NOTE: A much shorter fic this time. Solly centric. It made sense when I wrote it. Enjoy! :P
Pairings: None.
Disclaimer: I don't own Team Fortress two or the characters/world therein and am not making any money off of this. (A labor of love ((boredom)) really. xD )
KINGDOMS
As a boy, the Soldier had heard all the usual stories about knights and round tables and kings and battles against dragons. Those things all sounded fantastic to the child, and it stayed with him, in a sense. Americans didn't have the same history with kingdoms as Europeans had; there was no part in history class where the Soldier would have had to memorize the names of kings if he had cared enough to do the work- after all, that wasn't nearly as fun as leaning how to shoot things and memorizes Sun Tsi's the Art of War.
Years later, as an adult, the Soldier often found himself thinking back to those kingdoms of his youth. After all, day after day, he found himself in a valiant battle against fire-breathing beasts and archers and Nazis- he was pretty sure the King Arthur totally killed his fair share of Nazis while saving the town from the Sheriff of men in green tights or something like that. Yes, he found himself storming the enemy castle time and time again day after day and at no point did any of that ever bother him.
In fact, the Soldier, with his trusty shovel sidekick, found himself rescuing the fair maid Intel, and what a beauty she was, from the clutches of her BLU captors- especially that traitorous ass-hole of a Scottish cyclops who called him a civilian in that weird robot voice of his that the Soldier had never heard before or since. Just thinking about her sweet voice calling for his help was enough to encourage the Soldier to crack a few BLU skulls and risk life and limb to get into that dungeon under their castle where they kept her.
The rest of the team might have thought him insane, and maybe they were on to something with that, but the Soldier thought of himself as a modern day knight rescuing his fair maiden from the clutches of the enemy, and this place where he worked, Tuefort, was his kingdom to serve and protect until death do they part amen!