Laying between Heavy's folded arms, Medic breathed out. He wasnt too eager to wake the gentle giant but decided to do it before Soldier could barge in. He stumbled out of Heavy's cuddle and gingerly shook his shoulder.
"Heavy, vake up."
"Urrrghh..." The hairless bear-man rolled over.
"Mein gotte... VAKE UP!"
Heavy itched his ear with his pinky finger and squinted.
"Doktor is loud. Take a chill pill, yes?"
"Please stop borrowing Scout's phrases."
It wasn't long after they got dressed that their spoons began clanking against their bowls of stale Cheerios. They were hunched over in comfortable silence. Heavy frowned at his spoon which was about the size of his index finger.
"Vhat is the matter now?" Medic said through clenched teeth.
"Spoon is too small."
"Then use the ladle."
"Pyro disintegrated it when he attempted to make spicy salsa, remember?"
Medic wound up to quip back when Heavy interrupted.
"Little man WOULD remember if he kept an eye on his chemicals! Pyro thought doktor's chemicals were herbs and spices!"
They heard Sniper's rifle go off somewhere far out, but decided to ignore the sound and it's grim implications to continue their argument.
"You are implying it was my fault Pyro was being careless and shtupid?!" Medic seethed.
"Pyro is Pyro! Doktor is the one who is careless and stoopid!"
"Look who is talkink, y-"
Spy burst into the door, fumbling with his belt.
"Men! Quit your incessant squabbling for once!"
He stopped to yank up the pants which had left his red polka-dotted boxer shorts exposed.
"Ze match has started!"