Boot Camp Buddies Series

🎖️ Boot Camp Buddies – The Complete Series
Faith, friendship, and a whole lot of funny business!

Welcome to Camp Follow-You, where the drills are spiritual, the recruits are lovable, and one hilariously offbeat soldier named Chester Romeo Hunkalunk keeps everyone on their toes.

This 5-part comedy drama series is packed with biblical lessons, military mayhem, and catchy marching songs—all designed to engage and inspire your church, youth group, or VBS audience.

📘 What You'll Get:
1️⃣ Love – The team learns to support each other (John 13:35)
2️⃣ Trust – When the going gets tough, faith must come first (Proverbs 3:5)
3️⃣ Prayer – Even recruits need a good prayer life (James 5:16)
4️⃣ Obey – Learning to follow commands with the right heart (John 14:15)
5️⃣ Recap – The soldiers march back through all they’ve learned!

🎵 Each segment includes a custom marching song to reinforce the theme in a fun and memorable way.
⏱ Each skit runs about 7 minutes—perfect for quick lessons with big impact!
🎭 Flexible cast of 6 (male or female roles)

From goofy misunderstandings to heartfelt moments, the Boot Camp Buddies series brings Scripture to life in a way your group won’t forget.

📦 Order the full series for the best value and biggest laughs!

• In this first segment we find out how this . . group . . will show their love and support for each other. (John 13:35)
• In the second segment we find the importance of trust. (Proverbs 3:5)
• In the third segment we learn of the place, and the power, of prayer. (James 5:16)
• In the fourth segment we find out the importance of obeying. (John 14:15)
• In the final (fifth) segment the soldiers recap what they have learned.
  Each segment has a “marching” song written to the theme.

Cast: 6 (could be male or female)
Hunkalunk, male recruit (a Gomer Pyle type person)
Adams, female recruit
Michaels, female, recruit
Sarge, male, blustery officer
Lieutenant, female, from headquarters
Captain, m or f, from headquarters

Lighting, set: standard

Sound: song “Follow Him” arranged and recorded by DramaShareDramaShare members will find this song file in their order.
NOTE that there are three music files from which to choose: the standard file, which will work in most cases; a file with a longer introduction; and a file “Marching Music,” which can be used as interlude or background music.

Costumes: could be military uniforms for all except Hunkalunk

Props: big box for segment 2, chair

Time: 7 minutes each segment (approx), total 35 minutes (1st session slightly longer)

Bootcamp Buddies: Day 1 – Love

(Michaels wanders on stage at parade grounds area, looks around, bored. Adams comes on stage, sees Michaels, walks over.)

Adams: Hey there, you look lost. Are you new here at Camp Follow-You too?

Michaels: For sure am! Name is Toni Michaels . . . sorry, I should say . . Private Michaels.

Adams: Private Adams here!

Michaels: I am so excited about being here at boot camp!

Adams: Me too! I’ve been wanting to go to Camp Follow-You like . . forever!

(Hunkalunk wanders on stage, wearing beach clothes, no shoes. Other actors watch and wonder.)

Michaels: Uhhh, can we help you?

Hunkalunk: Came out to be part of this here Camp Follow-You thingie.

Michaels: “Camp Follow-You thingie”?

Hunkalunk: Yeppers! . . And like what’s you guys’s names?

Adams (proudly): I am . . Private . .

Hunkalunk: Oh sorry, didn’t realize it was a secret . . (to Michaels) . . And your name is . . . ?

Michaels (proudly): I am . . Private . .

Hunkalunk: Well I’ll be dogged . . first day at Camp Follow-You and I run into the secret service fellas first thing off the bat!

Michaels: No, you don’t understand, we are . . . private . .

Hunkalunk: Say no more, my lips are sealed! An outright pleasure to make the acquaintance of two of our finest undercover officers, for sure!

(Sarge comes on stage, sees the others.)

Sarge: Hattenchun!

(Michaels and Adams snap to attention. Hunkalunk moves to Sarge, slaps him on the back.)

Hunkalunk: Hey there good buddy, how’s the world treatin’ you today?

Sarge (angry): I beg your pardon, how dare you? . . I am . .

Hunkalunk: You new here too? I came in on the 8:20 bus from Goose Feathers, Iowa, been wanderin’ around the camp . . stick with me, I can show you around.

Sarge (furious): Soldier, I will have you court-martialed, I will . .

Hunkalunk: Oh don’t be goin’ on like that, no need to thank me . . . But I best give you a heads up, (points to Michaels and Adams) these two, best leave them be. .

Sarge (to the other two): What’s your names? . .

(Hunkalunk moves to Sarge, puts his hand over Sarge’s mouth to silence him, whispers to Sarge.)

Hunkalunk: Shhhhhhhhh! . . .That there is like . . private . . . My guess is these two are like secret service fellas. Just best leave them alone is my advice. . . Don’t want you to get yourself in trouble, what with this bein’ your first day at Camp Follow-You and all.

Sarge (angry): Get your hands off me soldier or you will be begging to peel potatoes in the kitchen!

Hunkalunk: Anytime you need taters peeled you just call on old Chester Romeo Hunkalunk, (puts arm around Sarge’s shoulder) I’d for sure be pleased to help out!

Sarge (furious): I will have you know I am the sergeant of this here platoon and . .

Hunkalunk: Don’t you be puttin’ yourself down fella. Why just like my mom told me before I left Goose Feathers, Iowa, she said, “Boy . . .” . . she always calls me boy on account of all the others in my family are girls . . except for my two hound dogs, they are boys too and . . .

Sarge (enraged): I have heard quite enough! . . Now I do not have time for this. The Lieutenant from headquarters will be here any minute now for inspection, and he will be reporting back to the General himself! . . So we had better . .

(Lieutenant comes on stage, looks around. Adams, Michaels, and Sarge jump to attention, Hunkalunk waves, very friendly.)

Lieutenant: Oh there you are! I have come from headquarters to welcome you new recruits. Good to see you, Sergeant! And here we have some of the country’s finest . .

Hunkalunk: Well, sir, so sweet of you to call me the best, but you ain’t hardly even seen what I can do yet!

Lieutenant: Well, I want to tell you soldiers the reason for boot camp here at Camp Follow-You. See, boot camp is not just the name of the place where we are at, it’s also what we do while we are here. Boot camp means we learn the skills to go into battle against enemy forces.

Adams, Michaels, and Sarge (salute): Yes, sir!

Bootcamp Buddies: Day 3 – Prayer

“Therefore confess your sins to each other and pray for each other so that you may be healed. The prayer of a righteous man is powerful and effective.”

Hunkalunk, Sarge, Lieutenant, Michaels, and Adams come on stage, talking.

Lieutenant: And we just got news that a Captain from headquarters is coming here today.
Hunkalunk: Ain’t that sweet that they are sendin’ us a Captain to visit!
Sarge: Well we all need to be on our best behaviour, dressed up nice and... (looks at Hunkalunk’s feet) ...Hunkalunk, how come you still aren’t wearing boots?
Hunkalunk: Hey, back in Goose Feathers, Iowa we don’t hardly never wear shoes, unless when there’s maybe three feet of snow on the ground.
Sarge: Well this here is the army and everybody wears boots, understand? Now you go get them on before the Captain shows up, cause he will—

Captain comes on stage. All except Hunkalunk snap to attention and salute.

Captain: As you were! Wait—you! (points to Hunkalunk) You have always been “as you were”! What gives with you, soldier? Didn’t you see me come on the boot camp?
Hunkalunk: Oh for sure I saw you, but thing is, I didn’t know your name—otherwise I for sure would have said hey.
Captain: You don’t need to know my name. You saw the uniform and my medals...
Hunkalunk moves to the Captain, touches, breathes on medals, polishes them with Captain’s shirt.
Hunkalunk: These medals are for sure awesome. You ever need them polished, you just yell and it’s done! Now then, Cappie...
Captain: Cappie?! How dare you call me Cappie?!
Hunkalunk: Us guys at Camp Follow-You don’t hold on formality. (to others) Do we guys?

All others look flustered, don’t speak.

Captain: Well, you listen to me, Private—
Hunkalunk: Why for folks keep callin’ me “private”? I ain’t no secret service! (points to Michaels and Adams) These two fellas are the private guys—secret service.
Captain: I have no idea what you are talking about, soldier!
Hunkalunk: Excuse me sir, but—
Captain: Recruit, did I ask you to speak?
Hunkalunk: No you didn’t sir, but that’s OK, I forgive you. See, we all make mistakes.
Captain: Mistakes?! Look here, let’s get one thing straight—as your Captain I do not, let me repeat, do not make mistakes!
Hunkalunk (patronizing, arm around Captain): There, there! Of course you do, we all make mistakes. Anyhow, what I was about to say when you interrupted was...
Captain: Interrupted?! You—just a recruit! Now what’s your name?
Hunkalunk (proudly): Chester Romeo Hunkalunk from Goose Feathers, Iowa, sir. Thanks for askin’.
Captain (feigned respect): Soldier Hunkalunk! May I call you “soldier”?
Hunkalunk: No, sir, I would be grateful if you call me by the name my momma gave me—Chester Romeo. Did you know that my name is a combination of the names of my two great-granddaddies on my daddy’s side of the family and that...
Captain: That is quite enough, soldier! Judging by the looks of you—no shoes, hair a mess—I’m not sure how you have a prayer of becoming a soldier...
Hunkalunk: Oh, don’t you go worryin’ on that account sir, I know all about prayin’. My daddy, he’s the senior pastor at Light of the Mornin’ Dew Church in Goose Feathers, Iowa. He teaches every person who walks through the door to learn to pray real good. So don’t you be worryin’ about teachin’ me about prayer... but maybe we outta spend extra time on these folks. (looks at Michaels and Adams, lowers voice as an aside) Likely private secret service fellas don’t get time to do much prayin’.

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