I would just like to make a couple of things clear before you read this. First of all, I started writing this in July of 2016. It doesn't match up with canon in some aspects because of that. However, I think that meshes well with the plot. You'll understand why if you know what the title references.
Secondly, the canon is that the two teams are separate individuals, not clones. For example: The RED Spy is sleeping with the BLU Scout's mother. The BLU Spy is not…and he certainly isn't sleeping with the RED Scout's mother. Actually, the RED Scout's mother wouldn't be interested in either of the Spies. In fact, I'm not sure she has a type.
So, for each class, there will be the canon character and a character who is almost identical to them as their counterpart. I won't say which is which unless asked, but some of them will be obvious…like the RED Spy. I kind of gave that one away.
That's everything about the story I can give away without spoilers. The only thing left is the disclaimer. I do not own Team Fortress 2 or the other game that will be featured in this fanfiction. They are owned by Valve and…actually I think the company that made the other one went out of business so I'm not sure who owns the rights. I'll figure it out later.
So, enjoy! Leave a comment or review if you are so inclined, and I will try to respond if I can.
"Victory!"
Engineer wiped off his brow and took apart the Level Three sentry in front of him. He nodded to Spy as he walked by. He needed to disassemble all his machines before he could return to base.
Now that Engineer had repaired Redmond Mann's life extending machine, he had plans for his own equipment, including a couple of designs that should make dismantling a thing of the past.
His machines gathered up, Engineer headed back to base and his workshop to get started on the improvements, passing through the living area on the way. He noticed Scout sitting on the couch and paused.
Scout was staring at a piece of paper with a…blank look on his face. He looked…like he'd just shut down. "Scout?" Scout didn't make any sign he'd heard Engineer. Engineer tossed a nut at Scout.
Scout yelped and flailed before looking around in confusion. "Engie?"
"You okay?"
Scout blinked in surprise. "Huh? Oh! Yeah!" Scout held up the paper he'd been looking at. "Letter from home." He looked at it again with a frown. "My old man's getting sicker."
Engineer frowned. "Sicker?"
"He's been sick for years," explained Scout. He fiddled with the paper for a moment. "I've known for a while that he's never getting better, but still…"
Engineer could sympathize with that. His father wasn't sick, but he was keeping up his mercenary work even in his old age. Engineer clapped a hand on Scout's shoulder. "Maybe you should take some time off to go see him. It sounds like you don't have many opportunities left."
Scout took a deep breath. "Yeah, I probably should." He kept staring at the letter.
Engineer raised an eyebrow. Scout was being oddly quiet and introspective. Then again…that wasn't an odd reaction to finding out you had a very ill parent. Even if you already knew they were ill. Maybe he just needed some space and time to think about this, and Engineer really did want to get back to work on improving his buildings That decided, Engineer continued on his way to the workshop.
He would later look back on that moment and regret not staying to talk Scout out of his chosen course of action."Victory!"
Engineer wiped off his brow and took apart the Level Three sentry in front of him. He nodded to Spy as he walked by. He needed to disassemble all his machines before he could return to base.
Now that Engineer had repaired Redmond Mann's life extending machine, he had plans for his own equipment, including a couple of designs that should make dismantling a thing of the past.
His machines gathered up, Engineer headed back to base and his workshop to get started on the improvements, passing through the living area on the way. He noticed Scout sitting on the couch and paused.
Scout was staring at a piece of paper with a…blank look on his face. He looked…like he'd just shut down. "Scout?" Scout didn't make any sign he'd heard Engineer. Engineer tossed a nut at Scout.
Scout yelped and flailed before looking around in confusion. "Engie?"
"You okay?"
Scout blinked in surprise. "Huh? Oh! Yeah!" Scout held up the paper he'd been looking at. "Letter from home." He looked at it again with a frown. "My old man's getting sicker."
Engineer frowned. "Sicker?"
"He's been sick for years," explained Scout. He fiddled with the paper for a moment. "I've known for a while that he's never getting better, but still…"
Engineer could sympathize with that. His father wasn't sick, but he was keeping up his mercenary work even in his old age. Engineer clapped a hand on Scout's shoulder. "Maybe you should take some time off to go see him. It sounds like you don't have many opportunities left."
Scout took a deep breath. "Yeah, I probably should." He kept staring at the letter.
Engineer raised an eyebrow. Scout was being oddly quiet and introspective. Then again…that wasn't an odd reaction to finding out you had a very ill parent. Even if you already knew they were ill. Maybe he just needed some space and time to think about this, and Engineer really did want to get back to work on improving his buildings That decided, Engineer continued on his way to the workshop.
He would later look back on that moment and regret not staying to talk Scout out of his chosen course of action.