Chapter 3 A "Normal" Day in Tuefort
After the end of the battle, the REDs retreated back to their respective fort. They laughed and taunted the BLUs. The BLUs were on a winning streak until today; luckily it was the Rifleman who contributed to the victory.
"Good job, Solly." Demoman said, drunk as usual.
"It was nothing, you Scottish drunk," Soldier said "It's the new recruit that was why we won." Soldier hit Rifleman lightly.
"Well, I just thought it was really quick that we had defeated them this quick!" The Rifleman said "What was the objective?"
"Deathmatch, Rifle," The Soldier said "We were new to it too."
"What's the next objective" The Rifleman said "We should prepare for the next day."
The group had just gone inside to the base; the other classes were in the intelligence room. Scout was drinking Bonk!, Heavy was eating his sandvich and you get the point. The classes were celebrating their recent win after a plethora of losses.
"Calm down, laddy." Demo said "We need a little break from war." He chugged his bottle of alcohol.
Rifleman just stared awkwardly at the Demo while he jugged an entire bottle of alcohol. All the other classes except the Spy, Sniper, and Medic, were yelling jug.
"Cheers to our new class!" Soldier said "Maggots, I said cheers!" He held a bottle of beer up in the air. "Oh who needs you guys." Solly said drinking it and busting it over his head..
Rifleman returned to his room after the party. He was bummed out after watching Heavy wrestle the Soldier and Heavy beat him…nineteen times. Then, the Spy taunted Scout with rainbows and unicorns. The Scout was in fetal position for about thirty minutes straight. The Pyro was licking his/her axe….or at least tried to with the mask on. The Soldier and Demoman were playing poker….drunk.
"So tired….." The Rifleman said sleep on his bed, until he eyed the crate still there. "Hmmm." He pondered about the crate. He left it there and he thought now was the time to open it.
The Rifleman picked up the key and inserted it into the crate's lock. He turned it and it opened, revealing a hat: A green beret.
"Cool!" He said putting it on and took it off as fast as he put it on. He laid it on his desk and went back to sleep.
ADMINISTRATOR'S OFFICE
The Administrator was on the phone, while Ms. Pauling was waiting anxiously for her to finish.
"Yes I know….no we can't…remember the monkey?" Admin said on the phone. She hung it up. "Ms. Pauling we have a new class arriving soon. Make sure to interview her."
Ms. Pauling nodded and walked out from the office. She sweat dropped at the thought of a new crazy person like the pyro. The thought of the newest addition to RED was almost horrifying, first a rifleman, and now….her.
ON THE TRAIN TO TUEFORT
The girl walked around, waiting anxiously. She gripped her katana in hand. The train neared Tuefort and a new class…was around the corner.
