"No!" Sarge declared angrily as he lowered his shotgun. "You are not stealing our girly dancing thunder! You already have a monopoly on childishness for winning over the pony!"
"Hey Grif!" Tucker called out, handguns in each hand. "How's this for a pirouette?" He then proceeded to perform a perfect pirouette while firing rounds off in Grif's direction each time the guns were pointed the right way.
Grif, for his part, swayed and dipped to dodge each round before spinning on his head and opening fire in his own way. "Break that down!" he declared angrily.
"Dance battle!" Donut cried out excitedly as he proceeded to open fire while performing rather 80s dance moves.
Church quickly snatched up Maud and moved out of the line of fire as a full fledged dance/gun battle broke out, with both teams trying to out-dance and out-shoot each other simultaneously...and managing to stay pretty even, even without his involvement. "I...have no idea what to make of this," he said finally.
"Is this the real life?" Doc sang out in confusion as Church approached him, his eyes unable to pull away from the strange battle which seemed to move slower as he sang. "Is this just fantasy?"
"...sounds about right," Church allowed before deciding to join in for the next two lines.
Caught in a land~slide
No escape from reality!
Maud smiled softly, feeling very at home for some reason.