Hey yo! :D As I said before, I'll be publishing one chapter, but then I decided to just give you two more, ya know? So that I have more time fixing other future chapters, also sorry for the late update as well, I've been sick for the past few weeks, and a piano recital decided to disturb my schedule…

Welp, sorry to bother you… Here it goes!

Team Fortress 2 belongs to Valve and of course, our Lord Gaben, for giving us a wonderful gift, of making TF2, a Free to Play game.

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Chapter 4 Title: The RED Bread van

"AHHH! WE HAVE ENTERED A NEW STATE, MEN! OKLAHOMA, THE SOONER STATE OF THE UNITED STATES!" Soldier shouted, it was early in the morning, 4 a.m. to be exact. Heavy was still driving and there's no sign of him stopping. Spy decided to stay inside of the truck, to get his 'beauty' rest, at least he didn't wake up to the sound of the patriot's announcement.

Heavy sighed at his team mate's antics. He glanced at the Soldier, whose head is sticking out of the opening beside him, it was suppose to be a door, but Demo decided to bomb the damn thing, so it's bye-bye door.

"At least baby man is not jumping inside truck." Heavy thought to himself, as Soldier sat back down to his chair, lighting up a cigar.

"IT'S SUCH A BEAUTIFUL MORNING TO APPRECIATE AMERICA'S BEAUTY, ISN'T THAT RIGHT, PRIVATE?!" Soldier said as looked the Russian bear besides him, grinning like a maniac. Heavy noticed this and gave the Soldier a weak smile.

"Yes, is good day to." Heavy replied while yawning. The American, for some reason, took pity for Heavy, giving him a pat on the back.

"Don't worry, Soldier. You did well serving for our country. I'll take the next shift later, is that clear?" He asked, receiving a nod from the tanker.

"дa, thank you. We make good team." He replied, giving a thumbs-up to Soldier. Soldier chuckled.

"You make America proud, son. Well, since the road is still long, let me tell you about the time I was preached by the Sun Tzu himself!" Soldier declared as he told his story in a very dramatic and… Impossible way, little did they know, a certain French Spy was listening to their conversation. He snickered.

"This is going to be an interesting trip…" He thought to himself as he returned to the small bed in the truck, tucking himself in. He pulled out a small worn-out picture. Spy stared at it.

"How am I going to say this to him?" He whispered to himself, sighing he placed it back into his pocket. His eyes fluttered shut, as he tried to sleep again, until…

"PRIVATE! BETTER WAKE YOUR LAZY FRENCH ASS UP, BEFORE I SMACK YOU AWAKE, WITH MY HIPPIE DETECTOR... ERRR, FLIP FLOP!" Soldier shouted as he proceeded to pull the Frenchman out of the bed, whacking him with his almighty flip flop. The Frenchman was startled awake.

"N'AS-TU PAS ENVIE DE ME TOUCHER!" Spy shouted back, but it was too late.

"Heavy is going to enjoy this trip." Heavy thought as he continued driving, with a big grin, plastered on his face.

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Author's Stupid Notes:

Hey yo! :D

Translation:

"N'AS-TU PAS ENVIE DE ME TOUCHER!" (via Google Translate, IDK if it's right… xD)

"Don't you dare touch me!"

Ahahahah, ripntear045771! You've noticed the flip flop thing! xD Good job!

I really don't know if you like where the story's direction is going at and at this point, I think that I really need a lot of opinions for this.

It's just the beginning, but we'll see where this will take us, yeah? So, here comes the next chapter! :D ~Hanzura