The Time Traveller: A TF2 Fanfic

Dance Fortress 2

Echo was in the dining hall eating. She just made herself some vegetable soup, but with a twist. She added hot sauce and jalapeño peppers. She absolutely loved spicy things, in her time, there was this sub mixed with dried ghost peppers and habanero sauce. She tried it and drank almost two gallons of milk. After she was done with her soup, she washed the bowl and put it up. She was bored so she took out her phone and played "Dare" by Shakira. She got in to the beat and started to dance. Shaking and gyrating her hips, she started singing along and losing herself in the music. Sniper was standing in the doorway, watching her with growing interest. She hadn't seen him due to her eyes being closed. "Ahem." She opened her eyes and saw him standing there. "Sniper! How long were you standing there?" "Long enough to know that you're a pretty good dancer." Echo blushed and looked away. "Thanks. I've been dancing like this since I was 13." Another song came on that was easier to dance to. Echo looked at Sniper and asked, "Wanna try and dance?" He nodded no, but Echo pulled him in anyway. He groaned and tried to find a beat. He found it and started to dance. "See? You've got it." Soldier came down to the dining hall just for some bread, and joined in when he saw Echo and Sniper dancing to a reggae beat. Then Scout came down and next was Pyro, Demo, Heavy, Engie, Spy, and Medic. They all had their own dance. Scout was break dancing, Spy did some sort of Michael Jackson dance move, Pyro was dancing all girly, Demo was dancing drunkenly, Heavy was doing some sort of Russian dance, Engie was yelling and clapping his hands, and Medic was trying to dance to the fast beat. Echo had never had this much fun dancing before. After the reggae song ended, club music came on. Echo started to get low and body roll. Only Medic stared at her dance moves. He got closer to her and put his hands on her hips, feeling the rolling movement. She noticed him and smirked. She backed up and started to grind on him. At this, he removed his hands and his eyes widened. Scout noticed and said,
"Dammmnnn!". Her grinding made him feel something in his pants. After she was done, she brushed off her shoulders as if nothing happened and walked off to her room, grinning like the cat that ate the canary.