Even without finding out Pyro was a woman, it turned out to be a rather weird week for Spy. It also turned out to be a special "Ceasefire Week" for the RED team, so the RED team had a whole week off because of their "flawless victory" as the Administrator put it, while the Blus would be forced to train harder than they've ever trained for the whole week. So with a week of doing basically nothing, Spy spent the first few days of their little relaxation week by sitting in his room, smoking and reading French literature. But then Pyro visited him, unmasked yet again, to see if he wanted to hang out. And what she wanted to do made Spy nearly slam the door in her face.
"You want to do what?!"
Pyro blushed and seemed flustered as she repeated the question, "Can I. . .wear your suit"
"Hell. No."
"Ssspppyyy, please?" Pyro whined
Spy may have made a new friend and softened a bit, but he was still Spy. "I am not letting you wear my suit. It cost more money than what most people will make in a year"
"But I might look good in it! I could your 'Spy in training'" smiled Pyro
Spy smiled a bit despite his annoyance, "Let me think about it. Non."
Pyro pouted, "You're no fun, Spy"
Spy patted her on the shoulder, "I am ze Spy, I am not supposed to be fun. I'm supposed to mysterious, deadly, and suave."
"You are very suave, I'll say that," said Pyro, giving him a wink
It was Spy's turn to be flustered as his cheeks turned a light red under his mask, coughing to hide his slight embarrassment, "Well, do you have any other ideas on what we could do to pass ze time? Besides wearing each other articles of clothing?"
"We could go down the kitchen and find something to eat or. . . we could see what the others are up to?"
"Let's go see what the others are up to, I suppose."
X X X
Leaving Spy's room and walking down the stairs to the common area, they saw only Engineer, Dell, who sitting at a table near one of the base's large windows and was talking with Scout and she appeared to be trying to flirt with the Texan.
"You know I am the greatest member on this freaking team, Engie! You are so lucky to have someone as amazing as me talking to yous!"
Dell simply chuckled at the over-enthusiastic Boston girl, "I guess, you sure have a way with words, Scout"
"Yeah, that's right-Hey! Scout frowned, giving Dell a small glare, "Are you making fun of me?"
Dell smiled, "Of course not. Why would I ever do that?"
"Because you- Oh hey Py" Scout stopped her yelling when she saw Pyro and Spy walking over to them. Scout smiled, seeing Pyro had her mask off, "Hey Pyro, yous finally got that mask off in front of him, Way to go, buddy!"
Pyro blushed again when she heard Scout literally scream that at the two other mercenaries. Pyro had been working up the courage to take off her mask around people, eventually growing confident enough to take it off in front of the other women and even some of the other men, but Spy was different. She didn't know how he would react so she waited until they at least were on speaking terms and then off came the mask.
Spy gave Scout a glare, "There is no to yell, you imbecile. People halfway across the world could probably hear your loud screeching even without you raising your voice."
Scout shot the glare right back at the Frenchman, "Well I could smell your cheap cologne from space, you spook!"
Before their argument could turn into a full-on fist fight, Pyro interrupted the two feuding RED members, "So what are you two doing?"
Engineer spoke up before Scout could blurt out the first thing that came to her mind which usually meant yelling, "None of ya business!" or "Nothing but I'm looking great!".
"I was just about to go back to my workshop to fix up some tweaks in my sentries or maybe try and build a new machine of some kind, then Scout came over and we started to talk, mainly her flirting. . .a lot"
Scout stuck her tongue out at the Texan, "You know you love it."
Dell ignored her comment, "Anyway so yea, I am gonna head to mah workshop, ya'll are welcome to join me if you want"
Before Spy could interject and say he didn't want to, Pyro shouted, "Oh yeah! Let's go, Spy!"
And before he knew, Spy was being dragged by the female pyromaniac.
"This is going to be. . .fun. Ugh, Merde"
X X X
The four RED members then made their way through the winding hallways of the RED base, ignoring yells of pain coming from Medic's ward, who was mostly likely experimenting on Soldier as payback for the comment he had made earlier that week. Dell's workshop was about the size of small bedroom, along with a bed and small writing desk he had a large metal table covered in scraps of metal, half-finished machines and. . .a metal hand?"
"Is that your hand, Dell?" Scout blurted out before she could think, mentally slapping herself as she realized she might have just offended her friend.
Dell wasn't offended though, and instead gave her a small understanding smile, "Yes, that's my hand, Scout"
Engineer lost his hand as a young boy while working on a machine of unknown origins, he spent nearly all of his childhood and a good portion of his adulthood without a hand, that is until he was given a job at Mann Co. as the team's Engineer. He was given a metal hand, nicknamed 'The Gunslinger", to replace his missing hand. He was over ecstatic when he was finally able to have both hands again, even if one was a robotic appendage.
Spy stood in a corner, trying his best not to get any oil or dirt or any other dirty substance on his suit. Pyro wandered off, watching the blow torch with utter fascination in Engie's real hand as he started making tweaks on a machine. Scout sat on the table next to Engie, constantly using cheesy pick lines and yelling when he didn't answer, but Dell simply chuckled and said, "Scout, you are a different kind of crazy".
"Thanks! I know, I am just that great!" Scout took it as a compliment (even though it most like wasn't. . .)
But Dell was nice so it possibly was.
Suddenly Pyro had an idea, she whispered to Scout, whose ever-present grin went wider. The two suddenly dashed out of Dell's workshop, leaving the two men confused as to why they just left so suddenly.
"Those women sure are weird, huh?" remarked Engie
"Indeed."
