mem285: Hey, thanks man.
Anything Goes: The reason why it's like that is because i am used to reading fan fics like that. Don't worry more chapters on the way.
Miss Takenne: Thanks for the advice. I'll change chapters up from now on, if they don't make sense to me.
Chapter 4: Ceasefire Day
When Decoy arrived in the rec room, only a few mercs were there. Pyro was on one of the chairs, reading a magazine while flicking a lighter behind it, while Scientist and Engineer were having a conversation at the table. Decoy decided to join the table, since she found Pyro very uncomfortable to be around.
Decoy: Hello, my teammates.
Engineer: Howdy.
Scientist: Hiya, Decoy.
Engineer: I was just talking to Scientist about his PhDs. I still can't believe you have more than me!
Scientist: Yep, from Physics to Geology, but that last one I regret.
Engineer: Gotta say, I'm a little jealous.
Scientist: Maybe I'm just a little better.
Engineer gave Scientist a cold expression. Maybe getting cocky wasn't a good idea.
Decoy: Yes, yes I know of the doctor's education, but I was wanting to know when we get to fight.
Engineer: Oh, we already had our battle for the day. Tomorrow's a ceasefire day, so you'll have to fight the next day.
Decoy was disappointed. If she was here to hide from her family, she wanted to use her abilities like she was told she could.
Scientist: Any ways, it's late. We all better get some sleep. It's been a long day.
Engineer: Speak for yourself, partner. I'll show you fellas your rooms.
The two followed Engie to their new rooms. The rooms were basic, a bed and dresser, with a desk and office chair for work. Decoy entered her room and lied down on her bed, hoping for a more stable introduction to her team tomorrow.
Soldier: UP AND AT 'EM, CUPCAKES!
Strategist woke with a jolt to a yelling Soldier and a loud bugle. Getting up, she went to her door to give Soldier a piece of her mind.
Strategist: Soldier, you arse! What time is it?!
Soldier: It is currently 0600 hours! Perfect time to wake you maggots up and get ready!
Strategist: You beastly man! Get ready for what? One, it's a ceasefire day, there's no fighting. Two, why wake up at 6:00 in the morning.
Soldier: For your information, sister, We must train for the upcoming battle. No need to have the enemy trample us! If you don't like it, go back to your beauty sleep!
Seeing as that an argument with Soldier was waste of time, Strategist just went back to her room and grabbed the toiletries that were provided for her, then headed of to the showers. Luckily, the showers were separated by stalls and doors. There (almost) went the worry of her team spying on her while she showers (there was still the problem of curiosity). Only a few showers were on, so not many people were there. Quickly, she chose a stall and began showering.
Demo: Ya... best be of ta... *Burp* *Snore*
Demo seemed to have had a morning scrumpy before showering, with Heavy humming a tune from his old country. With nothing to worry about, Strategist wasn't scared of those two, for the most part. After washing up, Strategist got dressed and headed to the rec room, thinking that breakfast would be in there. When she got there, almost all of her team was there (Excluding Demo, Heavy and Decoy), sitting at the table, while Pyro cooked breakfast in the kitchen.
Engineer: Mornin' little lady, come have a seat.
Strategist came over and sat down between Engineer and Scout.
Spy: Apologies for ze yelling moron, Soldier, yesterday. You can rest easy, since we've had a talk with him.
Strategist: Why thank you, Spy. That shouting boob needs to belt up!
Scout: Yeah, freaking bozo gives me a headache.
Engineer: Well, rest assured, he'll be more nice ta you and Decoy.
Soldier grumbled something under his breath, but everyone ignored him.
With that, Heavy and Demo walked in and sat down, Demo falling asleep as soon as he sat.
Heavy: Heavy is still impressed with little Doctor on strength.
Scout: Oh yeah, that reminds me.
Scout jumped up and ran towards Scientist to strangle him. As he got close, Scientist pulled out out of his latest creations, The Laser Pistol Mk. V(5), and pointed it at Scout.
Scientist: Look, Scout, I'm sorry about knocking you out yesterday. You threatened me! And we don't take kindly to that in New York.
Scout calmed down and looked at Scientist confused.
Scout: Wait, you're from New York?
Scientist: Yeah, born n raised, mac.
Scout: Huh, I'm from Boston.
Scientist: Nice! Both of us don't take dirt from anybody!
Scout: Ya damn right! Since your from my home away from home, I'll let you slide… this time.
Scientist and Scout shock on their new agreement, but still had tension between themselves. Just as that spat had ended, Pyro came out of the kitchen with breakfast. Basically pancakes with bacon, except for Soldier, who got a military ration.
Soldier: If I had my way, you all would have rations, like a true soldier!
Spy: If we had military rations like you, we'd be long gone.
Soldier: Coming from you, crouton!
Decoy, finally, walked into breakfast, looking tired as all get out. Everyone looked up to see her stroll in.
Demo: Ah, look who decided to wander out of bed.
Decoy: Silence Demoman. Medic, that heart you gave me kept me up all night. It felt really tight in my chest.
Medic: Ah, vell come see me after breakfast and I vill take a look at zhat.
Decoy sat down at the table and began to eat the provided food.
Decoy: So, if we will not fight today, what will we do?
Engineer: Well, we usually go off and do our own things and in the afternoon in Soldier's "training". I'm sure you'll find something around here to do. Oh, that reminds me..
Engie turned towards Scientists.
Engineer: Ms. Pauling wanted me to show you your new lab.
Scientist: Oh, I forgot about that! You can show me after breakfast.
Soldier: Um… I'll go with you.
Engineer: Why?
Soldier: To.. uh… know where it is...for...reasons.
Engie and Scientist looked at him weirdly, but just shrugged it off. After breakfast, everyone went off to do their own things.
Engineer: Your lab is near my workshop, so if ya need anything, just come by.
Scientist, Engineer and Soldier had approached a big sliding metal door in the basement, with the Scientist emblem on it. Weird enough, Soldier looked worried about the room. Next to the door was a handprint scanner.
Scientist: Oh, would you look at this! A self scanning handprint lock. Now I won't worry about any of you breaking in.
Scientist put his hand on the scanner, which lit up green and opened the door. As soon as the door opened, a whole gaze of raccoons came running out of the room, surprising Scientist and Engie.
Scientist: What the…!?
Engineer: What in tarnation!?
Soldier: Lieutenant Bites! Captain Rabies! Come Back!
Soldier then ran off towards the escaping raccoons, calling out to come back.
Engineer: Well, I see why Soldier wanted to come with us.
Scientist: Yeah. You know why Soldier had raccoons in my new lab?
Engineer : *Shrug* This was probably his current home for the li'le varmints.
With the questions done, the two entered the lab. Inside was a dream to any scientist. The latest technology (for 1960s) for experimentation, with Scientist's old equipment from his apartment.
Scientist: Um… Engie?
Engineer: Yeah Doc?
Scientist: Can I get… mmmh.. Three hours here alone?
Engineer chuckled to himself. He had the same thoughts when he first went to his workshop. With that, Engie left with a wave.
Engineer: I'll be in my workshop if ya'll need me.
Scientist nodded as he left. As soon as Engie left, Scientist went around the lab, making sure all of his new equipment was functional before starting a new experiment.
Some of the mercs had stayed in the rec room after breakfast. Scout was watching TV, Demo was sleeping on the poker table, and Spy was smoking while reading a magazine. Strategist was looking around the kitchen for a snack, when she saw a tasty looking sandwich in the fridge. She was about to grab it when Spy spoke up.
Spy: I suggest you not touch the Sandvich.
Strategist: Pardon?
Spy: The fat man has a sixth sense when it comes to his favorite food. Touch it and he will come in here and clobber you.
Strategist didn't believe the sabotage master, so she bent down and picked it up. Just then, Heavy practically burst in with the most blank look on his face and looked around.
Heavy: Who touched my Sandvich!?
He looked at Strategist and saw his Sandvich in her hands, a look of fear on her face. He shook his head and walked towards her.
Heavy: Heavy thought it was little baby Scout who touched Sandvich.
Scout: Hey! I learned my lesson from the last time!
Spy: About 15 times, you've learned it.
Scout made a certain hand gesture at Spy before looking back at the TV. Spy got up and, in a silent move, pinched Scout in a nerve. The runner yelled in pain and rushed out of the rec room. Everyone just looked at Spy, Strategist in fear of what could happen.
Spy: What? The little child was being rude.
Heavy: Anyway, Heavy will let little lady have Sandvich, since she has not had it yet.
Heavy then walked out of the room, presumably to clean Sasha. Strategist looked down at the Sandvich. "It must be good if Heavy likes it" she thought. She brought it to her mouth and took a bite. Her entire face lit up, tasting the Sandvich and feeling the flavors on her tongue. She wolfed the entire thing down.
Strategist: My, I'm completely gobsmacked about that Sandvich.
Spy: I'm surprised he let you have it. The only times he shares his food is on the battlefield and that's when we're wounded.
Strategist thought about this. Perhaps the Russian was warming up to new recruits on the team? Shaking the thought, she went off to her room to look over the various maps of Mann land in the Badlands.
Decoy had stopped by the medical bay to see why her Uber Heart was feeling so weird. She arrived at the waiting room, surprised to see Scout in one of the seats. He looked over and gave finger guns and a smile towards Decoy. Decoy came by and sat down next to it.
Decoy: Hello Scout.
Scout: Yo, what's up?
Decoy didn't like this young man that was sitting next to her. He was quite full of himself, which was frowned upon by her family. She never knows what to say to people like this.
Decoy: Umm… How have you been?
Scout: Oh, I've been great, let me tell ya. Other than Spy messing up my neck, I've been working out for like four hours. I mean, look at these guns. BAM!
Scout proceeded to flex his arms, which showed what Decoy could barley call "muscles" in the first place. "Why does this...man? hold himself on a podium?" She thought. Just then, Medic came in to call her in. The two went into the medical bay to fix the heart problem Decoy had. She sat on the hospital bed as Medic got ready.
Medic: I zhink zhat zhe heart is becoming stable, but it is beating at a faster rate, since it is a regular heart that was Ubered. So, I vill put a regulator on it to keep it in control, Ja?
Decoy: Hm, oh, thank you doctor.
Medic: Something on your mind, Fräulein?
Decoy: Yes, actually. As you foreigners say, what is the Scout's deal?
Medic: Ah, Scout. He is a very...uh... cocky young man. He is alvays talking about how great he is or some Scheisse. It is very annoying. Anyvays, let's get zhe regulator on the gauge, Ja?
Decoy nodded and got ready. As soon as the surgery was done, the heart felt better than before. On her way out, she looked over at Scout. He sat in the same spot she left him, tossing a baseball up and down. He noticed her and gave a wink in her direction. Decoy ignored him and continued walking. Men would always come up to her back at the village, so this was just another stroll through the park for her.
I've changed up what I original wrote to make it more interesting. Let me know how it is.