Fit body, strong legs and arms, tall ä– not quite as tall as me though ä– and nice breasts. A scout with tits. Yes, I definitely said tits. Boobs on the battlefield. What I'm saying there's a woman on our team. A freaking woman. There can't be a girl in a war. Not openly. Not like that. I don't mean women are not able to fight.. and any way I have my own secrets. It's just that they won't take any females. Except this one. Something makes her so extraordinary that they took her. And I'd just love to know what makes her so special.
I wasn't special. That's why I was a guy now. Kind of. At least they called me Max. I'm that tall, skinny, redheaded pyro with freckles. They rarely see me without my equipment. It's just in case.. Though I always wear a tight bandage around my chest. My voice is pretty deep and rough and my gas mask helps me with that too. Just in case. I also have a roommate. Thank god he's a pretty dumb one. A heavy. But that prompt little scout with her ponytail.. she has no problems like that. She doesn't have to worry like I must.
I noticed a red spy being about to stab our beloved princess and I acted quickly. She didn't deserve to die even if she had some priviledges. Let's fry the spy. The noise of my flamethrower alerted the lady scout and she jumped quickly out of the way of spy's lethal strike. The spy also noticed my flamethrower but only after he was already being grilled. Silly spy. I grinned under my mask.
"Thanks, pyro!" scout said and flashed me a big smile before taking off. I shrugged and tried to forget my envious feelings. I shouldn't feel hatred towards the only girl in my team besides me. Though I've never had a girl as my friend either. Oh well..
A victory. Third victory in a row. It was going too well to be true. Tomorrow we'd probably lose a fight. Many men had taken damage on the battlefield today and medics had their hands full of work. I didn't get any serious injuries so I wasn't going to overload the medics because of some scratches.
"Hey, move!" some guy yelled and pushed me gently. Oh, a hungry heavy. I noticed it was my turn to shovel some food on my plate so I did as I was told and mumbled through my mask:
"Sorry, dude."
"It's okay, little buddy. I'm just sooo hungry", heavy answered and grinned. I nodded and went to look for a free seat. When I found a whole free table and sat down I noticed the heavy followed me and sat across.
"It was a good fight today, right, fella?"
"Indeed", I answered and remowed my mask. It was always so nice to get some air. I mean like really. And I always was scared about someone figuring out I'm a girl.
"Ya got very puffy hair, little fella", the heavy grinned and stuffed his mouth with food.
"I know", I answered and forked my own meal. The canteen was hot and full of chatter like usual. I was just not usually one of those who spoke.
"What's your name buddy? Haven't talked to you before, I think. I'm Alfred."
I looked at so called Alfred. Alfred looked nothing like.. Alfred. He looked more like.. Bob or Chuck or something like that. I anwered with a little bit of hesitation:
"Okay, Alfred, I'm Max."
He smiled and shoveled some more food down his troath.
"Hey, Al!" I heard feminine, enthuastic and oh, so recognizeable voice calling out for some one. Probably Alfred judging his reaction. He had a goofy grin on his face and he waved with his huge hands. Yes, both hands.
"Susan! Come sit with us", the heavy asked and soon next to me was sitting our lady scout with her side to side swaying ponytail. I couldn't help but snort. Even though she probably gets lots of that. And other.. harassment.
"Shut your hole!"
I looked at her bewildered. Ouch. An angry cat? She sure had some temper.
"Susan, Max is a good fella. Don't shout", heavy defended me and laughed in a friendly manner. The scout lifted up her hands as a sign of surrendering and apologised smiling friendly:
"I'm sorry, pyro."
I just nodded and waved my hand dismissively. Those two friends started chatting and I ate my food quickly and dissappeared hoping they wouldn't notice me missing. I had no intention to make friends. Especially not with her.
"You're out."
"Huh?"
"I said you're out. They're moving you", my roommate repeated and smiled at me triumphantly.
"Oh", I answered. My roommate had been annoyed with me since the very beginning. I have no idea why but I guess his complaints went trough at last. I wasn't so happy. My secret could take damage from this.
"Take your things. They're waiting for you to go and ask for your room", he said and pushed me out of his way when stepping out of our room. Or my ex-room.
I scratched the back of my head and put my gloves under my belt. I had to pack.
Room number 136. They said it was a double room. I had my stuff in a box that I was holding with my both hands so I knocked with my boot. Next thing that happened was a thing that usually doesn't happen in real life. Just in some bad dramas. It's just so unlikely to happen. But it did.
"Hey, Alfred."
"Hello, little buddy! Are you my new roommate, Max?"
"Yep. A roommate indeed", I answered and made my way in to the room. It was identical to my old room. I was even sleeping at the same side. I placed my box on the bed and sighed. My days were going to be so long.