TF2 mercs(original neighbor AU) x Reader {VERY OLD!}

Seems legit

Finally, you were here. Gosh it had taken you a long time to actually move into this house, but it was worth it. You were looking up at the two story, but relativly small house. The white paint coverd most of the house exept for the roof, witch was a smooth black color. You even had a front yard! And now you can actually live for yourself, without anyone judging you for eating cereal more than once in a day.

You were expecting the moving truck to come any second now. But since it wasn't here yet, you decided to look around at the other people's houses. In a casual way, not a creepy way.

Looking to your right side, you see a bunch of other houses. It looked like eatch on had their own unique personality. The one farthest down the street looked neat in your opinion. It wasn't too fancy, nor not fancy at all. It just gave you that vibe of "neatness" even so, it gave an odd sketchy vibe.

The one right infront of it didn't look as neat as the other one. Actually it looked alot smaller than all the other houses. From where you were standing, you could see a very colorful garden. With so many flowers that you don't even think a flower expert could name all of them. "Maybe a sweet old lady lives there?" You thought to yourself. It was oddly cute.

Second farthest house was, scary, to say the least. The place looked old, and run down. It looked as if it could have been a beautiful place in the past. The garden had overgrown wilted wallflowers all over them. The rest of the plant life was dead, it was sad and creepy to look at. You were internally grateful that you didn't live infront of that house, and that evertime you stepped outside, you wouldn't have to see that.

Infront of that mess was a pretty casual house. It almost looked like yours, but it was more of a tan color than your houses pure white color. They, like the person infront of them, did not really seem to care about their garden, from what you could tell. But it was still prettier than whatever the wallflowers on the other house were.

Well, that's all for the right side of the street, "What about the other side? Actually, do i really wanna see it after what i just saw?" you mentally ask yourself. "It can't get worse... Probably...". You were silently hoping you didn't jinx it.

You looked to your left, and, it didn't look too bad. It was kinda odd, but honestly you were getting a little more worried about where the moving truck was right now.

The house farthest on the left had a huge flagpole in the yard. The colors on the actual flag were red, blue, and white. You couldn't tell what country it was from the distance you were at though. The house itself had a dark gray roof, and a much lighter gray for the outer walls. Wait, is someone standing on the porch? "Please don't tell me someone is actually there..". You were going to mentally die if they- "Wait, they're just going to get the mail. Thank whatever god that exists..!" That was a little too close in your opinion.

The house infront of the gray one was, about three floors tall. And WOAH did they have a big yard! They could trow like, a million parties there at the same time! It did kinda look like there had been alot of partying going on over there. You could also spot a few broken windows here and there. Wait, they have a back yard too? But they can't pay for broken windows? "What the actual heck." You didn't judge though. Maybe they just didn't have the money right now? Honestly, it didn't matter.

Second furthest house on the left side had ALOT, of cracked class on their windows. The other guy with the giant house could probably pay for the broken windows, but these look like they haven't had a good repair in years! Their yard was dead. It wasn't even a sad form of dead, or a creepy form of dead. Nope, it was just, dead. The grass was at least kinda green. Man, this guy really needed to get his s**t together.

You see one of the not destroyed windows open, and then BOOM! A sockerball flies right past you. "Holy s**t!" You yelped out in shock, who did this guy think he is? "Sorry toots! I was just too lazy to actually trow that ball out!" A young male's voice yelled out. Then they closed the window. He's too lazy, yet he has the power to probably kill someone by kicking a ball. "What, the f**k."

Infront of that dips**t's house was a cat utopia. Wait, what?
This house had so, many, CATS. There were cats fLUFFking everywhere! "I mean, not that there is so much wrong with that. But like, do you really need THAT many cats??? Do all those cats even live in that house?" Honestly, you were considering getting a thearapist.

Now, lastly, was the house infront of yours. It looked pretty nice, actually. It had a parking space, a little sprinkler keeping the grass nice and green, they even had one of those automatic lawnmowers! Wow, you could probably not compete with this guy. They seem like they have it all going for them, just by looking at their house. Plus it looks SO homly! This is probably the most normal looking house you've seen in this neighbourhood.

You then hear a moving vehicle coming towards your direction. There it was, the moving truck. "Finally, the moving truck is here, what took them so long? Nevermind they're here now. All my stuff better be there though, or i'm going to kill someone. Not really though i'm too tired..." The rest of the day you packed all your things out, and then passed out on the couch.