AN: Yes! Next chapter! I guess maybe this story isn't as crappy as I first thought it was. Oh well. I really need to stop downgrading myself. Anyway! Enjoy zee chapter! Feedback, as always, will be most appreciated.
I edited this. Hopefully, it's much better now.
CHAPTER 1: Not The Perfect Angel Scout
It's been a day since I came here. Which means I came here yesterday. So I managed to find out that it was cease-fire and the war doesn't begin again unless the Administrator says so. Cease-fires were usually on weekends and yesterday was Saturday so if I wanted to the beat the shit out of people, I had to wait until tomorrow. No problem. I got introduced to the rest of my team. Sniper's a socially-challenged loner, Soldier's batshit insane, Medic's kinda creepy but isn't as batshit insane as Soldier is (by the way, I found out that the MediGun is, in fact, real), Pyro is just usually quiet and even when he speaks, you can barely make out what the hell he's saying. Demoman's a drunk moron, Engineer's kind of fatherly, and Spy...he's cool but he's sneaky. He loves sneaking up on me and teasing me. He had to be the one with the good looks too. Hey, don't look at me like that, I have no feelings for him...
I don't care if he has a mask on. He looks so bad-ass with it. That's why I said...hey, stop laughing!
Anyway!
I've checked out my weapons. I can handle the pistol pretty well. I might need a little more practise with the scattergun, though. The bat? You should've seen me with it, I was AMAZING. Okay, except for that time I accidentally hit Spy when he was creeping up behind me. But it totally served him right! And he was cloaked, anyways.
Although it was cease-fire, I've seen Spy sneak into the BLU's base a few times. So that got me thinking. Perhaps I could sneak in there too and see if I could meet my brother. So I snuck off with my black bag slung around my shoulder and my bat in my hand. It was noon so I've plenty of time. As I peeked around the corner at the RED's base, someone whispered in my ear, "Boo."
I didn't scream. I just swung my bat around and heard the chkk as it hit the wall. I could hear Spy's familiar laughter fading into the distance.
"Uh, crap."
"Tell me about it. I hate Spies! They're wimpy, shape-shiftin' rats!" I turned around. I stared at the BLU's Scout. He scowled.
"Whatcha starin' at? If it wasn't for the cease-fire, you'd be dead by now, knucklehead!" He shoved his face into mine. I pushed him away.
"Back off, bro!" The word slipped out before I could stop myself. I looked at BLU's Scout to see how he would react to that. He didn't say anything although he looked startled for a moment, as though it reminded him of something he'd forgotten. He whipped out a wooden bat...with spikes?!
"I'm not your bro, dumb-ass! Now get your little shit face out of here before I bash you up into pieces!" Scout brandished his bat. I shook mine at him.
"So I'm the one with a shit face? You should go look in the mirror! You look like you put it in the oven for a whole year!" I taunted. Ah, this was just like the old days. Except this time, Scout was serious. He jumped towards me, yelling and I braced myself but he seemed to stop mid-air. That was when I realised that someone had grabbed him by his back collar and set him down.
"What in Texas is goin' on?" Let me guess...BLU's Engineer. If I got separated into seven pieces by a Level 3 Sentry, this would be just my lucky day. Not. Wait a moment. I didn't hear any beeping sounds. No sentry? Oh right, it was cease-fire. I smirked as my counterpart struggled against the BLU's Engineer's grip.
"What is your major malfunction?! Let me go! I'ma give this shitface a beating that he'll never forget!"
"Boy, you'd best calm down. It's cease-fire, ya don't go around killin' people at this time. And you..." the Engineer paused to point a finger at me, "You'd best git out of here. We want our rest and you're doin' nothin' but disturbin' us. You're lucky that it was me who caught ya, who knows what our Soldier might've done to ya if he found you here. Now git along!" I scowled at the Engineer and stuck my tongue out at BLU's Scout before zipping back to my base. I stormed into my room and slammed the door.
"Now, now, what's wiz zee slamming, ma petit lapin?" I jerked backwards, nearly crashing into the door as Spy materialised on my bed. I scowled and snatched up my bat, which I'd dropped to the floor.
"Get out of my room, you sneaking French bastard!" I said angrily.
"Relax, I only wanted to know what you were doing at zee RED's base," he said smoothly. For a moment there, I thought I saw some confusion in his face. Oh crap...my voice...
"Maybe I should ask you the same thing!" I said, turning my face away.
"I'd...rather not say. Is it so hard for you to give an answer, mon ami?" Spy smirked at me, as he held his cigarette between two fingers.
"You want an answer?" My eyes glinted. I raised my bat. "Well, here's my answer, you pussy!" I swung my bat at his head but he cloaked and my bat hit the bed. Before I even registered what happened, the door opened and closed quickly. I poked my head out.
"And keep your French ass outta my room, you wuss!" I muttered as I looked down the hallway. I got out of my room, closing the door after me and started running down the hallway. I wasn't chasing down that French snake, I just ran because I wanted to. Luckily, hallways were long. I remember what my bro used to say to me. "Just keep running. Don't care where you're going. What matters is that you're moving." It was one of those times when I was younger and he'd spout some wise advice occasionally when I was upset because the girls teased me at my school. Naw, I didn't cry! Fine...but just a little. Anyway, I listened to my bro and gave each of those girls a hard punch to the face the next day. I kept running around them in circles, cornering them. It felt totally great. Except for the part when I ended up in the school office. Let's not talk about that.
The rhythm of my footsteps slowed and I stopped running. I wasn't even sweating. I looked at the door in front of me. Somehow, I'd ended up in front of the Engie's workshop. I felt like I needed to talk to someone so I raised my fist and knocked.
"Yah?"
"It's Scout. Can I come in?" There was a pause.
"Yah, sure, come along in." I opened the door. Engineer was reading a sheet of blueprints as though he was reading a newspaper. He lowered the blueprints and raised an eyebrow when he saw me.
"What do ya want?"
"Sorry...I didn't know you were busy. I thought that I might just wanna talk to you for a while," I glanced at the blueprints that he was holding. He smiled.
"Well, I can do both. Get yerself a seat," he said, gesturing to a crate beside the wall. I sat down on it. There was a minute of silence. Engie seemed to be absorbed in his blueprints.
"Do you have a family?" I asked bluntly. That got his attention. He looked up sharply. Then he sighed and his features softened.
"Yah...have a wife and a daughter. Haven't seen them for a couple o' years now," he said. My eyes widened. That was much worse than my bro. I haven't seen him for a few months. Still...how could he have forgotten my face after just a few months?!
"I-I'm sorry," I said quietly. He just smiled.
"Nah, it's alright, Scout." There was another long bit of silence.
"You know, you aren't like most Scouts," he suddenly said, breaking the silence, "They're all usually too darn cocky for words, keep gittin' into trouble, and are no end of havoc. They love annoying us people. But you..." He looked at me, amused. "You're quiet, polite, and you haven't even made fun of me yet." I looked at him. The way he described the other Scouts, they sounded like my bro. I was the one who often kept him in check. But still. If Engineer thought I was perfect, I was about to prove him wrong. I stood up.
"Oh, really? Well, think again, hardhat. I'm not some perfect angel Scout from Heaven. I can be just like those 'other annoying Scouts'. Like, really?" I snatched the blueprints from his hands and squinted at them. "What crap bullshit is this? It's all numbers that don't even make sense. BOR-ING. Later, overalls. Have fun figuring out senseless bullshit." I tossed the blueprint over my shoulder as I walked out of the door. Well, that certainly showed him. Haha. I should do this more. It was fun annoying other people like that. To my annoyance, I remembered that I couldn't talk much, seeing that they could figure out that I wasn't a male if I chattered endlessly. To hell with this "only males can enter war" crap. Girls can fight too, you know. I swung out my bat on impulse and was surprised to feel it hit something and a familiar someone cried out in pain. I turned and frowned.
"Are you freaking kidding me? When will you ever learn not to sneak up on me? Buzz off or else I'll kick your Frenchie gay ass!" I raised my bat.
"Very well, ma petit lapin," he smirked as he held his supposedly broken nose and cloaked. I frowned. "Ma petit lapin" must be some sort of French insult if he seemed so smug.
"And quit using your stupid French language!" I said, just barely managing to restraining myself from shouting. There were a few drops of blood on the floor. I smirked. Maybe I was psychic. Maybe I was-ow. I'd turned the wrong way and walked right into the wall. So much for being psychic. I started to walk back to my room. As I passed Engie's workshop, I heard him mutter something to himself.
"That Scout's going to be a downright nuisance now...darn, I shouldn't have said what I said." I grinned. Maybe I should annoy him again, for good measure. I poked my head in.
"YO, HARDHAT!" I couldn't help it, I just raised my voice a little. I then poked my head back out and ran away as fast as I could so that I could practise a little more with my scattergun.
AN: And now I'm nervous all over again...
