It was the Support's first day on the job, and he woke up with a hangover. Sniper was awake already, who, after being glared at from a hungover Irishman because he said "G'day mate" in a cheery way, decided that Support should eat a bowl of ground up, raw coffee.
The Support ate it, and most of his hangover disappeared. He thanked Sniper, got dressed, and went to the canteen. There, Support found Engineer, frying some bacon in what Support thought was the smallest frying pan, despite having four rashers crammed into it.
"Hey buddy, do you want two rashes bacon?" asked Engineer.
"Are you sure?" queried Support.
"I'm sure. I started cooking them for myself, but I don't think I'd eat them."
"Alright then."
Engineer finished cooking the rashes of bacon, then put them on two plates, and put the plates on the table that Support was sitting at.
When the two had finished eating, Support asked Engineer about his family.
"So, do you have a wife, or a family, Engineer?"
"I don't have a wife, son. Hell, I was a Texan Redneck. And I don't really talk about my parents, as it was tragic what happened. What about you?"
"I'm engaged to be married. She's a sweet girl, bit shy, but that voice of hers is so nice."
"Ain't that a cute little thing?"
"Quite." said Medic, sitting down at the table with Heavy.
"Where is she staying?" asked Heavy.
"The town of Teufort, in a tidy little bungalow."
"Ahh, Support,tu est pauvres et Irlandais." said Spy.
"And for those of us that don't speak frog, Frenchie?" said Engineer.
"I said he was poor and Irish." replied Spy.
"Tiny baby Spy should not insult Support on first day." said Heavy.
Spy decided to be quiet for a little while.
"So, Engineer, what fight are we going to have today?" asked Support, when the team was waiting in the spawn room waiting for the day's match to start.
"It's an Arena, where you have to stay alive as long as possible while killing BLU. If we both teams survive a minute, then a control point becomes available to capture to win the round." replied the Texan.
Within the first minute of play, everyone on the Red team apart from Medic, Sniper, Spy, Support and Heavy had been killed, while the BLU team lost only their assault classes. Because of the number of BLU mercenaries still around, the RED team turtled near the control point, denying it to the BLU team.
Spy sacrificed himself when he disguised himself as the BLU Demoman, killed a couple of the BLU team, and was found out by the real BLU Demoman, who then gibbed the RED Spy with grenades.
Medic healed Sniper, Support and Heavy, before the German Übercharged Heavy to go down in a blaze of glory, when they were hit by some grenades from the BLU Demoman.
Sniper and Support looked at each other.
"This isn't good." said Support.
"You're right there mate." replied Sniper.
"Well, there's only one thing for it – you distract, I'll take out the remaining three BLU mercenaries with my Welrod. I might need a bit of covering fire, as the bolt on the Welrod is a little bit stiff and takes a bit of time between each shot."
"Right, let's do this."
When the Support disappeared, Sniper did some dances to keep the attention of the BLU team, who took pot-shots at him, until Support dealt with the BLU Engineer, Medic and Demoman with the Welrod, killing them almost without a noise coming from the pistol. Support went over to Sniper, as the Adminsitrator anounced that the RED team had won.
"Good one, mate!" said Sniper.
"You fought well too, Sniper." said Support.
The two men stood there for a few seconds, looking at the battlefield, before Support clapped his hands, rubbed them, and said:
"Now that's done, lets go and have a drink."