Here it is! This is something I came up with, just to say. It is a crossover between Team Fortress 2 and Pokémon, but with a romantic twist.
Enjoy!
Steady… steady… BAM! Headshot.
This was the standard goal of a man who was sitting in the same spot for the last three hours. He loaded in another bullet and took out another man within seconds, seeing as the idiot was standing still. Once done shooting, he got off his concealed perch and went down the shanty hallway to the open corridor. From there, he carefully slipped through viewable area and crossed over to the warehouse, only to get behind a crate. He raised his gun, the enemy in his scope…
BAM! The shooter smiled, "Ya dead wanker."
That was the last one as the day was over and the job was finished… until tomorrow. He went back to the main base as everyone inside was parting, everyone doing the Kazotsky kick. After the mini party, the whole group was semi-resting, only then to go drinking like nobody's business. Demoman sat in the back holding a beer drinking contest with Engineer to see who wins, spy was drinking by himself, Pyro was… Pyro, and everyone else was in a discussion.
At the larger table, Sniper, Scout, Soldier, Heavy, and Medic were at the table as they talked about a more or less snow storm coming there and it would trap them there for a while. Goods news, vacation for a week; bad news, they had to sleep in this hellish place. More good news, they had enough rooms to sleep in.
Medic told the table group, "So, ve're stuck here for za next veek until za snow storm blows over. And to make it vorse, I tzink, vatever supplies we have is only enough to last, eh, two veeks?"
Scout exclaimed, "Two weeks!? And if we're stuck here for a week, then we'll run out by… I don't know, three days?"
Medic looked unamused, "It'z'enough to feed ten people each day."
Sniper asked, "Alrighty, and what happens if we run out, or go over the limit of ten people?"
He gestured, "Soldier?"
Soldier stood up, "We'll have rations for everyone."
Scout whined as everyone else just dealt with it. None of them honestly wanted to have a rationing party, but it was that or starve to death by someone eating three days' worth of food in an hour. Afterwards, everyone went to what was there rooms.
Sniper headed to his room, being a small, possibly cramped space, but it had a bed, a sink, a shitty little toilet, and a radio that made a walkie-talkie look rich. Ok, it was better than his van to only a certain degree, only because it was outside and soon it'll become a winter snowstorm, then they can get out and go back to shooting and shit.
He sat down and tried not to look to distraught, but with the condition's they had it wasn't too good. Anyway, he decided to take a walk around the hallways seeing little to do. Sniper continued his way on down through the hallway, wondering if he could have Engi just teleport everyone out. Of course, he left most of his supplies out of the base due to the last fight and how he needed to build a whole row of sentries.
As Sniper shook his head, the end of the hallway appeared and he mumbled, "I need to get a better hobby."
He turned around and walked back down to his room. Sure enough he needed to get a strategy made in order to set his goal on trying to survive with all of his… colleagues. At his room, he took in a deep breath, opened the door, and…
"The bloody hell?"
He looked on his bed to see an unusual sphere lying there. He went over and picked it up, trying to figure what it was. It was a sphere, half white, half red, middle silver button. It was shiny, possibly new, and seemed lightweight. He tossed it in the air, coming back down to his hand. He asked himself, "What is this?"
He thought it was one of Scout's modern toys, but decided to keep it since he got nothing better to do. He smiled, "Maybe it's one'a them bouncy balls you bounce of the wall."
He threw it at the wall, expecting it to bounce off, but instead it bounced away a bit and landed on the floor with a light clink. Sniper picked it up, "Well, not that bouncy. I guess if it feels like metal it'll act like metal."
He threw it again at the wall and a click was made after the button pressed against the wall. Then out came a flash of red light. It was instant, but what was standing there was a little of a shocker. It appeared as a woman, only she had green hair, green arms, a red object in her chest, and was wearing a pristine dress.
A face looked up as the woman said, "Gar-de."
Sniper was surprised by the appearance as the woman was equally as surprised. Sniper waved, "Um… hello ther'."
He tried giving a friendly smile as the woman responded with a wave too, but was wary. Sniper just greeted, "I'm Sniper, and you are?"
The woman asked, "Gardevoir?"
"Nice to meet Gardy."
She blushed as Sniper just shortened the name. She looked to the left and right and then asked, "Garde… voir?"
"Uh, yeah, you told me your name."
"Gar?"
"Um."
Then an unusual voice appeared, 'I should've talked like this in the beginning.'
Sniper now was left confused, "Eh… who are…"
'I just go by my species name of Gardevoir. You have… an unusual name.'
"Yes, my name goes by my profession."
'Sniper? As in… someone who kills people by method of… sniping?'
"Yes, that's my job."
'Isn't that more like a crazed shooter?'
"No, that's a mental sickness, this is a profession."
'And everyone else you fight with?'
"Ask them that and I'm pretty sure one of them might put a bullet into your head."
'Really?'
"Yes, really."
Sniper's hat rose up as the man looked to see his hat as he asked, "How the hell…"
'Telekinesis. If anyone messes with me, who said I can't defend myself?'
"Nobody; that's more or less the point of war when you carefully think about it. But since I got another mouth to feed, who also seems to be an American with a blade stuck between her flat diddies, I'll have to show you to everyone anyway."
Gardevoir crossed her arms as Sniper walked by and told her, "Come on now, best not hide ya or else I'd be splitting food."
She rolled her eyes and followed him. They walked the way to the main room, except there wasn't anybody inside there. Sniper looked around, then told Gardevoir, "Ah, they probably went ta sleep. Come on, maybe Spy's awake."
After a long runaround, Sniper found Spy in his quarters drinking a shot and smoking away. Sniper cleared his throat, and already the masked man told him, "Go away."
"Spy, co'mon, I need to tell you something."
"What, you're in love with a girl? Talk to Scout, I'm busy reading."
Which he also was. Gardevoir blushed a little as Sniper asked, "Fine, who then do I talk to?"
"Soldier and Medic. They're taking charge over it, so it's their problem. Now, leave."
Sniper just put an arm around Gardevoir's back and moved her out of there and back down the hallway. Weirdly, Spy didn't know that Gardevoir was there, only thinking it was just Sniper. Anyway, in Medic's hospital he was there working on whatever mad scientist invention he had. Sniper arrived in and said, "Uh medic?"
Medic looked around, "Ye… uh, who iz'at?"
The two came closer to Medic as Gardevoir told him, 'Um, it's kinda hard to explain but… I'm just called Gardevoir, and this is…'
"Before you… um, mentally say anything, I know who Sniper is. Vhat are you though?"
Sniper said, "Gardy here says she's this human… something called a Gardevoir."
"I thought vhat vas her name?"
Gardevoir told him, 'Well, it's both. My species is my name… it doesn't have to, but that's what is it.'
"So, vhy does Sniper…"
'It's something he came up with.'
"Ok and the reason vhy she's here… is because?"
Sniper explained, "I found her in my room stuck inside a ball, and when she was out, we met, blah, blah, blah, and then I thought about the whole food problem."
Medic got where it was going, "You're saying ve got another mouth to feed?"
"Well, she might be good enough to help us in our difficulties."
"Like?"
"Well, she can help us kill off them wankers."
"Heavy can do zhat."
"Uh… she can… stop bullets?"
Medic gave an unimpressed look, "Does zhis look like za American movie za Matrix?"
Sniper sighed, "Alright then, Gardy?"
Gardevoir looked over, 'Yes?'
"Stand right thar."
Sniper walked about ten feet away, pulled out his sword and then threw it for no reason at the psychic type. Gardevoir used telekinesis and held the weapon in midair as Medic was a bit shocked. He quickly made a smile, "Fascinating. It's as if she can hold ze weapon with a type of mind control."
Sniper told him, "Now, can the girl stay?"
"I'll tell Soldier about your friend. Make sure that she doesn't go stealing off food, or she might get thrown into za snow."
Sniper beamed, "Bet ya she won't."
"From vhat I saw, she's a very good asset."
"Good, I'll be heading back to my room. C'mon Gardy, let's go."
The pair left the hospital and went back to Sniper's room. Once there, Gardevoir was a bit flustered still remembering what Spy said and how the trip went. Sniper was a nice guy and so was everyone else… from what she has scanned and sort of seen. Sniper entered his room, with Gardevoir following, and then he closed the door, "Well, now that everyone knows you're here, I can get some shut eye."
Gardevoir asked, 'Shut eye?'
"Sleep, ya know, what you need in order to float things around."
'Well, that's kinda what I need.'
"Good, so… I assume that ball of yours?"
'Um… is it alright if I… could sleep in bed… w-with you?'
Sniper was a bit passively wary, yet agreed, "Sure, fine by me."
Then she just teleported onto the bed as Sniper chuckled from the little teleportation. He took off his clothes, putting his stuff on the table across and got in bed as well, only to then see that Gardevoir was red. Sniper titled his head, "Is another one of your magic tricks to turn red?"
Gardevoir stuttered, 'O-oh… u-um…'
"Somethin' wrong?"
'It's… I-I'm… *gulp*… l-look… I don't want you to hate me.'
"Why would I?"
'W-well… y-you're…'
"I'm what?"
Sniper was confused as Gardevoir took a deep breath, 'Y-you're… undressed.'
"No I'm not, I'm in me undies."
'U-uh…'
"Look, if you think I'm gonna blow my temper like a couple others here, then you're wrong. Just tell me…"
Gardevoir leaped forward and kissed him hard as Sniper was stunned. Her lips met well, only Sniper didn't budge as he wanted to know exactly what just happened. Once she pulled off, she almost panicked, but she sensed how Sniper was more curious and shocked, not angry or such. He asked, "So… that?"
Gardevoir nodded, 'I-I was turned… o-on… so…"
"Well… I guess it wouldn't hurt, raight?"
She was now entirely stupefied. She asked, 'You mean… you want to…'
"Look, I'd like to get to sleep, and I'm very mach such you do too. So let's get all American funky and go for it, okay?"
"O-o-ok."
Gardevoir teleported off her dress and Sniper's underwear as she only was more embarrassed and Sniper was a little confused as well. He snapped out of his confusion and smiled, only for the blankets to cover the two of them. Sniper laid himself over Gardevoir as then…
"GAAAAAA!"
She screamed out loud in his ears as what she felt was her hymen ripping. Sniper apologized, "Heh-heh, sorry there Gardy."
'J-just… hurry.'
Sniper didn't hesitate and went on forward. He pushed and pulled out, deep inside of her as Gardevoir's bowls were sent through a pleasurable rollercoaster. Sniper kept it up as he held her down, then bent down and kissed her again as she forced on him very hard pushing as far as his dick can go.
After a few minutes, the session was finished as Sniper moaned out as he came into Gardevoir. She moaned even louder, only to explode over the sheets as they now had the bed soaked. At the end, they both were tired, slightly drenched, and, once Sniper pulled out, one big romantic mess.
As they regained their breath, Sniper laughed, "Ya'know, I never thought of this happening in a long while."
Gardevoir asked, 'Why?'
"Because all I do is shoot and blow people's heads off."
'Oh… I see.'
"I got no time to go around looking for a wife er going around making romance here and ther'."
'Well… I guess now we're…"
"Oh piss, I realized that since we… oh hell I'm gonna have a kid."
'That's not bad.'
"Raising a kid in a hell ridden battle field?"
'That might be.'
Then the door busted open with Scout standing there, "Hey, I'm trying ta… um… why the hell is a… that's not possible… there's no way that's what I think it is."
Sniper asked, "What is?"
"Uh, first off… that's a Pokeman, second… did you just have sex with it?"
"Oi, it's a girl."
"Sorry, did you two fuck, straight to the point."
"Get the hell out."
Scout shook his head and left as Gardevoir just shrugged, 'That was…'
"One of the short tempers here."
(A year later)
Well, Gardevoir got accepted into the team after she literally held back all of Heavy's bullets through one round. After the acceptance, Medic went over a full on examination and found her most intriguing, despite having her take up more food and space.
Sniper and Gardevoir got married, only for Sniper's parents to blow their tops more than when he tries to explain why he shoots people and explain the difference between disorders and professions. To top it off, they did have a kid, a daughter named Sydney. She was a little different as she was taller than the normal Ralts. And to top it off, the hair color wasn't green, instead it was like a dirty forest leaf color due to the blend of green and Sniper's hair.
Despite all the blocks, commotion, and unusual traits, Sniper got himself a great family, even though they kinda have to wait for him to return back as they camp inside the base. He now enjoys his wife, his daughter, and might have a number two, unless number one becomes a huge problem. Except her kicks are cute enough to say, *in Engineers voice* nope!
So, next is:
(M) human X (F) Goodra,
(M) human X (F) human
Clement X Bonnie (Don't ask... some weird shit I came up with; may get taken off.)
