(Old Version) Monsters and Men (Platonic Mercs X Child Reader)

The Table

"...I zink ze child was being trained..."
Engies confused stare slowly crept back onto his face.

"...trained to what?..."

"...trained to kill..."
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You were very nervous. You were not looking forward to walking into that room. The people that you would see were either ones you haven't really been introduced to yet or ones you really didn't want to meet again...but being that the bird-stealer you now know as Spy has sent you, you cannot fail. To fail is to show that you're weak and you didn't want to show that...so you walked into that room where the eyes trained on your every movement. It felt like each gaze had its own degree of something, be it anger from Scout, embarrassment from Sniper, hidden sadness in Heavy, curiousness from Pyro, some type of proudness from Soldier, the dazed-looking stare of the obviously drunk Demo...and the intense analyzation of Medic...Being a complete creature of habit, you sat in the same seat you sat in last time. This time having an empty seat to your right and Medic back at your left. When you pulled yourself onto the chair you realized that the stares didn't stop. Demo, being a bit more than half drunk, decided to ask what they were all thinking.

"What are ye doin here lass? Ye can't go walkin around here alone..." You stared at him for a moment before figuring out how to respond. You pointed to the empty chair beside you. They seemed to understand what that meant. The silence grew once again around the table. While the stares had let up at this point you saw Scout still heavily glaring at you. You stared back with a bit of guilt in your eyes. You didn't mean to hurt him, you had thought it was a part of the training...Medic seemed to notice and grew concerned and confused. He could tell you were becoming upset so, with the most comforting smile he could muster, he pulled his notebook from his pocket and slid it over to you.

"Can jou draw me a picture of Archimedes? He has been really fussy vizout jou so I figure maybe a picture jou drew could help calm him, ja?" Even though his smile was a bit creepy to you, you did gratefully take the excuse to stop looking to Scout AND draw your bird friend. So you gave him a polite nod with before getting to work. As conversations started to be had around the table, Medic observed how everyone seemed to have some sort of feeling toward you. Scouts being the most obvious with his unrelenting glare, Soldier and Demo looking to you with almost a look of pride, Sniper looking like he was keeping his head down and trying to ignore you and Heavy being the most unnoticeable due to his avoidance of eye contact with you while also taking glances as if seeing if you were alright...something had happened...

And Medic noticed...

He turned to Scout with a cold stare as he questioned him quietly so no one else could hear.

"Vhats going on vith jou and ze little taube?" Scout turned to Medic almost frothing at the mouth. Medic only then noticed some nice bruises forming on his face, arms, and really everywhere skin was shown.

"Dat little she-devil attacked me!" He quietly exclaimed. Medic grew confused...what? Why would you do that? Medic then quickly remembered this was Scout he was talking to and any suspicion of your wrong-doing was waived the minute the realization came to mind

"I see...any reason vhy?" He prodded. Scout was quick to answer.

"I have no fucking idea! One minute I was just walkin by and da next she put me on da ground!" It was clear by his tone alone that he was lying. But the fact that even Sniper looked annoyed by the story confirmed Medics suspicion. He turned to Sniper now. 

"vhat actually happened?" Scout grew even more annoyed at how Medic didn't believe him but, due to knowing that he was lying, he instead chose to just cross his arms and grumble insults under his breath. Sniper turned to Medic with hesitation. He also held heavy bruising. Medic was now really confused. Sniper finally spoke up.