Team fortress 2: world of magic and random crossovers XD

The voice

Note: Spy is red. Blu spy is well blu spy XD
Warning more cursing! It will end as soon as pyro is a proper lady

3rd person

Teaching someone how to laugh nicely was one thing. Actually, it was probably the easy part. He still had to teach her how to walk, talk, present herself, stand, and eat, amongst many other things.

Crystal and spy stayed up to choose her dress. The whole lining is pink which will match her eyes.

"Do you think this will work?" She asked." Oui, this will benifit blu spy mostly," Spy added." Yeah but still, using this as a perfect chance will look not so perfect at all," crystal muttered." Less worrying and more doing," ms pauling said behind them." You are here to save the administrator too right? So get along with it, if it doesen't work then there will be other chances," she added." But this isen't the game ya know? They won't just respawn right?" She asked.

"Don't worry too much, you and spy are there for them, now you have to wake up earily tommorrow right? Go on to bed then," ms pauling replied. Crystal nodded reluctunly and spy led her to her room.

A thick, Queens accent littered with curses at the speaker's discretion was not considered particularly elegant. Blu Spy was practicing vocal exercises with her in her room so to improve her enunciation...and had been for the last three or so hours. No matter how funny her casual witticisms and wisecracks were, they were not socially appropriate and they needed to work on her vocals. By this time, he'd already taken his jacket off, rolled up his sleeves, and was pacing about the area. He cleared his throat, and began again.

"Listen closely and répéter, s'il vous plaît. The tire is soft.'"

"Well, shit, ya better get it changed! You ain't goin anywhere with that!"

A groan. "Non, non, non. Work with me, ami."

The Pyro groaned. "The tie-yuh is sawft."

"Ire."

"Eye-yuh."

"IRE."

"UGH, EYER. AS IN, THIS EXUHCISE IS CAUSING ME NOTHING BUT EYE...R."

The woman was clearly frustrated, for simply giving up her ways of speech so quickly was proving to be difficult. Being muted by a gas mask had given her even more of a reason not to change the way she spoke. But now people would be listening to every word she so much uttered. She had to sound impeccable.

"Well, you're not so flawless eitha, monsieur," she said, pushing a finger into his chest, "You can't even make the "TTHHHH" sound!" "You are being absurd!"

"Am not! Try this, then. 'The rain in Spain stays mainly in the plain.'" "The rain in Spain stays mainly in the-" "Oh, fuck you! You do this for a living!" "Please refrain from cursing. And besides, you did ask."

"But what if you didn't do this for a livin', frenchie? You'd be having just as much trouble as I'm havin'." The blu Spy thought about this for a second. "Perhaps, but am I the one who needs to play the part of Saxton Hale's girlfriend and be under public scrutiny?"

Silence.

"Non? I wonder who IS the one-" "Ah, go fffff-" Spy leaned in coyly. She scowled and bit her lip. "What was that?" "Nothing. Nothing at all," Pyro harrumphed as she crossed her arms defiantly.