Everyone, baffled by the immediate disappearance of the police forces, weren't sure to be happy or scared. Maybe the police is coming after them, or maybe they're going after them right now! Even if they weren't they were to get them for sure, and they would know exactly what to do.
"I think zhat storm shook zhem off," Medic suggests. The others could only stare at the empty ocean. There was no sight of any land as far as their eyes could see.
"Where are we now?" Sniper asks the team, stepping out into the sun. There were blue skies and thin clouds dispersed and bunched in groups. The water is blue and deep, suggesting that they're far from the shore.
"Demo!" Sniper outstretches his arms and gives a big bear hug to the explosives expert. "Glad you're okay, buddy!" Demoman smiles back.
"That storm was a real doozy!" Demoman remarks. Others step out of the ship, not only glad that Demoman was still in one piece, but that they were free from the police. There's only one downside to it.
"Where, are we?!" Sniper yells into the deep blue sky. The others look off to the distance. They truly are in the middle of nowhere.
The ship floats into a southern direction, as indicated by the direction of the Sun, so they were moving in the right direction.
"Now it's a matter of getting to land!" Demoman says to himself. "Wherever it is!"
"Well, because we're heading south, I reckon we should try moving to the east," Engineer recommends.
"Yes, I have turned the wheel, and it is moving southeast, thank you very much," Demoman replies, looking off into the distance. Engineer wasn't sure if that was a sincere thank you or a sarcastic one.
"Well, I'm hungry," Scout says, walking into the scene. Heavy walks in with him.
"I bring unlimited sandvich regeneration," Heavy states, handing Scout a half sandwich.
"Thanks," Scout eagerly takes the sandwich, chewing it gratefully.
"I got Bonk!, but I'm sure not everyone is into that," Scout holds up a can of Bonk!, popping it open and taking a long drink.
"We need a pot, a rock and a can," Engineer recalls. "I can make a simple fresh water maker."
"Well well, if it isn't the sun," Spy walks out of the ship, seeing the sun for the first time. The rest of the team were lounging around on the ship. Medic joins the group.
"We should go check for supplies," Engineer says, walking back inside of the large pirate ship. Scout decides to follow him in as well, sandwich and Bonk! all held in one hand. After fifteen minutes of quick rummaging within the ship, they didn't really find much that was useful. It was intended to be a pirate exhibit, however.
"Vell, any luck?" Medic asks, Engineer and Scout coming back from their search. Scout swirls his can around to check the contents. Deeming it was empty, he throws it off of the ship. Heavy frowns in resent and the sight of environmental littering, but he doesn't question it.
"Nah. All we found were empty boxes, hay and this," Engineer holds up a crate filled with sticks of dynamite. "It's probably not real dynamite."
"We should try it out," Scout blurts. Heavy, Demo, Engie and Medic look at him.
"Why would they put real dynamite in a pirate exhibit?" Engie inquires. Scout shrugs.
"Could be useful."
"Leetle man is right. What if we get in big trouble again? We can use dynamite to blow up enemy," the Russian heavy weapons expert adds.
"He-hey, see? This guy agrees with me!"
"But how are we gonna light it?" Demoman questions. Scout holds up his index finger.
"I know just the guy." Scout runs to the Spy, who was smoking a cigarette while looking off at the endless ocean horizon. "Yo Frenchie!"
"Go away," Spy says, taking a long drag from his cigarette, exhaling a big puff of smoke. He bought the cigarettes on the way back from the train station to substitute the watery ones he soaked when he was swimming.
"We need your lighter." Spy turns to face Scout.
"And why is that?"
"Well Engie found this crate of dynamite and we wanna test out one of the sticks to see if they worked," Scout explains.
"Non."
"Oh come on, we'll throw it before it explodes!"
"Non."
"Come on don't be a party pooper!"
"I think not."
"Please?"
"Non!" Scout digs around for something to bribe Spy.
"Okay, I'll admit it." Spy turns again, a lopsided half-grin on his face.
"Go on."
"Tiramisu, is better, than raspberry-cream-Bostonian-pie-with-chocolate-ganache..." Spy smiles.
"Alright." Spy takes out his disguise kit and takes out his lighter. "But this is my ONLY lighter, I am trusting you NOT to lose it!" Scout was already at the other side of the ship.
"Yeah yeah I'll take care of it!"
"It cost me 50 Euros for that one lighter-"
"Yeah okay thanks!"
"Hey look what I got!" Scout shows the fancy lighter to the group.
"Does it work?" Engie asks. Scout nods.
"It's Spy's." Everyone's eyebrows went up.
"Spy's?!" Demoman says in shock. "If he catches ya stealin' THAT you'd be burger meat!"
"Relax, he let me borrow it just for this." The others were still a little hesitant. They all knew how expensive of a lighter it was.
"Alright, here's the dynamite stick. Now light it, and throw it off the ship, got it?" Engineer instructs. Scout nods in excitement. "Are you sure?"
"Yeah yeah just hand me a stick!"
"Alright," Engineer takes a six-inch stick of dynamite from the crate tucked underneath his arm and hands it to Scout. Scout holds the fuse near the lighter and gets ready to flip it open.
"Be careful with dynamite!" the Russian warns.
"Actually, I think I should do it-" Demoman interrupts, but it was too late. Scout flicks open the lighter, but his thumb got in the way of the flame.
"Ow!" he drops both the lighter and the lit dynamite, and the lighter slides off of the floorboards into the water.
"Agh!" Medic panics.
"See? I told ya!" Demoman swiftly picks up the dynamite and tosses it in the water. "Don't worry it's gone now. Wait, where's the lighter?" Heavy, Medic, Engie and Scout's eyes all fell on the lighter, which falls into the water.
"No!" they say in unison. The dynamite falls in the water near it, but it was waterproof.
"No no no! We need that lighter!" Scout panics like the Medic. Demoman eyes the fuse.
"It's gunna blow!" Everyone backs away from the ledge. A quick explosion indicates the detonation of the dynamite, some water splashing up.
"The lighter, the lighter, the lighter!" Scout frantically gets back to the ledge, holding the wooden railing in search of the lighter floating in the water. Spy's expensive lighter is supposed to float in the water, but he couldn't spot it anywhere. "Crap! Where's the lighter?!" The others look as well, but not as frantically and look casually with their eyes.
"Yep," Demoman says. "Yer dead."
Yep. Scout is definitely screwed.
Thanks anyways!
-DWalkthroughGuy
