The clone mercs make their debut here, so to hold confusion on who's the clone, the clones have their team name before their class name, while the originals don't. I.E. clone Scout is called BLU Scout.
Chapter 15: Some Getting Used To
Currently, it was night in the RED base. Everyone was asleep in their rooms except for one merc. Soldier was, apparently, up in the late hours of the night in the rec room's kitchen. RED Medic had heard the commotion from his room and, annoyed by his sleep being cut short, marched over to the rec room to give Soldier a piece of his mind.
RED Medic: Soldier, vhat en Gottes name are you doing?!
Soldier: Making chocolate pudding!
RED Medic: *Sigh* It's four o'clock in zhe morning! Vhy zhe #!$% are you making zhe chocolate pudding!?
Soldier: Pudding is a classic American dessert! Come and join the wonders of pudding, fellow American!
RED Medic: NO! I need my sleep, Soldier. So, if you please… STAY SILENT!
RED Medic marched back to his room to go back to sleep as Soldier poured out a bowl of pudding. " I don't see why we have to work with clones now. They could be spies for BLU! That sly doctor!" Soldier silently thought as he ate his pudding.
Today's mission was a King of The Hill mission at the ever rainy Sawmill. It was the first mission with the clones, so it was an interesting engagement. Currently, BLU had the point and was holding it well, but a good push could get RED the point. Scout was running away from BLU Pyro when he spotted his clone, BLU Scout. He dodged into the water and swam the other side, following his clone over to the waterfall near RED's spawn. At the waterfall, Scout was crouched behind a building, watching the clone stop on the other side and wait. Scientist came up to him, talked to him and pointed out to the main building, before his clone ran off towards the objective. Scout was overcome with anger over the demented doctor's constant pushing of him around. He stepped out to the logs and called out to him.
Scout: Hey, doc!
Scientist turned around to see Scout giving a rude gesture with his hand.
Scientist: Oh, hey there Speedy. Ya wanna get a beat down from the good doctor, don't 'cha?!
Scout: Yeah, but let's make it a man's fight! Melee only!
Scientist: Hehehe. I like it.
Scout pulled out his Sandman, giving a gesture to come at him. Scientist one brought out his new melee inventions, a boxing glove on a stick with a battery, wires, and a metal net on it, called the Shock Puncher.
Scientist was the first to run at Scout, causing Scout to hit his baseball to Scientist's face. Scientist wasn't stunned, but he was slowed down and confused. Scout came at him at full force, swinging his Sandman across Scientist's face and knocking him on his back. Scientist came at him as Scout's back was turned, dealing some damage and electrocuting him. Scout kneeled down to catch his breath, having Scientist run at him, ready for another swing. Scout,on the other hand, recovered from the electrocution, swinging around and knocking Scientist of his feet and doing some big damage. Scientist fell into the water, swimming back up and grabbing on to the logs, coughing. Scientist heard a gun cock, looking up and seeing Scout pointing his Winger at his head.
Scout: Nice aim there, Dr. Dumbass!
Scout proceeded to shoot Scientist in the head, killing him and sending him through respawn. As Scout was dusting himself off, he heard a gun cock behind him. Turning around, he saw a Shortstop aimed at his head, held by his BLU counterpart.
Scout: Aw crap.
BLU Scout: Hit the bricks, pal. You're done.
BANG!
It was currently night at BLU base, after their win at Sawmill. Scientist was in his lab testing some chemical mixtures when the intercom rang out, followed by Engineer's voice.
Engineer: Hey, Scientist. Ya got a crate up here addressed ta ya. Come and get it.
Scientist, confused, went up stairs to the Garage. Standing there was Engie and Spy, in front of a decently sized crate.
Scientist: Hey guys, what's this for?
Spy: You tell us. A delivery truck just came by here while the laborer was in here, dropped off the crate and drove off without a note or explanation.
Engineer: The funny thing is, mail days not till Tuesday, yet this thing's addressed ta ya.
Scientist: Huh. Well, I'll just take it to my lab and open it there. It's probably just the Ununoctium I ordered.
Scientist grabbed the crate and headed back down to his lab, surprised on how heavy it was. After setting the crate down and opening it, he was surprised to find a RED teleporter in it. He took out the teleporter and hooked it up to a generator.
Scientist: Not much difference between RED and BLU teleporter, so no advantage in dismantling it. Can't get much out of this if there's not a second one active.
Suddenly, the teleporter activated on it's own. Surprised, Scientist got out his newest gun, the Multi-Gun, not as powerful as his Laser Pistol, but has different modes of fire, electric energy, ice and regular lasers. Soon, a person teleported through the teleporter that he didn't expect to see. It was his clone on RED, wearing a thick lab coat, a pair of gloves and high tech, six lensed goggles.
RED Scientist: *Burp* Oh yeah, that's good.
Scientist lowered his Multi-Gun at the event of his clone's appearance. Sure he was him, but he seemed a little more rude and outlandish. Must come from working with RED or the cloning process.
Scientist: Ahem. What are you doing here RED?
RED Scientist: Well, obviously, I want to collab with you.
The clone stepped of the teleporter and approached the confused doctor.
Scientist: Collab? Why?
RED Scientist: Well, our Medic is more out of control compared to your Medic, as well as our Engineer being more malicious and less calm and rational. I can't speak with either since they're impossible to do so.
Scientist thought about the offer. Sure, his clone had a more outlandish behavior, but he probably has his original's honesty.
Scientist: Alrighty, I'll work with you. Doesn't mean I trust ya.
RED Scientist: Excellent. Also, someone else wanted to speak with you. Should be here in 3, 2, 1…
Another person came in through the teleporter, causing the two doctors to look back. Standing at the teleporter was a maskless Pyro, looking around, but with her back turned to them.
Pyro: I know Balloonicorn, but I want to see him again. He's my best friend.
She was silent for a few seconds before speaking again.
Pyro: No, I wouldn't rather spend time with you and Raindeericorn. Idiota.
RED Scientist cleared his throat to get Pyro's attention. Shaking her head, Pyro turned around to see she was in the BLU lab, her scarred face turning red.
Pyro: Lo siento. I was in my head.
Pyro had stepped off the teleporter and abruptly hugged Scientist, the latter being taken aback the action, but returned the gesture with another hug.
Pyro: I don't think I thanked you for releasing me from my fake world.
Scientist: Well, you're welcome, my friend. Oh, before I forget, I used the data from the schizophrenia to make these.
Scientist ran over to his table, rummaged around the papers and equipment, when he came running back holding a pair of big goggles with rainbow tinted lenses.
Scientist: I programed some chips to be hook up to the lenses, affecting the sensory organs of the wearer of the goggles. I call it "Pyrovision". Try it out.
Pyro, worryingly, grabbed the goggles and put them on her face. Immediately after they were hooked on, Pyro was transported back into Pyroland. She felt scared by the scene, since she knows it is all fake.
Pyro: OK, doctor, can I leave this place. It makes me feel uncomfortable now.
Scientist stepped forward and took off the Pyrovision goggles off Pyro. As all of this was happening, RED Scientist just stood back and watched. He might not be the original, but he knew he had a purpose in the short life he had been given.
Decoy did not like these "clones" as the others called them. She never thought of such things as duplicates of yourself when she was back home. She was still new to the whole thing of teleportation, automated sentry turrets, healing guns, practically turning into gods, etc. Fighting her clone during the Sawmill match was something that she still hasn't gotten over. She was currently in the rec room, thinking over the encounter she had with her clone. She just ran into her in the main building, looking exactly like her except her eyes. All that were in them were the want to cause chaos, something she's been taught to control. As she sat at the poker table, staring off at the opposite wall, when RED Demo came in and sat down next to Decoy.
RED Demo: Aye, what's with ya, lass?
Decoy: Oh, hello Demoman. I was just thinking about our battle with these duplicates.
RED Demo: *Mumbles* Ye… magic and robots…. Bloody wizard.
Decoy: What?
RED Demo: *Burp* Just 'ave a drink, lass. All... yer problems will leave after ye drink.
RED Demo handed Decoy his bottle of scrumpy. She awkwardly took it and looked over the bottle, the label showing "DeGroot's Rum; 1680" on the front.
Decoy: Um, whom is this DeGroot that is on the bottle.
RED Demo: Aye, me family's best scrumpy. Made and aged ta perfection.
Decoy wasn't going get a good conversation out of a Demoman that gets more drunk than the original, so she just took a long sip of the alcohol. Her first reaction was like she was punched in the face by Heavy.
Decoy: Geez, this is a lot more strong than sake from back home.
RED Demo: Like I said… de best of de best.
Decoy didn't know why, but she took another sip. That sip evolved into her drinking the whole bottle, causing her to become a little drunk. Luckily, her enhanced anatomy gave her resistance to large amounts of alcohol, but this was Demo's family recipe. RED Demo stumbled towards the kitchen fridge and grabbed two more bottles of scrumpy, giving one to Decoy. They opened their bottles and clinked them together, clear that the alcohol was kicking in more.
RED Demo: Cheers, mate.
Decoy: 乾杯! (Cheers!)
*The next morning*
An early morning at RED base. The birds were chirping, the snakes in the desert slithered, and the mercs slept peacefully. Soldier stepped out of his room and headed of towards the rec room to make breakfast. As he opened the door, the first thing he noticed was the strong scent of alcohol in the air. His first thought was Demo drinking excessively last night, but it smelt a lot stronger than when he usually does it. Stepping into the room, he found the answer to the smell. A past out Decoy and RED Demo were at the poker table, bottles littering the area around the two. Soldier chuckled to himself, knowing fully what he could do right now.
Soldier: Ahem. WAKE UP, MAGGOTS!
The sudden loud voice was enough to jolt RED Demo and Decoy out of their slumber and into the full effects of a hangover.
Decoy: Oooh, my head. What happened?
Soldier: Either you and Cyclops her got into a drinking game or he convinced you to have more than one sip! Now if you maggots excuse me, I need to make breakfast!
Soldier walked into the kitchen and got out a variety of random ingredients to make a… something, leaving RED Demo and Decoy holding their heads in dizziness and nausea.
Decoy: I feel sick.
RED Demo: Ye first hangover? Yeah, that happens after drinkin' too much. Just head ta da Medical bay, Medic will patch ya up. I got ta warn everyone why they haven't heard Soldier scream yet.
RED Demo got up, stumbling towards the rec room door from the hangover but looking like he'll manage.
Decoy: Um, Demoman?
RED Demo: Yeah, lass.
Decoy: Thank you for helping me get my thoughts off of these duplicates.
RED Demo: Aye, yer welcome, lass. Besides, ye can hold yer alcohol pretty well. Past out a second before I did.
RED Demo stumbled out of the rec room, leaving Decoy to her thoughts. As little as she has spent in a modern world, she liked it here.
The encounter with clone Medic and Soldier at the beginning was inspired by a video on YouTube I saw called "Team Neighborhood-Episode 2-Cable Calamity". I thought the interaction between the two was funny, so I included it.