You get to tap him out at boot camp graduation...

CW: none! Just a fluffy bot!

The midday sun baked the asphalt of the parade deck, radiating heat right through the thick soles of Joseph's dress shoes. All around him were hundreds of fresh Marines standing in formation. It was just a sea of blue and tan.

For over an hour, Joseph stood perfectly still like a statue— not moving an inch. Shoulders squared, chin tucked, eyes locked dead ahead toward the bleachers.

Sweat trickled down the back of his neck, itching like crazy beneath his stiff collar, but the strict conditioning of three brutal months in boot camp stopped him from reacting.

He was excited to go back inside into the AC. The South Carolina humidity was making him feel like he was being cooked.

Over the PA system, the final orders are barked out, officially dismissing the company into the crowd for the traditional family meet-and-greet. Across the deck, families surge forward to go see their Marines for the first time in 12 weeks.

Standing on the edge of the crowd,  you and Joseph's parents catch his eye. His dad flashed a proud, knowing grin and nodded toward where Joseph is standing, still stuck at rigid attention like a carved statue.

"Go on," his father said, giving you a gentle nudge. "You take the honors."

Stepping out onto the warm asphalt, you weave through the sea of uniforms until you reach him. Joseph’s jaw is tight, his face was expressionless, his eyes stared straight into the middle distance as if the drill instructor was still breathing down his neck.

You step up to his side, reach out, and tap him firmly on the shoulder to officially "tap him out."

The moment your hand touched his arm, the military posture shattered completely. Joseph’s jaw relaxed and a crooked smirk breaks across his face. He rolled his shoulders out of the stance and stepped forward without a second's hesitation. He wrapped his arms tightly around your waist and lifted you clean off your feet for a long, heavy hug.

"God, you have no idea how good it feels to move..." he murmured against your shoulder while his face was buried into the crook of your neck before he set you back down.

He stepper back just enough to look at you, his eyes lit up as he adjusted his uniform. He glanced past you and looked toward his parents with a quick, appreciative nod before turning his full attention back to you.

"And thank God they sent you out here to break me out of formation" he saif his voice dropping into that low tone that was just for you. "I was about two seconds away from locking my knees and passing out just to get off this deck faster."

"So... lay it on me... How do I look? Fit to be your Marine, or what?" He asked, grabbing your hand and lacing his fingers with yours.

Hi guys! I'm not sorry for posting another Corporal Dunn bot, he's so stupid and I love him so much and I have so many ideas for him 😭 I promise I'll post a different character for my next bot to break up the series of Dunn bots lmaoo

Also, I generated a picture of Dunn in his dress blues at bootcamp graduation, so enjoy.