A/N: Hey, look was able to post (albeit being a little late and the chapter being a little short, but I will make the next one a lot longer.)
"What got 'is panties in a bunch?" Sniper quizzed. Spy emerged from the room, a neutral still remained on his face.
"You alright, Spy?" Engineer asked, concerned.
"Just fantastique..." Spy replied, sarcastically.
"Mmmph mmph mmrph," Pyro mumbled while approaching the masked-man, who gently pushed the firebug back.
"Go away." the Frenchman replied, even before the arsonist could get close.
"Zhat's everybody healed," Medic announced.
"Good, now let's go." Sniper said, walking towards his van.
Engineer began to go with the rest of the group, but he craned his neck back at the animatronic trio on the stage. All 3 of them had their lifeless eyes aimed at him. The Texan shook his head and walked a little faster as he exited the restaurant.
Engineer climbed into the back of Sniper's van, closing the door behind him just as Sniper began to speed off back to the RED base.
"That was an amazing killing spree," Soldier commented, "by the animatronics! You are all-"
"Ay, don't go blamin' this on us, Sol." Demoman interrupted. "Ye were the first one who got yer arse handed to ya when we were fightin' that chicken."
"Listen here, cyclops-"
"Shut up, dummkoffs." Medic hollered in a surprisingly vexed tone.
Soldier and Demoman looked at Medic, who had noticeable dark circles under his eyes and hair that was now a mess. A brief moment of silence filled the van, before Sniper spoke up;
"Where's the spook?" he quizzed. All the mercenaries took a brief glance around the van, realizing the Frenchman was nowhere in sight.
"Who cares?" Scout said, anger clearly laced in his voice.
"We didn't leave him behind did we?" Engineer asked, ignoring Scout's comment.
"I say good freakin' riddance." Scout remarked, callously as he looked through his wallet – which was filled with baseball cards and pictures of his family.
"Why is leetle Scout mad at tiny Spy?" Heavy questioned.
"None of your freakin' business, pancakes." the young adult snapped. He began to flick through the cards/pictures much faster, making it fairly obvious that he wasn't even
looking at them.
Spy walked down an empty road, passing a few clean and expensive-looking houses. As he walked he blew out a puff of smoke before flicking his cigarette into the yard of one of the houses.
The Frenchman then walked into a yard of a medium-sized, two-story, white house with a red roof. The lights were on in a bedroom on the second floor – where he assumed his person of interest was likely to be.
Spy's gloved hand pressed the button for the doorbell, and short chime played. Not long after the masked-rogue heard footsteps rush down the stairs and approach the door. The silver handle turned downwards and an all too familiar figure (to the Spy, at least) stood in the doorway.
"Ah, there you are Spy!"
A/N: Questions Intensify! Who is this mysterious person Spy is meeting?
In the next chapter: more drama, fighting, and... romance?
