it was dark night in the BLU base. every one was was doing what you ought to see team doing. like scout and spy shooting insults at each other.
"say another word and i'll make that mask black and blue pal!" scout shouted at the spy.
"actually i have another thing to say. BREATH MINT!" he said all up in scouts face.
"oooh! i'm gonna knock that mask right off your sorry little -"
he was cut off by the loud speaker announcing that the enemy intelligence had been dropped. scout growled in frustration and went to see who had messed up.
"alright who dropped the intel again?! this is the fifth time this week!"
everyone in the room looked at scout wondering what had him so ticked off.
"woah calm down pal. we can always get it back." engineer said to calm the fuming teen down.
but scout would not calm down. the intel had been dropped five times,he had been mowed down mercilessly by countless sentry's,fried by pyro's, insulted by spy,they haven't capped any points that month since the 8th,and saxton hale has not given them their brand new weapons yet. right about now,scout wanted to punch a wall. and thats what he did, planting a medium sized hole in it.
young scout had been a mercenary for as long as he can remember. all he wants is to get this war over so he can go home and see his mom again. scout has been trying to come up with plans to get RED to give up. but all end in either death or embarrassment. nd basically he just needs some time to be ticked off for awhile.
"i dont know bout you guys but this team has been sucking since engies been trying to "upgrade" the teleporter. dude you seriusly need to give it up. without you this team is falling apart!" scout announced.
the engineer sat unfazed but spoke up.
"actually scout you don't have to worry about this team falling apart any more. i have finished the teleporter."
