Snow dayIt wasn't too often during his employment with BLU was he given the opportunity to really reminisce and think of home.
So when they awoke to a fresh blanket of snow he couldn't at all remember the last time he had been so happy for something.
Of course he wasn't the only one who was delighted to find what had come over night, finding the Scout and Pyro just as excited and ready to get out and enjoy it.
It wasn't too big of a surprise to find the letter from the Administrator outlining that because of the unexpected weather the days fighting would be cancelled and the two factions would have to find something else to busy themselves with.
That was when he came up with his idea.
As a child back home he remembered fondly of the days and countless hours he and many of the other boys had spent building and perfecting their forts preparing for the upcoming war.
There would be no dying, he explained to the others, that the name of the game was to simply take the other 'teams' fort whilst pelt
Iridescent TeaserIridescent teaser (Spy/heavy fanfic)
I wasn’t sure how long spy had been in that small, closed off room with Soldier and Medic, but for him, it must have felt like hours. His screams of agony echoed off the cement walls of the dungeon that lie beneath RED’s base, one room being for our held captives which we rarely received, and the three cells that were dirty and smelled of rat feces and god knew what else. I had no clue why BLU spy was here, what he’d been charged of, but I knew it was a big deal, or else the administrative office wouldn’t have called us about it.
It had been a warm morning on the fields of Teufort, Medic roaming about the medbay while I, had grabbed the gun polish from his bottom drawer. I always kept it there to keep track of it and to ensure that no one else used it but me. Medic had a keen eye, and would watch for any lingering Scouts that might have been wanting to use it for their own weapons. Silly Scout, he should have known that
TF2 - Respawn Family Part 10Mumbling.
And if it wasn't mumbling, it would be low whispering or weak and pained mewls, all the while he was shivering gently.
They had shifted somewhat in their sleep, and now the weapons expert lay on his back, deadly awake, his doctor draped across his chest in his sporadic slumber.
For a man so usually quiet and even cold, as he drifted through the dominion of unconsciousness, the slim surgeon was almost vocal, obviously something playing on his mind enough for it to toy with his erratic dreams.
The Heavy didn't have the willpower to stop his hand moving from tracing a line down his friends back, following the curve of his bare spine, feeling every slight ridge of the bones. Vertebrae. He remembered that name from the very man laid across him himself. He remembered watching him align the Soldiers back one too many times after being blasted to pieces by his own weapon.
He remembered watching him yanking out a bullet from the Demoman's spine after a lazy shot by the BLU Sniper.
Fireflies, Heavy/Pyro friendship"GET AWAY FROM ME YOU MONSTER!" The BLU Spy screamed, waggling a finger at the Pyro clutching his flamethrower. "Vhat is zis?" Medic said, looking at the two men. Pyro lowered his weapon and stared down at the ground. "That thing tried to set me ON FIRE!" Spy yelled. "IM NTT UH THNG!" Pyro retorted angerly. "Pyro, is zis true?" medic replied softly, trying to calm the situation. "Ysh, brt fr uh gdd rssn! Spr wsh bng mnn un cllng mrr nms!" Medic sighed and shook his head, Making Pyro look down again. He knew that Medic didn't understand a word he'd said. No one ever did. "I did nozing to him! i was just saying hi and he tried to set me on fire!!" Spy pathetically wailed. "You two just need to leave eatchozher alone. Pyro, zat vasn't nice to do that to Spy, and Spy, just leave him....her....it alone..." Pyro let out a low saddened growl. "Whrtevvr.." He wheezed, walking into the respawn room. No one ever cared about the Pyro. He was a great help to the team, but no one ever aknowledged i