Here For the Holidays, Part 3The team had been wrong about Demoman's cooking. Once they had expressed to him their dislike for haggis, the Scot had shrugged and made something much more appealing to the team. He didn't even have to call them all for dinner, the smell of the delicious meal wafting through the base had beckoned his teammates to the kitchen. Emma and Scout were the first ones there, the Bostonian sneaking a piece of roast beef and throwing it to Emma. The puppy caught it in midair, and she gratefully licked her lips as she settled down on the rug in front of the couch.The rest of the team arrived shortly after, though Spy left as quickly as he came, two p
Here For the Holidays, Part 2.5"Here for the Holidays, Part 2.5"A woman walked through the little store in the town not too far away from the Thunder Mountain base. She had shoulder length red hair, a little frazzled at the ends, but it suited her well, and so did her hazel eyes. She wasn't much taller than 5'5, and the muscles on her arms and legs made her look plump in the asbestos suit she wore. But the most eye-grabbing feature of all was the large burn scar that covered more than half of her face and disappeared into the suit. It startled some people at first, but her effort to be kind to strangers usually allowed them to see past the startling scar.Pyro walked th
Here for the Holidays, Part 2The little Texan girl on the train ran to her daddy and he enveloped her in a hug, red hair a tangled mess as he ran his fingers through it."Hey, baby doll." Engineer chuckled, hugging her tightly as if she would surely be swept away if he let go.Eventually, he did have to let go, and she was swept away. Soldier hefted her up in the air and tossed her skyward, eliciting a string of high-pitched giggles from the little girl. Soldier repeated this action again and again, giving poor Engineer quite the scare.They would have probably had to call Medic down to the station if the patriot continued that, but Lizzie was caught safely in Soldier
Here for the Holidays, Part 1The only time the mercenaries didn't like fighting was around Christmas. It really wasn't a time for fighting, it was a time for holiday cheer and taking time off to visit their families. They usually got one week for a holiday, but that was all that the Announcer would allow them, and no more.However, they weren't entirely glum when the snow set in. The winter blues were still there, yes, but for some less than others.Scout was snoring lightly as he lay sleeping on his bed, his face smushed up against his mattress. He had a most pleasant dream. He dreamt that he was a little kid back in Boston, playing in the snow with his brothers. He w
In Another LifeHeavy laid in his bed, looking up at the ceiling, a million thoughts crowding his exhausted mind. He couldn't remember the last time he got a good night's rest, but how could he?Nobody would be able to sleep if they discovered that their best friend was diagnosed with cancer.When Heavy had first heard the moans of pain coming from the doctor's room in the middle of the night, he had immediately thought of torture, someone, possibly the enemy Spy, torturing his Doktor. He hadn't even bothered with the tiny handle; he completely broke down the door, ready for a fight, ready to completely obliterate anyone who dared lay a hand on Medic.The
Happy PlaceSpy woke with a jolt, panting heavily and sweating, his eyes wide and face stricken with horror. These nightmares were becoming more persistent lately, and the Frenchman didn't know how much more of it he could take. His breathing slowed as his pounding heart calmed, his eyes left to stare straight up at the ceiling. He didn't dare close them, for fear of another horrifying nightmare of his past.As he lay in his bed, he realized that he was shivering more than he ever had in his life. He lifted up his hand, watching the appendage quiver as he held it in front of him. He sighed and flopped it back down, trying to calm his pounding heart and
A Dove's DemiseIt had been a difficult battle for BLU that day. The REDs had fought hard and the match had ended in a stalemate. Each member of the BLU team trudged back to the base, exhausted and wanting Medic to heal them so they could flop down in their beds and sleep.Medic walked back to the infirmary, intending to gather his cleaning equipment for the wounds that his colleagues had surely acquired that day. He had just rounded the corner when three of his doves came flying out in a hurry as feathers floated through the air. But how did they get out? He kept that door locked when they battled!Each of them grabbed a bit of Medic's jacket in their bea
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