possible to the submarines while holding the baby so that it wouldn’t be bothered and cry. Then they finally stone a sub and fucking swam as fast as possible.

[its-navy-bean]

Navy had drove to the coast and was now waiting and watching the ocean for anything unusual, read: a submarine. They kept pacing around in the sand, at this rate there would be a circle ditch in the sand.

[zed-does-not-understand]

Eventually, finally, they arrived at the beach with the baby in the arms. They had parked the sub not too far away because it’d be impossible to actually park on the beach without stranding the sub. They walked up to Navy.

[its-navy-bean]

As soon as Navy saw the white hair they ran to Zed, smiling like a lunatic. Their eyes moved to the baby in Zed's arms, and Navy's smile grew, if that's even possible.

[its-navy-bean]

Navy: -pours a shot-

Pinto: you shouldn't be drinking

Navy: its only a little

Pinto: oh, ok-

Navy: -drinks straight from the bottle-

Pinto: THATS NOT A LITTLE

@05nite10

[swedish-bean]

Swedish just looked at them for a moment, trying to understand that they were being completely serious. “Black Leader is gonna smite you if they find out it was you… but other than that the idea could work…”

[its-navy-bean]

Navy’s serious look turned into more a smug expression. “Emphasis on IF. They’d have to figure out it was me first.”

[swedish-bean]

She couldn’t help but smile a bit. “Then, how much are you willing to give for this mission? How much are you willing to sacrifice to raise a child?”

[its-navy-bean]

“I’d be willing to give up my middle finger knife,” Navy joked, “but in all seriousness, I would definitely cut back on the drinking, and that’s a pretty big thing to give knowing me.”

[swedish-bean]

She thought for a moment. “Would you give your life for this?” She said in all seriousness. “And how do you plan on taking care of a child in a base filled with weapons and dangerous shit?”

[its-navy-bean]

“I would give up my life for any kid.” Navy replied flatly. “As for taking care of the kid, I’m definitely going to need a different arm. Maybe the other beans will help take care of it too, like keeping an eye on it?”

[swedish-bean]

“Maybe…” she looked back at the arm, having very mixed feelings about the whole situation, it would be a lot of work.

[its-navy-bean]

“Maybe Lesley could help you with the arm so it’s not as much work?” It was a statement, but the way Navy said it made it seem more of a question.

[swedish-bean]

“No, I can handle baby proofing an arm, but your plan… what will you be doing while Zed gets the kid? How will we even get the kid out of there?”

[its-navy-bean]

“The Black Army has submarines right? Zed could get a kid and take a sub and meet me on the coast somewhere?” Again, it seemed more of a question then a well thought out plan.

[swedish-bean]

She thought for a moment, then nodded. “Okay.” She said plainly, not really knowing what else to say, or if there even was anything else to say.

[its-navy-bean]

Navy grabbed her in a one armed hug, smiling. “Thank you!”

[swedish-bean]

She hugged them back tightly. “… we’re gonna be parents…” she whispered, smiling.

[its-navy-bean]

“Yeah,” Navy whispered back, “we are.”

[zed-does-not-understand]

After some time, Zed was searched the base for the room with the babies. It wasn’t somewhere they had been before, so it wasn’t easy. But eventually they found it and broke in as quietly as possible.

After finally getting one of the babies they ran as fast as possible to the submarines while holding the baby so that it wouldn’t be bothered and cry. Then they finally stone a sub and fucking swam as fast as possible.

[its-navy-bean]

Navy had drove to the coast and was now waiting and watching the ocean for anything unusual, read: a submarine. They kept pacing around in the sand, at this rate there would be a circle ditch in the sand.

[swedish-bean]

Swedish just looked at them for a moment, trying to understand that they were being completely serious. “Black Leader is gonna smite you if they find out it was you… but other than that the idea could work…”

[its-navy-bean]

Navy’s serious look turned into more a smug expression. “Emphasis on IF. They’d have to figure out it was me first.”

[swedish-bean]

She couldn’t help but smile a bit. “Then, how much are you willing to give for this mission? How much are you willing to sacrifice to raise a child?”

[its-navy-bean]

“I’d be willing to give up my middle finger knife,” Navy joked, “but in all seriousness, I would definitely cut back on the drinking, and that’s a pretty big thing to give knowing me.”

[swedish-bean]

She thought for a moment. “Would you give your life for this?” She said in all seriousness. “And how do you plan on taking care of a child in a base filled with weapons and dangerous shit?”

[its-navy-bean]

“I would give up my life for any kid.” Navy replied flatly. “As for taking care of the kid, I’m definitely going to need a different arm. Maybe the other beans will help take care of it too, like keeping an eye on it?”

[swedish-bean]

“Maybe…” she looked back at the arm, having very mixed feelings about the whole situation, it would be a lot of work.

[its-navy-bean]

“Maybe Lesley could help you with the arm so it’s not as much work?” It was a statement, but the way Navy said it made it seem more of a question.

[swedish-bean]

“No, I can handle baby proofing an arm, but your plan… what will you be doing while Zed gets the kid? How will we even get the kid out of there?”

[its-navy-bean]

“The Black Army has submarines right? Zed could get a kid and take a sub and meet me on the coast somewhere?” Again, it seemed more of a question then a well thought out plan.

[swedish-bean]

She thought for a moment, then nodded. “Okay.” She said plainly, not really knowing what else to say, or if there even was anything else to say.

[its-navy-bean]

Navy grabbed her in a one armed hug, smiling. “Thank you!”

[swedish-bean]

She hugged them back tightly. “… we’re gonna be parents…” she whispered, smiling.

[its-navy-bean]

"Yeah," Navy whispered back, "we are."

[swedish-bean]

Swedish just looked at them for a moment, trying to understand that they were being completely serious. “Black Leader is gonna smite you if they find out it was you… but other than that the idea could work…”

[its-navy-bean]

Navy’s serious look turned into more a smug expression. “Emphasis on IF. They’d have to figure out it was me first.”

[swedish-bean]

She couldn’t help but smile a bit. “Then, how much are you willing to give for this mission? How much are you willing to sacrifice to raise a child?”

[its-navy-bean]

“I’d be willing to give up my middle finger knife,” Navy joked, “but in all seriousness, I would definitely cut back on the drinking, and that’s a pretty big thing to give knowing me.”

[swedish-bean]

She thought for a moment. “Would you give your life for this?” She said in all seriousness. “And how do you plan on taking care of a child in a base filled with weapons and dangerous shit?”

[its-navy-bean]

“I would give up my life for any kid.” Navy replied flatly. “As for taking care of the kid, I’m definitely going to need a different arm. Maybe the other beans will help take care of it too, like keeping an eye on it?”

[swedish-bean]

“Maybe…” she looked back at the arm, having very mixed feelings about the whole situation, it would be a lot of work.

[its-navy-bean]

“Maybe Lesley could help you with the arm so it’s not as much work?” It was a statement, but the way Navy said it made it seem more of a question.

[swedish-bean]

“No, I can handle baby proofing an arm, but your plan… what will you be doing while Zed gets the kid? How will we even get the kid out of there?”

[its-navy-bean]

“The Black Army has submarines right? Zed could get a kid and take a sub and meet me on the coast somewhere?” Again, it seemed more of a question then a well thought out plan.

[swedish-bean]

She thought for a moment, then nodded. “Okay.” She said plainly, not really knowing what else to say, or if there even was anything else to say.

[its-navy-bean]

Navy grabbed her in a one armed hug, smiling. "Thank you!"