We soon found the table Tom was at. He must have left when we were gone since there was a new pack of bullets, along with a small pack of jam cookies in front of him.
He was still looking intensely at the road.
"Hey Tom, look what Randy got!"
Tom's head perked up at the sound of Stan's voice and he moved the stuff aside.
We pulled up chairs, but were one short."I've got this, I said," going to a nearby table.
There were two guys sitting there already.
"Hey, is this seat taken?" I asked.They sized me up and down and laughed to themselves.
"Sure is hottie, I bet you'd look lovely sitting there."
"Yeah, you wanna hold my gun later tonight?"
They both laughed and took a swig of their beers.
"Actually, we'll just be taking this chair thanks!" Strained Randy from behind me as he took the chair. "Come on Y/N INITIAL, let's go."
"Y/N INITIAL , but I'm-"
"Shush, just go with it." Whispered Randy."Aw man, talk about a cock block!"
"What's next you're going to block the road?"The sound of a high-five and more laughter followed.
Back at the table we sat, drinking together.
"So anyway Y/N, can we establish something real quick?" Said Randy, halfway done with his beer.
"...Sure?"
"Okay so when we're near large groups of men, your name is Y/N INITAL, kay?" He took the last big sip from his beer.
"Huh? Why?"
"Listen, Y/N," Began Stan and he put his hands together. ", these men get rather... how do I say this."
"Fucking horny." Blurted Tom.
We all shut up for a second.
"Listen, this doesn't apply to them, it also applies to us too. You guys know for a fact we barely see women here. Heck I've only seen like 3 female soldiers, the one with big fat tits on the other side, this one, and then the other one who is probably dead."
"Dude but that chick had MASSIVE honkers on her. Man, is that side lucky." Randy leaned back, shaking his head and dreamily staring into the distance, before falling off the chair.
"Yeah but you just have to be careful, it's not that we hate women, it's just that we're worried that's all." Said Stan.
"But that's just unfair, you guys can't do this to me."
"Y/N listen" Tom's voice turned firm. Both Randy and Stan turned away, taking sips from their beer.
Tom removed his goggles, showing me his dark brown eye and very thick brows, he had half of his face covered with bandages. Could it be because of the mission Stan talked about?
"Listen I don't want you attracting anyone you don't want, especially if they're on the other side, ugh those guys think they're better than us." He put on his goggles and acted like nothing happened.
"At least their Captain is more respected... I guess compared to ours." Randy said under his breath.
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Forced Together? (Tankman x Female Reader)
FanfictionMade this for fun, so idk if I'll finish, since I'm usually content with keeping stories in my head. Unfortunately, this is my first story here :). Me sharing my love for funny newgrounds man here is funny lol. Sorry if the cover and formatting is...