Chapter 2 – Stolen Sandviches

As the hour was drawing near for the battle and Heavy's Sandviches, both teams were planning and practicing different battle plans. All of them were in the zone, everyone, except the RED Heavy. He was just hungry. For most of the morning, he was complaining about not having his delectable Sandvich. The Medic just told him to shrug it off, but Heavy was having a hard time doing it. "Quit being such a baby. Maybe the BLU Heavy will have a Sandvich you can pry out of his hands, ja?" Heavy started to get that in his head. He decided to fight for that Sandvich. "Ok! I can't wait to pry that delicious Sandvich out of his cold, dead, decrepit hands!" At last Heavy and his stomach were ready to fight. When the Medic was back in his room to prepare hos gear, he realized that the BLU Spy head was gone. He saw the window, open. "Oh nein! Where is he? Oh no what if he's going back to his base as we speak?"

"….and that's where you will stay Sniper." the BLU Soldier said as he was pointing to a location on the map. "What about me sir?" the BLU Pyro asked. "You can sneak your way past here, and burn whoever passes you; just make sure you continue to be hidden." Suddenly, the door burst open but no one was there. "What in tarnation?" the BLU Engineer said. "Down here you fool." The team looked down and saw the BLU Spy's head.

"Spy? Why are you a talking head?"

"I tried to infiltrate the RED base, but I was caught and at first, I was killed, but then I came back to life somehow. I remember the RED Medic trying to kill my head but nothing happened. I was invincible. That's when the RED Medic started to do all these nasty experiments on me. Oh thank God I escaped. He was going to stick something up my head."

"How did you escape?"

"The RED Spy came to the room, something about how I drank his wine. I don't remember what he said exactly, I was drunk.

"When are you not drunk?"

"Ferme la bouche you idiot! Anyway, he opened the window and threw me out in a rage. If I wasn't drunk that would hurt a lot but that would not matter because I'm immortal. I stumbled back here to you guys."

"Well while you were there, did you found out about anything?"

"Oh indeed, I found out something that could be quite useful for us…"

As the RED team's offensive position was going to their posts, Scout was about to finish making the Sanviches. "Sandviches! They're ready!" Heavy quickly ran to the cafeteria and saw the delectable Sandviches. "Oh no you don't! Don't you have to actually use these Sanviches for the team's benefit? When you need one, get one you fatty." Heavy was mad but decided to ignore it and just focus on getting the BLU Heavy's Sandvich, if he has one that is.

The countdown to the battle was getting smaller and smaller and Heavy's appetite was getting bigger and bigger. Both teams saw each other at opposite posts. Final adjustments were being made. They were starting to build Dispensers and Sentry Guns. They all used their sprays on the walls. The walls were filled with Mudkips, Fluttershy motivational posters, and meme posters. It was horrific. Both Spies got into a fight about who would win Scout's mother and they started mouthing off in French. The time to fight was nearing it's less than five seconds mark. Five, four, three, two, one… the gate opened. The RED team came out of the base and started shooting like madmen. The BLU and RED team picked off many warriors. It looked like they were taking turns killing the opposite team member. The RED and BLU Spys were all having a knife fight. They were so skilled, they made the tiny blades look as useful as a sword.

For once, Heavy ran as fast as a cheetah out of the RED base. He annihilated BLU Pyro's and BLU Soldiers with his trusty gun, Sasha. He was closer to the BLU team's explosives than anyone else on the RED team, but of course, no one has a better motivator than prying a Sandvich out of the BLU Heavy's cold, dead hands.

As Heavy was about to turn he saw a BLU Sentry. It almost shot him in to tiny pieces. "Oh no that almost hit me. Just because I am hungry doesn't mean I've become a fool. I have to destroy these Sentries before their explosives get here. "The RED Soldier caught up with the sweaty Heavy and had a malicious grin on his face. "Don't worry, I've got this, ha ha ha!" The RED Soldier used his weapon to gain some air and he landed on the ceiling.

"It's time to kick some ass, and chew bubble gum… and I'm all outta gum."

"Wrong game dumbass."

"Right whatever. I just had to say it!"

Soldier jumped down and as he was falling, he started to shoot at the Sentries and the BLU Engineers that were making more. Heavy heard the commotion and knew that the Soldier did a job well done. As he turned to go follow him, Heavy saw the Soldier getting sniped. "Soldier! OH NOOO DIS IS BAD!" Heavy ran as fast as he could and tried to drag the wounded RED Soldier out of the open area.

"Soldier are you ok?"

"I'm afraid I won't make it maggot. This wound looks to serious."

"We just need the Medic to come, don't die on me!"

"We're far from the others. I don't think I will be alive before they come. Just remember, fight for that Sandvich Heavy, and fight dammit."

With that final wish, Soldier's head tilted as his life was leaving his body. "NOOOOOOOO!" Heavy became angry, all his hunger rushed up to his head and he ran into the open field and started firing like a madman, picking off every BLU enemy he laid his eyes on.

After killing that group of enemies, Heavy was weak. He could really use a Sandvich. Luckily the team caught up with him. As they saw the Soldier lying dead there next to a cross that Heavy tried to make they were all in silence. The silence was broken when they heard the crate of explosives nearing the checkpoint. "Heavy, go to Scout's food stand, he made one a few blocks back in one of the buildings. You can find your Sandviches there." The Engineer said. Heavy dashed over to the stand.

"Yo, your Sandviches are done. I heard what happen to the Soldier. I guess the tough guy finally went down. Damn shame." The Scout said. "Without him, we couldn't have advanced. God bless him." Heavy said. As he was about to pick up a Sandvich, the room blackened. There was a swift wind in the room. The lights came back on. The Sandviches were missing. Heavy had a look on his face, a look of shat pants.

"Heavy…. you ok man?"

"FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!"