A Day in a Merc's life

by Hyphoplayer

19 year old Alex, has kept a story at his back for the past 6 years, and he's going to tell it, and you are going to be the first few to know the story of how a Fictional person goes through life's challenges with the help of Non-fictional people from Valve's 8 year ongoing game: Team Fortress 2.

7. Chapter 7: Trouble faces trouble

"WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP, MAGGOTS!" Soldier shouted. "GODDAMN IT SOLDIER. IT'S ONLY 4 AM AND YOU'RE WAKING US UP!?" I shouted back. "YOU'D BETTER BE AWAKE OR I'M GOING TO DRAG YOUR SORRY ASS IF YOU DON'T GET UP WHEN I COME BACK." He shouted in reply. Then suddenly a loud bang in the door that could have shook 3 units away, awake. "Shameless." I muttered. "Yeah, I feel ya partner." Said Engineer. "But that's Soldier, always in military mode, anyways we'd better be on work, or he'll be on our legs again." Engineer said.

The morning was a complete mess for me, and since the two mercenaries can feel it, they did not talk to me for 30 minutes. Soldier returned at exactly at 5:00 AM, in which dawn breaks. "Well how did your daily run go?" asked Medic. "Well the usual, the police did not see me anyway." replied Medic. "None, neither come near any?" Medic added further. "Confirmative." Soldier simply said. "I need to find some nice things to do, excuse me." I said.

THE WORDS, THE NERVE, THE GUTS. THE MAIN THREE THINGS THAT SOLDIER HAS IN HIS MILITARY MODE. AND THOSE ARE THE THREE MAIN THINGS THAT TURN ME ON. I MEAN C'MON I'M SENSITIVE AS HELL. TRY BURNING BY COMPUTER CLASSES BOOKS AND I'LL LITERALLY KILL YOU, AS FOR AN EXAMPLE. BUT THIS IS WAY DIFFERENT, I'M DEALING WITH A VIDEO GAME CHARTACTER, AND IT'S SILLY.

I tuned my PC on again and popped the TF2 CD. When I looked at my taskbar in the desktop, I was shocked. I screamed. Engineer came in rushing and he saw me clutching the behind of my chair. "What's the problem Alex?" Engineer asked. "IT'S DECEMBER 19 AND IT'S TOMORROW.." I gagged out. "What?" He said. '"IT'S TOMMORROW!" I screamed.

"What's tomorrow?"

"MY PARENTS AND SIBLINGS ARE COMING TOMORROW."

"Wait, your WHAT."

"THEY SAID THEY'RE COMING FOR A VISIT."

"GODAMNIT, BAD TIMING."

"WHERE WILL YOU GO?"
"THAT'S THE PROBLEM."

"GUYS CAN'T YOU HELP, IT'S FOR YOUR SAKE." I said. Medic and Soldier went to work at once.

"Engineer, you can't stay in the cabinet it would result Carbon Monoxide Poisoning." I said.

"Yes, I know. But if we can postpone it.." Engineer said. "POSTPONE IT!? ARE YOU CRAZY!? I TRIED POSTPONING IT WEEKS AGO BUT IT WAS FIRMLY DECIDED, MY SISTER IS GOING CRAZY ABOUT IT." I said. "HOW IN HELL NOW." Engineer ended.

Long time passed by and we couldn't take it anymore, "Our only be-doomed choice is.. i'll have to send you three out." I announced. "WHAT." the three said. "Well, do you want to be un-noticed?" I asked. "Yes." They said. Then you'll have to do that.

On the next day, we got ready to give the plan the blast start-off, but in an unfortunate timing my family was at the door. "Oh hello Alexander... and who are these people.". Yikes.

Chapter 7: "Trouble faces trouble."