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"So you'd better get going." Sneered Miss Pauling.
"Fine."
So that's how Demoman found himself trying again and again to carve a gravestone that almost refused to be carved. It was tedious work. It would have been so easy if they just gave him a blowtorch, but oh no, they gave him a ******* flamethrower. And you'd think it would be during ceasefire but NO! He had to do it right in the middle of a bloody battle! No one was allowed to attack him, but he couldn't attack ether. So as you could imagine, he was as board as a block of bloody wood! So he decided to try to do it a different way. So he took out his favorite sword and began to literary write with it as if it was a pencil. 10 minutes later, he finally carved the words, THE TENTH CLASS into the stone. It looked horrible, but it was done nonetheless.
"Finally done."
Then he teleported back to respawn, he got all his weapons back and he was refreshed and ready to battle. But when he went outside, no one was fighting. Everyone, even his enemies, were standing as still as a statue looking in the same area. In one of the first times in his life, he was truly confuzzled.
"Hey! Wot just happened!"
A red scout then lifted his arm and pointed at a patch of ground, which was where demoman placed the gravestone. But oddly enough, a specific patch of ground was rumbling. Even more odd, there were muffled cries.
"Someone is buried! Get him out!"
And in less than a minute, everyone was digging, and when they were done, a Five foot six man in a blue suit (less nice then spies) looked at all of them and said,
"Hello, I'm the civilian, and I was here to join, but I accidently fell down this hole, and was buried alive. I thought no one lived here, so I stayed quiet. But when I heard someone slam a stone above me, I knew someone was there. And with my remaining strength, I pounded and yelled, and you guys saved me! So where do I start? Because I want food and water and clothes and blah blah blah blah blah blah…"
"Oh, where did we go so wrong."
