A/N: The mercs are now going to find out about the new recruits! What will their responses be to this information? I don't own TF2, that's Valve.
It was mid morning at the water treatment plant known only as Swiftwater, and BLU was having a rough time. They always did at this place, considering the major chokepoint that was the third point. However, a well timed ubercharge had broken RED's defenses, and the BLU Demo could already see RED's engineer scurrying back inside the spawn. "Go build more of your little guns! I'll shove everyone of 'em up your arse!" He fired a few grenades at the open door, blowing up the RED Heavy as he ran out. But by then the point had been captured, and before long, BLU had won the day, leaving a massive hole in the middle of a septic tank.
As RED gathered at the train station to go back to base, the speakers activated. "Good work, BLU team. You did well today. As for you, RED… disappointing. But worry not. Two new recruits will be arriving tomorrow. I want everyone to be at 2Fort when they get there. Understood?" There was a murmur of affirmatives, and the administrator spoke once more. "Good. These trains will take you directly there. Good day, gentlemen." With that, the speakers crackled, and the mercs shuffled onboard, wondering what would happen.
On the RED train…
Scout spoke first. "I wonder if the new recruits are chicks. If they are, Imma show 'em around the place, give them a-" *SMACK!* "OW! What the hell, Spy!" Spy said nothing at first, then turned to Scout and, staring into his soul, said, "Remember the lessons." Scout mumbled a "Yeah, I will." and Spy backed off. Pyro was in a corner drawing a RED rocket blasting off into space, and Demo was chugging scrumpy like he always was. After a loud belch, he mumbled, "Imma kill you and I'll keep killing you… and then you'll be dead and I'm gonna…" *BELCH!* Heavy was inspecting his minigun, and Spy, satisfied, sat back to read his newspaper.
On the BLU train…
"I wonder if they'll think my stuff's interesting…" Engie said not quite to himself. Sniper replied, "Oi dunno, mate. Not many people Oi know do." Medic was ecstatic. "New specimens! It's wunderbar, I tell you! I must prepare zhe equipment!" Soldier was ranting in the corner about "women on the battlefield" (he'd adopted Scout's thinking, apparently) and periodically shouted sexist phrases that echoed through the train car. Everyone ignored him.