Well. I don't know if I'll be making multiple parts for this or not. Hope you like.
Chap 1
8:00 PM The front door to the base opened, and in walked the Soldier followed by a shorter, less familiar person.
As they closed the door somone ran by.
"CAFFEINE. NOW." he said, and reached the pot only to find it was empty.
"NOOOOOOOO!" THe Scout slumped down over it.
Another person walked in, glazed their eyes over the slumped Scout and the empty coffee pot, acting like it was seen before, and spoke up.
"You drank it all? Gee we only filled the thing an hour ago." At that point he eyed the two people who came in, "Oh hey you're back. Who's the other guy"
"I said we needed another Spy, and here he is." Soldier replied, stepping to the side.
"We will CONSTANTLY be in need of new ones. We go through a dozen a week." The Scout mumbled over from the counter, "Now someone fill the damn coffee!"
"He looks just like the last one." Engineer commented. At that moment the new spy spoke up.
"Means I did a pretty good job then." He said, in a strangely young voice. At that Scouts head whipped up.
"How old IS the guy"
At that the new person had undisguised and was standing there. He was about as tall as the Scout, brown hair, and hands that wouldn't stop twitching.
"Me? Oh I'm about 15. Why"
"You are so dead out there"
The Spy rolled his eyes. "Got it. Now uhh... wheres the bathroom? I've been holding in this crap for-" He stopped, "Nevermind"
A few secounds later he was out of the room running down the hallway laughing his ass off at Scouts reaction to that. It was probably greater then the effects of caffeine.
As he turned the corner he found what he had been looking for. AS he stepped into the toilets he passed the first two stalls which were full up, and managed to get in the third one without incident.
A few minutes later he heard major grunting going on beside him.
"AAAAAARGH"
Easily mistaken for screaming.
"How constipated are you?" He asked, starting getting worried.
"Don't worry about it mate, it happens daily. You'll get used to this"
No I don't think I will. He thought to himself.
The next morning.
"ALRIGHT EVERYONE UP NOW"
Soldier could be heard screaming at the top of his lungs right outside of the doors. Thus causing the new guy to piss himself.
"Ahh what the hells going on." He mumbled as he exited the room. Strangely enough, everyone else seemed to have gotten up a while ago.
Noone was in the hallway.
"ALRIGHT GET YOUR ASS DOWNSTAIRS!" Soldier suddenly appeared next to him, yelling in his ear.
"HOLY SHIT"
"WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR"
"PROBABLY A NEW PAIR OF PANTS"
As he went downstairs he saw the other 7 sitting around a table. Originally thinking they were talking about important stuff, he stayed away until he realized the were just playing cards.
He went over and sat down between Scout and some guy that sounded like the person from the toilet last night.
"Don't you think you're a little underage for this?" Engineer asked from across the table.
"Yeah, but I was also underage when I got hired for this wasn't I"
"Fair enough."
A few hours later Pyro had cleaned everyone out.
"I'm telling you it isn't fair. His Poker face is too good with that mask." Soldier was mumbling to himself.
"Ach yer just sayin' that cause you were the first to go." The Demoman said, popping open a bottle.
"Hey what did I say about cutting down on your drinking"
"Jus that. And you know what aye said"
"What"
"No"
At that Demo walked away, chugging down the bottle.
Soldier eyed the new Spy and called him over.
"Alright you time to get you the weapons"
A few minutes later they were standing in front of the supply closet. As the door opened a number of things could be seen.
"Alright. Lighter fluid, needles, shotgun shells, here we go"
Soldier tossed out a blood-encrusted knife and a revolver.
"I assume you already have the disguise kit from what you pulled last night, so you should only need those things. The sappers have not yet come in though, so you'll need to do without them"
"Got it." the Spy said, putting away the stuff in his pockets.
As they headed back upstairs Engie could be seen rushing down them.
"WHATS YOUR HURRY?" Soldier yelled at him.
After recieving no answer he started back up.
"I'll make sure to bug him about not answering me"
But he was talking to noone, Spy was still at the bottom of the stairs.
"What are you doing? Come on"
"Are you sure that wasn't an enemy spy"
At that the Soldier froze.
"Shit. GET HIM"
At that point the real Engineer came running down the stairs.
"What are YOu doing?" The Soldier asked.
"Spy...sapping...sentry gun"
How does he KNOW this stuff?" Spy asked.
"No idea. Just makes some good guesses I suppose"
At that point footstpes could be heard coming down the hallway. A smell of cigarretts wafting from it.
At that point Spy climbed up to a higher point, and just as the enemy spy turned the corner, jumped down and nailed him in the back.
As the enemy fell down dead, Soldier came over.
"IT'S YOUR FAULT HE GOT PAST"
Spy facepalmed.
"How is it MY fault? You're the guy with the frickin' rocket launcher"
"DON'T TALK LIKE THAT TO ME"
"I'LL TALK HOW I WANT DAMN IT"
SOldier raised his rocket launcher.
"Yes but apparently I'm the guy with the rocket launcher"
As they walked up the stairs the Spy had the urge to kill the guy. As he exited he decided to go up to the roof. Maybe he'd be alone there.
No such luck. As he reached the top Sniper was sitting there.
"Hey. Let me guess. Soldiers pissed ya off, and you feel like killing the guy"
"Howd you know that"
"Its like that with everyone, hell I'm surprised youve lasted this long. Scout didn't last the car ride here"
"Yeah but hes Scout, course hes like that"
Sniper laughed.
"Sure, you could say that. But the truth is, this whole place is fucked up. Youve got a hyperactive caffeine-addicted 20-year-old for a scout, a Soldier who gets his kicks from yelling in faces, a pyro who uses his mask for poker, a drunk demoman, a Heavy Weapons who gets constipated daily, a german medic, and then theres you, a spy whos 15. The only sane person in this place is the Engie, and I'm not sure about him, with him knowing when his sentrys getting attacked"
"And you?"
"I prefer people to be told about me from other people."
"Ah."
A bell started ringing downstairs.
"That means the fights starting. Well, good luck to you mate."
"Yeah you too. See ya."