This is a new AU that I am working on with Petchricor that features the Reds and the Blues as cousins. I hope that you like it, and will review it. I hope that it is not too confusing, but if it is, remember, it's still kind of a work in progress.

I don't own RedvsBlue RoosterTeeth does.

The car was silent as Sarge drove to their new home. Sarge because he didn't know what to say, Tucker and Church because they were too annoyed, and Caboose just really didn't understand what was going on.

The Blues had plenty of reason to be annoyed. Their mom had died when they were little so they were raised by their, eccentric, dad for the longest time.

It wasn't too bad of a life, their dad was just a little weird sometimes, but then he had to go and die of an Aspirin overdose.

Now they were being forced to leave their perfectly nice home, and being shipped off to live with their mom's brother.

They didn't see their 'uncle' Sarge or their cousins 'the reds' very often.

The Blues were perfectly happy staying as far away as possible from their annoying cousins and crazy uncle.

Honestly, the two families acted like mortal enemies most of the time.

They only ever say each other during the holidays and those visits were always strained, with the blues staying on one side of the room and the reds staying on the other.

Now they were going to have to leave behind their home, school, and all their friends to go live with much hated family.

So yeah, Tucker and Church had a lot of reasons to be annoyed.

Sarge cleared his throat, and the three Blues looked at their uncle.

"We should be there soon," he said in that ridiculous southern accent of his. "We can unpack your stuff and get it into your new rooms right away."

"Are we going to have our own rooms?" Church asked flatly already knowing what the answer would be.

Sarge shook his head.

"You'll have to share," he said. "Grif and Simmons got a room. You and Tucker will get a room, and Caboose will have to share with Donut."

Tucker and Church exchanged weary glances. They didn't like the idea of sharing a room with each other, but it beat having to share with either the kiss-ass or the fat-ass.

Caboose smiled broadly.

"I get to share a room with the Muffin Man?" he asked. "That is so cool! He always has the best stories!"

Tucker rolled his eyes while Church groaned.

Caboose and Donut seemed to be the only two that could get along in the little messed up group they called their family.

Sarge pulled into the drive-way, and the Blues got out of the car to get a good look at their new home.

However, yelling interrupted their thoughts.

"This is my side of the room! Stay off it!" an angry voice yelled loud enough to be heard outside

"We're supposed to be sharing this room Simmons," another voice taunted. "How do you think Sarge would react if he found out the kiss-ass wasn't being all sharesy?"

"That's not even a real word!" the first voice all but screeched.

"Shut your mouths, and come say hello to your cousins!" Sarge ordered yelling loud enough to be heard from outside.

The door opened quickly and a small pink figure came darting out.

"Caboose!" Donut shouted.

"Biscuit!" Caboose replied happily turning towards his pink clad cousin.

Donut smiled and came to stand next to his cousin.

"It's still Donut," he said his voice patient and kind.

He turned around and glanced at Church and Tucker.

"Hey," he said half-heartedly giving them a small wave.

Except for Caboose, he mostly found his cousins to be rude jerks, always teasing him mercilessly for the nickname he had gotten from his mom before she walked out on them, and making fun of him.

Church and Tucker found Donut less irritating than either of his brothers, but his cheerful attitude and quirky personality made him annoying, really annoying.

Church gave him a small half-smile and muttered a quiet hello.

Tucker rolled his eyes and said, "Hey Pinkie Pie."

Sarge shot a glare of disapproval in Tuckers direction which caused his teal clad nephew to flinch slightly.

"Hey Donut," Tucker corrected, faking as much enthusiasm as he possibly could.

Sarge gave a nod of approval and then stared expectantly at the door.

Simmons came out of the door next pulling behind him a very reluctant Grif.

"Hey," they said in unison, their tones dull and reluctant.

They came to stand with their younger brother when Sarge reached out and smacked Grif in the back of his head.

"Ow!" Grif yelped crossly glaring at his father for a bit. "What was that for?"

"What did I tell you boys about cursing?" Sarge asked in a scolding tone.

"Only do it when you're not around," Donut said cheerfully before turning to talk to his cousin again.

"It'll be so great having you live here with us. It'll be like having a big sleepover!" he said, bouncing up and down just a bit.

Simmons forced a smile on his face.

"Yeah you guys, being here, all the time, never leaving. It's going to be…great," Simmons ground out, his jaw clenched slightly.

Grif crossed his arms and muttered, "Wonderful."

Nodding his head, Sarge headed into the house, leaving the six boys alone outside.

"Your house still looks like shit," Church said flatly once his uncle was safely out of hearing range.

"If you don't like it, you're more than welcome to find some other place to sleep," Simmons snapped, his smile quickly turning into a scowl.

Grif's eyes shot up from the ground and leveled with Tucker's.

"You still an immature pervert?" Grif asked dryly.

Tucker narrowed his eyes.

"Are you still a lazy fat-ass?" he asked venomous.

Donut's eyes darted back and forth between the four older boys, his face full of worry.

He forced a smile and turned towards Caboose.

"You get to stay in my room," he said, trying to keep things cheerful.

"Where's Church going to sleep?" Caboose asked curiously. "Can he stay in our room? That would be the best thing ever!"

Church scoffed and crossed his arms.

"I'm bunking with Tucker Caboose," he said annoyed, mentally shivering at the thought of staying in the same room as his idiotic brother and fruity cousin.

"Who is Tucker Caboose?" Caboose asked his eyes going wide with wonder and confusion.

All the boys except for Donut groaned.

"He's going to stay with Tucker in Grif's old room," Donut said enthusiastically, smiling reassuringly.

Tucker groaned.

"Why do we have to stay in his room?" he asked resentfully. "There's no telling what he did in there!"

"Nothing worse than anything you probably did in your room!" Grif snapped.

Before another argument could break out, Sarge's voice interrupted.

"Boys! Stop lollygagging and get inside!" he shouted.

Simmons turned and quickly head into the house. Grif followed shortly after glaring one last time at Tucker. Donut grabbed Caboose's hand and dragged him along as he followed his brothers into the house.

Church scowled, and Tucker crossed his arms, but they both walked into the house.

They could already tell they weren't going to like their new living arrangements.

Well that's the first chapter. Big thanks to Petch for helping me with this.