"UP AND AT'EM, MAGGOTS! WE HAVE A LONG DAY OF TEARING THOSE BLU'S A NEW-"

"Soldier, that's enough. Ve all heard you zaying all this earlier. . ."

The RED team, whom all gathered in the base's large living room, were barely awake while Soldier screams in their faces like a deranged drill sergeant, but was he ended up being interrupted by their team's Medic, a small kind yet somewhat sadistic German woman named Ms. Ludwig. The Soldier, whose name was John Doe, didn't take this interruption lightly.

"Listen here, your sauerkraut sucking Nazi. I will not be interrupted by you, you evil Nazi woman! I am a proud American and this is an American team, you're lucky we don't send you back to that hellhole called Germany! NOW GET BACK IN LINE!"

The Medic was clearly annoyed and offended by the extremely racist and sexist remarks her teammate had just made, by chose to bite her tongue. The Soldier was about to continue his maniacal rant about the Blu team when he was again interrupted, but not by the Medic, but by the team's Announcer also known as the Administrator or Helen.

"Mission begins in 5 minutes! GET READY!"

The team gathered their weapons and made their way to the gates which, when opened, that's when all hell would break loose. Today's battle was a simple intelligence grab, both teams fought their way to each other's bases, and then after possibly fighting an engineer or Heavy/Medic combo. The team who pushed deep into the enemy base would have a chance to capture the enemies intelligence, usually encased in a briefcase, contents unknown to either team, but were very important to their employers.

"Mission begins in 10 seconds!"

10. . .

9. . .

8 . . .

Before the team just rushed out there, Rambo style, they need a plan. Luckily their team's Engineer had one. And it was a pretty good plan. He gathered them around and began to explain his plan.

"Okay, Heavy and Medic will charge with an Über as soon as the gates open and then Demo and Solly will sticky and rocket jump, respectively, to try and get across to their base faster. Pyro will charge after Heavy and Medic have gone ahead, cleaning up any stragglers who survived the Über. Scout will run underground through the sewers and try to get to the Intel-Room before the enemy even knows what hit 'em. And Sniper will try and provide cover fire from the sniping deck. Y'all ready?"

"What about me?"

Engie turned around and saw their team's Spy, who had been cloaked behind them, then uncloaked after hearing he had no part in this "plan" of Dell's.

"Well, just do whatever Spies do. Back-stab their key members like their Medic or their Engineer."

Spy nodded and cloaked again, no words.

Suddenly a siren sounded and the gates opened

The mission had begun.

X X X

As soon as the gates opened and the team charged out, immediately Heavy and Medic rushed out to the front, Ludwig's healing beam on the large Russian the whole time as they lead the charge, not popping the uber until the exact time. Too early and they would run out of invincibility before the Blu's invincibility would, too late and they might not have enough time to pop it at all and end up dying.

"NOW DOKTOR!" yelled Heavy, signaling he was ready

"Ja!" replied Medic, who popped the uber, casting the two mercenaries in a red glow, becoming utterly invincible to any source of damage.

As soon as the uber was popped, Scout started breaking off and jumping to the water below to enter the sewers. The rest of the team made their way across the bridge, cleaning up any unlucky Blu members to cross their path who had somehow survived the uber push. Pyro rushed ahead of everyone else, wanting to get to the Intel-Room as fast as humanly possible. Pyro ran through the Blu's courtyard, and up the stairs, past the Blu's respawn room, and down the metal stairs to the Intel-Room. Pyro was near to there when suddenly a Blu Heavy appeared around the corner, spinning up his minigun as soon as he saw the RED merc. Pyro closed their eyes and waited to die, knowing that they would just respawn back in their base didn't really make being killed any more enjoyable, but opened their eyes when they heard the Heavy scream out in utter agony.

The lumbering Russian fell over, dead, a knife sticking out of his back. Spy had saved them, giving the Pyro a nod and cloaked again, once more no words between the two. Pyro simply shrugged, mumbled, "Thanks!", and rushed into the Intel-Room. Grabbing the enemy's intelligence and strapping it to their back, the Pyro ran back through the Blu's base, narrowly avoiding the enemy Soldier, who started to fire rockets where Pyro was, but by the time he realized he missed, they were gone, running back across the bridge to their base.

Pyro made back to their own Intel-Room and slammed the enemy briefcase on the desk. Everyone's weapons glowed red and crackled with energy, as the announcer boomed over the loudspeakers

"RED TEAM WINS! ! ! GREAT WORK, MERCENARIES! BLU TEAM . . .I EXPECTED BETTER FROM YOU. . ."

Pyro smiled. They had won.

X X X

When the RED Team celebrates a victory, they celebrate crazy and wild.

To celebrate their first victory against the Blu in a very long time, the team gathered in the base's large common area, drinking, dancing, and just having a good time. Demo managed to find not one, but three crates of alcohol in the base's gigantic storage unit and the within a couple hours, the team had already managed to drink 2 and a half crates of it. The only two not getting drunk or already drunk were Spy, who had ignored Demo's excessive yelling that he needs to come and hang out with everyone else, and chose instead to lock himself in his room, probably smoking or already sleeping. The other non-drinking RED was Pyro who refused to take off their mask to drink, but they did dance and still had fun with their teammates, but soon realized Spy was missing.

Thinking that Spy was lonely and just sad so he didn't feel like participating in the festivities, Pyro left to find him and first checked his room, knocking on the door and waited to see if the reclusive spook would answer the door. After a couple minutes, the door opened a crack and one of Spy's blue eye was seen in the crack, "What?"

Pyro made a mumbling response, "Why aren't you with everyone else?", which to Spy sounded like, "Mhp mmhhp mhp mhmp mmmhhpmp mmhp? "

Spy gave the mumbling pyromaniac a puzzled look, signifying he didn't understand a word they had said. Pyro forced their way in, ignoring Spy's protests and found a sheet of paper and wrote down their question again and held it up for the Frenchman to see. Spy stared at the paper and answered, "Why is that any of your business, you mumbling abomination of hell?"

Ignoring Spy's insult, Pyro wrote down something again, "Just wondering, thought you were lonely or something."

Spy read that and simply gave the Pyro a glare, "I am not 'lonely', I enjoy being alone. Away from you drunken idiots. Now", Spy grabbed Pyro by the arm and lead them out of his room, "Kindly get out of my room", and he slammed the door, locking it behind him.

Pyro sighed and went back to the common area, wondering why Spy was so cold towards his fellow teammates.

Hopefully, an answer would come soon.