Chapter Ten!
~A LITTLE BIT LESS WEST OF THE COURTYARD~
The two Demomans… Demomen…? charged at each other, blabbering fluent gibberish as they focused hazily through a cloud of drunkenness.
Almost at the same time both of them began to advance in a zigzag path, launching and dodging grenades and creating craters.
"I'm sendin' yae back to Hell!" the RED Demoman claimed, as the BLU retorted;
"Yer already in Hell!"
Then he realised what a lame comeback that was and got a tad angrier. Driven as such by this, the BLU Demoman pulled off a frighteningly close shot, hurling the RED to the side. As he went to check the new ditch for signs of life though, he curiously found no RED Demoman.
Only a red sticky bomb.
As it detonated the BLU jumped away, scarcely managing to save himself. He laughed loudly for effect, and after this they merely resumed their repetitive 'nade rush.
In the end, they actually got within a few feet of each other, looking awkwardly at their weapons; they couldn't shoot without blowing themselves up too.
"Um…" the RED Demoman grumbled, as his new arch enemy shuffled uncomfortably in his immediate line of sight. Shrugging, the red-clad cyclops pulled out a beer bottle and promptly whacked the other man upside the head. He proceeded to drain the bottle as the opposing Demoman fell, dead, in the dirt.
"Never givin' up alcohol!" he slurred, somewhat contented.
RED: 2 BLU: 0
...That one was worse, wasn't it? :p
Uh, just a heads up (because I'll forget at the time) we might miss Friday's update
Going to a mate's house almost right after school, but maybe there'll be time :/
Meh. Thanks for the reviews and stuff! You guys rule! :D