However, they were not in the mood to concern themselves with Engineer at the moment. While one might expect that the mercs would be tired of leaves after the tornado fiasco, they were all content to relax in the leaves while watching the sunset. Or, in Soldier and Spy's case, they were content to sit on the roof together. Sniper thought it might be best go give them room, so it was with a yodel or something of the sort that he leaped down into the mass below and left the two alone. Heavy returned without Engineer, and assured Medic that the tiny man would not be leaving the timeout pen anytime soon. Medic wisely did not question him any further. The team would soon see just how securely the Texan had been Imprisoned in the pen.
Spy had freed his arms of the blanket a little bit ago, and Soldier took the opportunity to place one of his hands on Spy's. Spy started, and then turned to look at his beloved, who, despite having a large helmet blocking both of his eyes, was gazing at Spy with an affection that was reserved for his significant other only. Spy's lip trembled as he matched Soldier's look, and he smiled upon seeing Soldier's blue eyes (at least, he would have seen them if there wasn't blue gray metal hanging in front of them).
"Je- I mean," Spy began as leaned closer. "I must have all the luck in the world to have you, Jane." He said softly. Soldier smiled, and arranged their hands so that his blocky fingers were entwined with Spy's gloved, dainty ones.
"Not as lucky as I am to have you." Soldier whispered, turning his whole body so he could take Spy's other hand. Spy's heart swelled with love and affection and leaned in.
As the two lovebirds moved to kiss each other, Sniper hooted loudly from below. Spy jumped, and in doing so, accidentally slammed his face into Soldier's, resulting in a messy smooch (possible black eyes as well from the helmet hitting his eyes). Sniper's yell increased in volume and he jumped up and down in excitement. Pyro had gone to put their flamethrower next to the base, and had just returned to witness Sniper's shrieking. They had to seize his hand and drag him underneath the sea of leaves so that Soldier and Spy could be happy in peace. Scout surfaced (still burrito-ed in a blanket) and he looked longingly at the two mercenaries up on the roof. In his envy, he glanced around for a suitable candidate to receive his affections. To his chagrin, Demoman and Pyro were already rolling around in the leaves together while Sniper was currently drowning.
The only unoccupied teammates left were Heavy and Medic, the latter of which did not care for romantic feelings. Thus, Heavy it was. Scout, despite having all of his limbs restrained in his blanket burrito, sprung forth from the leaves and launched himself towards his target. Unfortunately, rather than Heavy catching the projectile flying at him, he stepped to the side. This had the effect of Scout crashing all the way through the wall headfirst. In the midst of the sounds of destruction, one could hear Engineer grunt in pain. Heavy smiled a little bit. And with that to lift Heavy's spirits, he shouted something in Russian and did a mighty leap, cannonballing into the leaf mass (coincidentally landing on Sniper). Pyro and Demo leaped out of the way, and then had the miraculous idea of dog piling on Sniper, and thus they both landed on top of Heavy. Medic watched from afar, mildly amused, and then he, too, threw himself into the fray.
Meanwhile, Soldier glanced down at the carnage. He was currently ensconced lovingly in Spy's arms.
"I can't believe it, crouton." He said suddenly, causing Spy to shift and look over. "They're having fun without us." Spy's eyes narrowed as he saw the rest of the team wrestling each other (even Medic, who normally refrained from such behavior).
"Well, mon petit ami, I believe we should rectify this." Spy announced. Soldier frowned for a second.
"I'm your little friend? Spy, I'm bigger than you." He commented, confused. Spy reached a hand out and rested it on Soldier's cheek.
"It only means that you are my lover." Spy said fondly as color rushed to Soldier's cheeks.
"Oh." Soldier looked away for a moment, embarrassed. "French is weird."
Spy laughed at that, and then stood up, pulling Soldier up as well.
"On y va!" Soldier called out, with a fairly impressive accent. A tear rolled down Spy's face; he was so proud. The two held hands, and then together they plummeted into the chaos below.
Sniper was miraculously alive, and had managed to fight his way out from underneath Heavy. Unfortunately, his freedom was short-lived, because Spy and Soldier suddenly fell from the sky directly on top of him.
"Agghhh!" Sniper yelled in pain.
"Apologies, private!" Soldier cried out upon contact. Sniper probably replied, but no one could hear it because he was too far down.
Heavy let out a war cry as he lifted up an absurd amount of leaves and hurled it on the S-trio. However, he was thwarted from another throw by Pyro shoving a bunch of wet leaves down his shirt. Demoman laughed heartily at that one, and even harder when Heavy attempted to return the favor. There was no way for Heavy to get anything in Pyro's suit, so he gave up that plan and merely lifted the pyrotechnician up and chucked them at Sniper, Soldier and Spy. All four of them went beneath the surface, rolling in the deep leaves.
Then it was Heavy who suddenly roared as he vanished into the void. It turns out that Medic was quite adept at navigating through giant leaf piles in secrecy, sort of like deep-sea diving. He used that skill to make his way to Heavy, where he used all the strength in his old-man-bones to pull at Heavy's ankle, who went down like a rock.
The sun moved down as the team frolicked in the leaves, darkening the sky. It really was quite a beautiful sight: the red glow of sunset illuminating the base, the fiery leaves dancing about the wind, the Scout-sized hole in the base. Pyro popped up from the leaf-sea in time to watch Medic successfully attack his next victim (Soldier) and drag him underneath. They laughed, appreciative of Medic's play. It wasn't too often that the team got to just have fun outside of the base. Normally, they were either getting killed by the other team, or they were getting killed by whatever supernatural nonsense just happened to occur that day.
Pyro smiled, but no one could see it through their mask. They truly enjoyed times like these, and they were very happy they could spend it with their teammates.
Well, they thought, looking back at the base, sans Engineer. Pyro's flamethrower had been carefully put back near the base after the menace had been defeated. No matter Engineer's intentions were with the whole tornado thing, he had touched it.
And that was an offense that would be paid for in due time.
"Pyro!" Heavy's booming voice suddenly called out. Pyro looked over and saw Heavy's hand filled with a large clump of leaves. Sniper wrestled with Medic as he attempted to pull him under while Soldier and Spy circled around Demoman, each using him as a shield from their lover. There was a little rowdiness missing from the scene, as Scout had probably passed out after breaking through the base wall and then some. The only other member absent was the perpetrator of the entire disaster, and Pyro did not mind the lack of Texan.
Despite that crimes that had conspired at the base that night, Pyro was still ready to have fun, and they leaped back into the fray where they belonged.