Engie's pov
Okay so a little bit more tinkering aaaaand bam! Lock completed! Oh boy, this is gonna be a bitch to install... but it'll be worth it. For a chance to talk to (y/n), I'd do anything. Whoa, she's really got me wrapped around her finger. Jesus, if I don't explain how I feel soon I'm gonna lose it.
I see Heavy beckoning me. Almost time to go, I sigh and crack my neck. Let's do this.
(y/n)'s pov
I chuckle when I see the BLU Scout's worried expression as I train my guns on him. I shoot close to his shoulder and see him flinch. But he refused to move. That's strange, I've never seen a scout not running during a battle. He looks scared and uncomfortable, I wonder what's got him so bothered and if it'll affect my team... He beckons furiously at me and I face palm. I'm probably going to regret this but I'll listen to him for once, I guess.
I keep my guns trained on him but walk closer with an inquisitive look on my face. He looks relieved. I want to know what he wants and if it could hurt my team. I'm expendable, they don't need me to function. I'm like an upgrade to a sentry gun, I make it slightly stronger but the gun works without.
I shrug my shoulders and approach the scout. "What's wrong?"
"I-It's our engineer. I can't explain but it's serious. Please help!" he practically started begging, Jesus.
"Why should I help? He's a BLU, I'm a RED. Hell, I shouldn't even be talking to you." I made sure to make my voice icy and venomous to hide how concerned I was getting. I remember the first time I saw their Engie. How he just stared and blushed when I winked at him, not even moving to get his wrench and upgrade his sentry gun. I hate to admit it but I worry about him, if he's feeling what I think he's feeling I'm gonna have to break his heart. I absolutely hate doing that, especially to someone like him. I see the scout shift anxiously and his eyes flickering to my cold face and the gun pressed into his chest. I sigh and lower my weapon. "ffffffine." I groan and he jumps with joy.
"Thanks toots! You have no idea what a help you're being, really!" I frown at the name he called me but follow silently, wondering what's wrong. Scout seems to see how deep in thought I am and chooses to explain.
"He's sick. Not the normal kinda sick, so medic can't help and we're at our wits ends. We're hoping you can take a look at him and fix him y'know?" I frown. Not the normal kind of sick? What kinds of sick are there? And this scout is confusing, ours would never say "at our wits end" he'd say something like "shit fuck outta luck." so I guess this scout is a good actor or more sophisticated, which I really doubt. I decide on the first one and think I'll issue a little warning...
I grab the BLU scout by the ear and whisper darkly. "If you or your team try anything funny I will personally cut off your dick and shove it so far up your own ass that you can taste it." He whimpers and I laugh cheerily. "got it?"
"understood ma'am." he tenses up as I giggle childishly. "Fantastic! Now, let's see what's wrong with your engineer." I look around and see that I'm already deep in BLU territory. This felt... wrong. Like a RED should never dare to set a foot here. My respect for scout and spy go up a bit for remaining calm doing this. It's pretty obvious I hate it here with how tense I am and the fact that my guns were being gripped so tightly that my knuckles went white.
"Calm it toots, you're with me." he smiled smugly while I scoff and roll my eyes. He tried to put his arm around me in a comforting gesture but the cold barrel of my gun pressed into his side made him freeze. He backed off and I grin.
"uh, toots. We're here..." he seemed scared and I look up at the warehouse. It had a weird device on the door and I braced myself, expecting it to be a new bomb by the BLU Demoman. I took note of all the visible components for future reference, wondering if our Engie or Demo could replicate it, and step forward, prepared to wake up in respawn. I open my eyes surprised and see an amused BLU scout.
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