Well, I've uploaded quite a bit of chapters, and I've almost completed everything in that regard. However, thanks to editing system, I can actually catch errors I didn't see before.
That's a lovely thing, isn't it?
A BLU Haired Medic - Chapter 4
"So, your name is Ami Mizuno, correct?" The Spy said, grinning silently to himself as he lead Ami through the hallway's of the BLU base, the two of them approaching a pair of stairs. "I assume that means you're from some Asian country, no?"
"Hai," Ami replied, nodding as she followed the Spy up the stairs to the second floor of the base, grateful for having someone to help carry her luggage. "So, what is your name?"
Spy chuckled a bit, confusing Ami for a bit before he realized that the young woman probably didn't understand what he was saying, "Well… if you want… you can simply call me… the Spy…"
This only added to the young woman's confusion, "Spy…? Is that some sort of nickname?"
Now it was the Spy's turn to be confused, the Spy stopping once they reached the second floor, staring at Ami for a few seconds before coming up with his answer. "Uh, yes! It is… don't ask why… I prefer to keep it a mystery…"
Ami only nodded in response as the Spy continued forward, Ami following behind, the Spy passing several doors marked with symbols, each of them marking which room belonged to who. Stopping in front of an unmarked door, the Spy slowly reached for the door knob and with a single turn, the door opened, opening to an unlit, dark room.
"Wait here while I turn on the light…" The Spy said, Ami nodding as the Spy walked into the room, reaching out, feeling around, grumbling as he realized at the light switch wasn't next to the door. Not wanting to leave the young woman waiting, the Spy went straight into the darker parts of the room, trying to feel out for any lights, but unfortunately didn't realize the chair infront of him.
A loud slam echoed through the room as the Spy groaned in pain, "Ah... merde..." Spy grumbled, reaching out and finding the light switch. Flicking it on, light filled the room through the small light bulb on the ceiling, providing only a small measure of light.
After the Spy turned on the light in the room, Ami quickly walked in, a little concerned for the slamming noise. "Spy-san? Is there anything wrong? I heard a slam an-"
The Spy interrupted her for a moment, pointing to the floor where he tripped over the chair, "My apologizes, it seems I broke your chair for your desk and I dropped your luggage as well..." Spy pointed to the open bags of luggage on the floor as well, the contents tossed out.
Without saying a word, the Spy began picking up the contents and placing them back in Ami's bags, Ami also placing her own bag on the bed in the room and helped Spy out, neither of them talking but both glad for the help.
This continued on for a few minutes, then the Spy caught sight of an awkward slip of paper sticking out of one of the bags, and while Ami wasn't looking, the Spy quietly picked it up and placed it in his suit pocket.
With everything now sorted out, the Spy turned to the broken chair and started picking up the pieces, "I'll get you a new chair while the Engineer gets this fixed," Spy said, and made his way to the door when the Sniper walked by, Sniper stopping to look in the room.
"Oi, Spy!" The Sniper said, waving Spy over, "I got a couple of things to say to ya!"
Spy, looking back at Ami, nodded and walked over to Sniper, the Sniper dragging him outside and pushed him against the back wall, the Sniper looking a bit angry.
"I hope ya got an explanation for what you did, Spy," The Sniper said, the Spy somewhat scared, "There had better not been any funny business going on, eh?"
Spy raised his hands up towards his face in defense, "No, I promise you, no funny business, don't think me that crude of a man!"
Sniper, unconvinced, shook Spy a bit, "Well then what was that slamming I heard a while back? You best explain that before I get blood on ya suit!"
Spy, still holding the broken chair pieces in his hands, pointed them out, "That was me... tripping on a chair..."
Sniper, looking at the pieces, let Spy go and began laughing uncontrollably. "You tripped over a chair? Bloody hell, your awful!"
"The room was dark, okay? The light switch wasn't next to the door either!"
Sniper, calming himself down, patted Spy on the back, "Well if wasn't anything funny, then alright. Also, tell the Sheila that dinner's at nine, Soldier's cooking."
With that, Sniper made his way back down, leaving Spy with his broken chair pieces.
"Dinner's at nine, Miss Mizuno, please don't be late..." The Spy said, and without waiting for a reply, also made his way downstairs, taking out the slip of paper he took out of one of Ami's luggage cases, looking carefully at what the paper had.
One Time Skip later...
Ribs, Ribs, and more Ribs. Everyone constantly feared the day that it was Soldier's turn to cook, especially during dinner time. Most of the time it was usually a sort of nearly unedible paste, which nearly everyone swore was probably made from maggots. Yet when Soldier cooked for dinner, it was always the same thing, nothing but Ribs. Even though Soldier cooked terrible breakfast and lunch, at least they wouldn't feel bad for not actually eating it and sneaking in their own small bits of food, yet when it came to Soldier and ribs, it was perfect. Soldier knew exactly how to make those ribs, even without proper sauce they were still mouth-watering; and it made everyone feel completely horrible since it was the ONLY thing Soldier cooked for dinner, and nearly everyone was sick of eating ribs. Except the Heavy.
"Ribs are manly! If you don't eat your ribs, you are less of a man and you will fail at life for the rest of eternity!"
So while Soldier was working in the Kitchen, making his Ribs, everyone else began sneaking in their small tidbits of food so they could survive Soldier's Ribs army. Then Spy entered into the Kitchen, the Spy holding his slip of paper on him.
"Gentlemen?"
Everyone in the mess hall turned to face Spy, seeing the paper in his hand.
"I think this might shed some light on the situation," Spy said, shaking the paper in his hand and before anyone could ask, tossed it down on a nearby table, the rest of the team flocking over to see what exactly Spy slammed on the table.
"Vhat the..." Medic mumbled, most disgusted at what the paper, which was a flier, had.
The flyer that Spy had taken from Ami was written entirely in Japanese, but even though everyone didn't understand the words, they could understand the context. Especially when there was a deformed picture of a Medic on the top right corner, bowing down with the BLU corporation Logo behind him.
"Little drawing of Medic is so tiny!" Heavy said, laughing a bit before the Medic gave him a spiteful look, the Heavy growing quiet quickly.
After everyone finished looking, the Spy picked up the flier again, "Apparently, I was right on my remark earlier... but she doesn't seem to realize exactly what is going on..." Spy then turned to the Engineer, the Engineer scratching his chin, "Can you translate this, Laborer?"
After a few seconds of thinking, the Engineer nodded, "I'll get this translated after dinner, pardner. I don't like the looks of it either and I think a translation will give us a better understanding of that lady there..."
"Just don't let Miss Mizuno see it... I don't think she'd appreciate me taking her things..."
As Engineer took the flyer and placed it in his overall's pocket, Soldier stormed out of the kitchen, a giant grin on his face, his eyes still obscured by his helmet, holding a giant plate stocked with nothing but Ribs.
"Gentlemen! I bring you Ribs!" Soldier announced, laughing wildly as he set them down on the center table, surrounded by plates and silverware.
Trying to disguise their discomfort for eating Ribs the fifth time in a row, everyone gave a forced laugh as they watched Soldier grab a plate, not even bothering with the forks or knives, and stocked his plate until a miniture pile of Ribs was on his plates.
"What are you waiting for, you Maggots? Not manly enough to eat my Ribs?!" Soldier said, his voice loud and full of anger. "YOU WILL EAT MY RIBS OR I WILL STRANGLE YOU ALL WITH YOUR OWN RIBS!"
Everyone knowing better than to anger Soldier any further, quickly formed a line, grabbing a plate while being watched by Soldier, his watchful eye seeing each plate to ensure that they were stocked with their own miniture pile of ribs.
With everyone's plate filled with Ribs, everyone quickly sat down, everyone prepared to eat when they were interrupted by their guest arriving late.
"Gomen nasai!" Ami said, bowing down politely as she walked in, "I didn't mean to come late but I got lost on my way here an-"
The Soldier stood up and stared at the young, blue haired lady. The Soldier had very little tolerance for people who were late, especially people who were late for his dinners. Walking towards Ami, the room become deathly quiet as Soldier stopped only two feet in front of Ami, the military man towering well above Ami.
"You are late, AND I DO NOT TOLERATE LATENESS!" Soldier said, screaming at the top of his lungs, everyone in the room wincing as Soldier continued, "ESPECIALLY FOR MY DINNER!"
Soldier then pointed to the pile of ribs, "Now get in line!"
Ami weakly nodded as she slowly made her way towards the ribs pile, grabbing a plate and picked up a fork. However, before she even picked out her first rib, the Soldier took both Ami's plate and fork and tossed them at the far wall.
"But wait, I can't eat without a p-" Ami began before being interrupted by Soldier again.
"DID I SAY YOU COULD EAT?! THESE RIBS ARE FOR MEN! NOW SIT DOWN AND WATCH US MEN EAT THESE RIBS PROPERLY!" Soldier said again, screaming at the top of his lungs.
Not wanting to argue with Soldier, Ami quickly took her seat, sitting next to the Heavy, as Soldier sat back down. After a few seconds of silence, the Soldier began vocariously tearing through his ribs pile, completely absorbed in eating his creation. Everyone else gave off a sigh of relief, knowing that Soldier would be too distracted by his ribs to do anything and also began the long process of eating through the Soldier's ribs.
The Heavy picked up his first rib and brought it close to his mouth, ready to eat, but then looked down at Ami, feeling a bit bad for the young woman for not being given anything to eat. After a moment of thinking, the Heavy reached into his belt satchel, taking out a foil-wrapped package out.
"Here," Heavy said, passing the foil-wrapped package in front of Ami. Looking at the package, Ami slowly removed the foil covering and soon found that underneath was a small sandwich slice.
"For me?" Ami asked, turning towards the Heavy, who gave the young woman a nod.
"Have Sandvich," Heavy then began eating his first rib.
Ami smiled, nodding as well, "Arigato!"
I won't lie. There's going to be Sexism.
Although I still worry in every chapter that I've done too much character derailment, especially with Ami Mizuno...
Well, okay!