Chapter two- Meet Reliable Excavation Demolition
The Doctor and his two companions followed the RED Soldier into a base that seems very rustic and almost falling apart.
"What'chu got there, pally?" A younger man also in red uniform asked the RED soldier.
"Scout, we got new allies." Another man said, a red suit and matching ski-mask as uniform. "Don't be so rash."
"And you are?" The Doctor questioned the well-dressed man.
"I am the Spy." He responded.
"Yo, everyone just calls me Scout." Said the younger man.
The Doctor looked over to another person, whom gender was difficult to classify. It breathed heavily through a Gas mask and played with a zippo lighter.
"Are you my mummy?" The Doctor joked.
"Mmmmmmph." It attempted to respond.
"Don't mind that bag of hot air." The RED scout said.
"Pardon?" Rory questioned.
"The Pyro is unknown to all of us." The RED spy included. "It's a mystery no one feels like answering."
Everyone stopped when a man flew into the base, obviously riding the explosion of a projectile. The man wore a large black vest that housed several grenades. As he returned to his feet, his only available eye looked up at everyone there, his other covered by an eye patch. His black skin contrasted with the rest of the team.
"Ah, just the Demoman." Scout said, and opened up a can of soda that read 'Bonk! Atomic punch!' on the front.
"Aye, what's wrong with you?" Amy questioned.
"Oh, another Scottish one here, do we?" The man questioned, brushing dirt off of his Red pants.
Amy watched as the man collapsed to his knees, struggling to keep his balance.
"Doctor!" He shouted, attempting to get to his feet once again.
The Doctor quickly squatted down to get to the man's level.
"What do you need?" The Doctor asked.
"Aye, who's this nut?" the man questioned. "Medic!"
The Doctor watched as another man in a long lab coat ran forward, a large steel device on his back. Connected to the device was what looked like a cannon, red energy spilling out.
"Oh, what is that!?" The Doctor asked, and jumped up, screwdriver in hand.
"Who iz zhis?" The man questioned, fixing a pair of glasses resting on his face, an obvious german accent behind his voice.
"I'm the Doctor." The doctor explained. "And you are?"
"I'm known as ze Medic." The man explained, fixing a bright red bow-tie around his neck.
"Nice bow-tie." The Doctor noticed.
"Danke, kamerad." The RED Medic answered.
"Bow-ties are cool." The Doctor said to Amy. "Face it."
Amy simply rolled her eyes then stopped when she heard a loud noise. Almost like very loud chewing.
"Doctor," Amy began. "You hear that?"
The RED Medic answered her question first. "Zat is just ze Heavy."
"The… Heavy?" Rory asked.
"Si." Said the RED Demoman.
"That big ol' piece of blubber just likes to eat. Really loud." The RED Scout teased.
"Hush, Scout." The RED Spy ordered. The Doctor obviously liked him more than anyone else here, as he was much more of a gentleman, compared to everyone else.
The man known as Heavy walked forward, a very large gut holding a larger ring of bullets, each nearly 3 inches long. A shiny bald head reflected part of the ceiling lights and his massive hands held half a sandwich.
"Who are these babies?" The RED Heavy very calmly asked.
"Yo, lard-fat. Don't you ever pay attention?" The RED Scout noted.
The Medic simply explained who everyone was to the Heavy, as he hadn't seemed all that bright compared to everyone else.
"Oh." The RED Heavy said, making sense of the Gallifreyian and his companions.
"Doctor." He said, pointing to the Doctor.
"Amy." He said, searching out Amy.
"And Ron." He finished.
"Um, it's actually Rory…" Rory protested.
"That is what Heavy said. Ron."
Rory whacked himself in the forehead with his palm.
"Now, son." Rory heard another voice, obviously with a Texan accent. "Dat der Heavy ain't exactly the Brightest."
The Doctor looked over to find another man in Red clad, with dark grey goggles and a bright yellow hard hat. A pair of grey overalls slung around his body and a large pocket hung from his belt.
"Howdy," The man said, shaking The Doctor's hand. "People just call me the Engineer."
"Oh, and an engineer." The Doctor said. "My day gets better!"
The Doctor stopped and looked over at the Engineer.
"Do you own a Stetson?" He questioned.
"Yeah, I'm pretty sure I do, somewhere." The RED Engineer said.
"Fantastic." The Doctor said and gave the RED Engineer a high-five.
"Is that everyone here?" Amy asked.
"Bloody Bogan!" The Doctor heard one last voice shout, a bronze shell hitting the ground, an echoing gunshot rung throughout the room.
"What was that?" The Doctor questioned, ducking for cover.
"That's just the Sniper." The RED spy said. "He's one of ours."
"Okay, so is that it?" The Doctor asked. "The Scout, Soldier, Pyro, Demoman, Heavy, Engineer, Medic, Sniper and Spy?"
"Yeah." The engineer said.
"Fantastic."