Scout and His Sister.

The Attack Plan.

"YO, WHEN WE GUNNA ATTACK?!"

Scout's shout woke everyone up from their daze.

"Vhat? Vhat did you say, Scout?" Medic said, rubbing his eyes. "Sorry, ve fell asleep."

"Why?" Scout asked, and walked in with Brit in his right arm.

"Maybe because we need a plan to attack the Reds!" Solider yelled.

"Shh! Ay, Ay! Brit's just got to sleep!"

Scout gestured to Brit, who was dangling an arm at her side. The other hand was laying crooked in her lap. Scout lifted Brit up, and looked at the rest of the group.

"Alright, I thought we would just...y'know..." Scout used his free hand to act as an explosion as he made the noise.

"No, ve need strategy!" Heavy yelled, slamming his fist on the table.

"Shh!" Scout warned, and pointed at Brit again.

"Mph!" Pyro's muffled shout made Scout turn around. Pyro was holding out his hands, offering to hold Brit.

"Yeah, I trust ya." Scout handed Pyro Brit and smiled.

"Well, what the samhill are we gonna do about those Reds?" Engineer asked, looking at everyone in the group. "I've got sentries and other weapons, and we've done sneak attacks before, but--"

"We didn't have plans for the last sneak attacks." Spy said, standing up. "Eet ees easy to attack with a plan, but eet ees harder to think of one."

"Then we let Brit make the plan."

Everyone turned to Scout.

"Ya heard me!"

"Scout, are you insane?!" Spy whisper-yelled at Scout.

"She is juzt a child! Izt not her decision!" Medic said.

As everyone shouted protest, Sniper thought.

"Can't believe I'm sayin' this, but the kid's right." Sniper finally speaks, and stands up.

"What?" Scout asked, as if he was starting to deny his own plan.

"The ankle-bitter's gotta make up her own plan."

"Sniper...izt right." Medic agreed after a few moments.

"Alright!" Scout cries in triumph.