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If Sniper and Scout were being honest with themselves, they wouldn't have accepted the dare. They were, after all, adult killers who really didn't have to prove their bravery to three teenage girls, but hell if their manhood wasn't threatened. So, even after Pyro pulled them over to the game booths to collect his plastic ducks (which Scout had obviously left alone) and pay for another round, the men did not admit their fear for the ludicrous rollercoaster. If anything Pyro's side adventure made them more pumped and they soon abandoned their teammate. Although the masked killer wanted to play games, he didn't want to be alone and for now decided to hurry along and stick with Sniper and Scout until he ran into anyone else from the team.
By the time the trio had finished every ride, including baby coasters, and excluding the bumper cars which were closed due to a mechanical failure (which they later found out was Spy's revenge when the Scout-lookalike got on line for another go), they headed to the Dustbowl Killer. The massive coaster was on the far side of the park, and as the three approached, they realized the line was already too long, with people of all ages standing impatiently.
"I'm gonna wreck this," explained Scout, who to his credit only screamed for half of the Dustbowl Killer Junior. Likewise, Sniper, who maintained an air of stiffness on every ride, nodded.
"Mmphye mmnt mphink mphee ee mpride," Pyro pointed out, gesturing to the large line ahead of them as they approached. He was also going to note that the teenage girls weren't anywhere to be seen but Scout was already yelling.
"Yo, Heavy is that you?" Near the front of the line, at the stairs, a large bald man in a checkered shirt who could only be Heavy, turned and looked around. Double jumping, Scout waved to his friend over the queue of people. Heavy lit up and waved back.
"Scout!"
With that confirmation, Scout grabbed Sniper's and Pyro's sleeves and pulled them through the line, ignoring the outcries of other park guests. It took over a minute to struggle through the line, but Scout was adamant, holding tight as he pulled his teammates along. Sniper pretended he didn't notice the dirty looks and protests around them and Pyro just held his purse with plastic ducks closer to his chest as if protecting them.
"Yo!" Scout greeted, finally reaching Heavy and cutting him with Sniper and Pyro in tow. The Russian didn't seem to mind, but Medic gave the three the stinkeye from his spot in front of them.
"You can't cut zhe line," he said flatly, looking sour. Hearing the word "cut" and "line", Engineer quickly turned around, ears twitching. No way anyone was cutting the line without his blessing. Spy, nonchalantly standing at the front behind an elderly woman, said nothing, looking like he would rather be dealing with BLU Scout's harassment on the field.
"Heavy doesn't seem to mind," defended Sniper, usually as amicable as Engineer. "It's no big deal Doc."
"Da, we are all good friends," declared Heavy, and returned a hug that Pyro was offering, squeezing the giggling mercenary close. Medic just frowned. Engineer looked read to kick Scout to the back, when the line started to move up.
"Oh boy," breathed Scout, running to grab the first seat from a father and son on the platform. All of a sudden Engineer was at his side, leaping past him and into the front seat.
"Nope." Scout glared, ready to take the spot next to him, only to see Pyro already there, clapping his hands together.
"Hey, what the hell!" Scout was about to ramble on about the unfairness of all things he wouldn't consider thinking twice about when Sniper pulled him into the second seat.
"C'mon wanker," the Aussie said, securing himself into the ride by mimicking engineer who was already strapped in and had pulled the metal bar down.
Heavy slid in towards the back, taking up one seat by himself, and thankfully the seatbelt and bar fit around him this time. Spy languidly chose an empty seat near the middle, and unfortunately, Medic was forced there, unless he wanted to share a seat with a snot dripping boy or elderly woman.
"Please keep hands and feet inside the ride," droned one of the attendants as he came by to check the bar locks.
"Zat is ridiculous why wouldn't you," pointed out Medic, hands curled on the bar, and Spy glanced over, one hand running along his chin.
"We willingly go out and get killed every day. And you're asking why a child would try to get off a speeding ride?" Medic pretended Spy wasn't there.
"Okay, is everyone ready?"
"Da!"
"Hurry it up chucklenuts!" Scout hassled, shoulders tensed as he prepared himself. The attendant gave him a dirty look before pulling the two starting levers.
The coaster shot off, heading up a ramp for the first drop.
"THIS IS VERY FUN!" called out heavy, perhaps thinking this was the entire ride. Up front, Scout was gripping the bar tight.
"Hey, Snipes?"
"Yea mate?"
"You ready for this?"
"Yea mate."
"I...I think I might piss myself."
"C'mon mate, that's completely-AGGGHHHH"
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"Never again."
Sniper was clutching his chest as they exited the ride, as if he had just had a heart attack. Scout held on to his other arm for support, green and unresponsive as he wobbled.
"Again!" bellowed Heavy, bounding after them, large arms waving in the air. This was his first rollercoaster and he laughed the entire time, not once closing his eyes. Engineer grinned, following along.
"Glad ya liked it, Heavy. But the lines for this kinda thing are always long and it's almost getting dark."
"How unfortunate." Medic was grinning ear to ear as he watched Scout rush to a nearby garbage can and vomit. Pyro pulled the group's attention to a booth connected to the ride, where photos were being printed out from a large box which had wires running around the booth and up to the ride.
"Check it out fellas!" Engineer's grin widened – he had never seen such a device before at amusement parks, and excitedly made his way to the booth after Pyro. The group crowded around the photo from their round that the attendant had placed on the counter.
Up in front, both Engineer and Pyro looked to be having a thrill, hands up in the air, Pyro's pink purse somehow still around his arm. From the back, Heavy had the same pose, mouth open in mid laugh. In the second seat, Sniper clutched the metal safety bar for dear life as his mouth hung open. Scout, on the other hand was in mid flail, head plastered against the seat due to the force of the air, and tears and snot streaming down his face. A few seats back, Medic's eyes were tightly closed and nose scrunched up – next to him, Spy was calmly smoking a lit cigarette. The group turned to look at him.
Spy shrugged.
"What?"
"This is stupid," dismissed Scout, trying to pull his coworkers away from the embarrassing photo.
"I reckon I'm gonna get a copy to send to your Ma," engineer grinned, searching his pocket for five dollars, the price printed on the top of the sample photo.
"Heavy want copy too!"
"Mpmee mpho!"
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"Let's just leave them." Engineer shot Spy a disapproving look.
"It's only been a minute," the older man defended, glancing around the less crowded park for the two missing mercenaries. Around him, the rest of the team stood impatiently, the setting sun casting a soft yellow-orange glow on the park around them.
Scout huffed, arms crossed and tapping his foor. "If it was me we'd be outta here."
"Hey laddies!" Demoman came bounding from around a group of kids, carrying multiple garbage bags like he was Santa on Christmas.
"Ye won't believe how bad I beat Solly!"
"Maggot!" Unsurprisingly, Soldier followed after, carrying his own set of bags. "That is a contestable point!"
"What is in bags?" asked Heavy, trying to peek into Soldier's luggage, but the patriot pulled them away, fixing Heavy with a helmet-less glare.
"Animals!" barked soldier, proudly holding the bags close.
"Mphid mpho mphet mpne mphr mmphee?" questioned Pyro, hurrying closer to Demo, who nodded with a wide grin.
"Sure did, lad!" Demo sifted through one of his larger bags and pulled out a large pink stuffed unicorn. Pyro looked like he was about to faint from joy. Demo handed his friend the unicorn and pyro squeezed it to himself.
"So...all those are filled with prizes?" asked engineer, watching Pyro snuggle up to the unicorn, which Medic tilted his head at eyes narrowed and hand rubbing his chin.
"That's right. Won all of them meself!" boasted Demo, handing Medic a small stuffed dove. The doctor blinked down at the fluffy toy which resembled Archimedes a little too well.
"Not as much as me," snapped Soldier, snatching his bags away from a snooping Scout.
"Oh really? Ye want to do a recount again, lad?"
"Yeah and this time I'm counting, you blind cyclops!"
"How can I be blind if I'm a cyclops, ye halfwit?"
"Okay, c'mon mates, people are starting to stare," Sniper interjected, as if Demoman's and Soldier's arguing was the only thing that attracted attention. It wasn't like Spy was wearing a mask, or that pyro was hugging a giant unicorn, or that Heavy's flips flops were a fashion disaster.
"I don't even zink we can fit zhem in zhe cars," Medic added, idly petting the stuffed dove. He was proven wrong when he found himself squeezed between a smoking Spy and a fluffy camel with a terrifying smile.
"Put out that cigarette, ya backstabbing spook!" Sniper barked from the driver's seat, unable to see in the back of his van due to the massive amount of bags, animals, and other miscellaneous prizes.
"What are you talking about I smell nothing," the Frenchman smiled, puffing his cigarette as Heavy munched on cotton candy, arm around a large furry bear Demoman won him.
"Why you little - argh!" There was a whacking sound and the van swerved for a moment.
"Ye hit like a wee lass!" taunted a drunken Demo from the passenger seat.
"Say that again, I dare you!" There was another swerve and a crash from the front seat.
"WOULD YOU TWO NOT!" screamed Sniper, trying to control the van as he followed Engineer's truck back to base, and stop Demoman and Soldier from killing each other and everyone else too far from respawn.
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Hope you liked the amusement park! There was more about Pyro, Scout, and Sniper on rides, but I decided to cut it short since I wanna move on to other silly stuff the team does. Reviews are loved and motivate me, thanks!