Team fortress 2: world of magic and random crossovers XD

Flirty flirty flirty! this will become a spy x pyro story XD

First sentense... swear word.... cover your eyes people

3rd person

"Holy shXt!" Pyro exclaimed. Having a bad dream about the blu spy... Ha! How you like that you bloody spook! Crystal thought. But then again, blu spy is her friend... pyro finally calmed down, washed her face, mumble a bit and went back to sleep.

Saxton hale and the administrator will be there but who will be so cheap to attack them?

The next morning bore weather that was much better than the previous day's. Clear skies, strong sun, mild temperature. Unfortunately, the team only had a few days left before the wall-smashing SAXTON HALE and the administrator arrived in the city to see how project pyro was going, lucky for crystal she doesen't have to.

After being re-made up to fit her ladylike bill, Pyro made her way back into her suite's living room and greeted the two men and the woman sitting there, awaiting yet another day of working on her guise.

"How is my deb-in-training doing this fine morning?" asked Spy.

I can do this, I've rehearsed this.

"Ah, wonderfully, simply splendid!" she lied, sporting her signature thousand-watt grin. She wasn't doing quite as wonderfully as she'd said, however she felt fatigued, rushed, and a bit (okay, very) internally conflicted.

Suck it up, some women have to do this for their whole lives. And they think a poor schlub like me can't be high-class, well they can think a-fuckin'-gain! And as for that stupid spy, I can just...worry about his sorry ass later. Pyro thought crystal tried to hold her giggle.

"I'm afraid I cannot assist in anything today. Plans and arrangements are piling up, so I must continue to prepare for Mr. Hale's and admin's arrival, as should you! Until then, comrades," spy bid.

He waved and left the room with crystal, leaving the two mercenaries in his wake. There was then a thick, solid minute of awkward silence before the blu Spy decided to shatter it into millions of tiny shards.

"Is there something wrong, mademoiselle?" he questioned, checking his pocketwatch that hung from his waistcoat.

"What? No, of course not! What could possibly be wrong?" Pyro shrugged with a sheepish grin.

"You know I have an awfully hard time believing that."

"Well, it IS a bit stressful, you know, trying to do a 180 on my personality in a matter of days."

"Understandably. And there is still much work to be done."

"I know. But, I got the basics down, right? That's got to count for something."

Spy chuckled. "Certainly does, chérie."

Chérie? Why chérie? What the fuck? Pyro's heart began to beat fast again before she finally worked up the nerve to ask him a question that had been nagging at her since her the previous night.

"Hey. Uh, how come you're being so nice to me all of a sudden? You, uh, never acted this way at the base."

Spy was taken a bit off-guard, but as always, didn't show it. To try and catch her off-guard in retaliation, he answered in a straightforward manner.

"I am not fighting in a war right now. I do not have to constantly duck for fear of jars of piss, Spy-hungry enemy Pyros, or the sentries of laborers. During war, I must strike fear and paranoia into my enemies. Even my teammates should fear my very presence, and I will not accomplish that by acting civil at all times to them. Now, I must blend in with the common civilians, for that is what we spies do-blend in. When the assassin shows a trace, we will find him and work together to kill him. But for now, I shall be myself. My own personality. I have nothing to hide here."

The Pyro considered this and figured that it seemed legitimate enough of a reason, close enough to her own hypothesis. She decided to take his word for it.

"Seems legit," she shrugged. Had he heard her correctly?

That was all? "Seems legit"?The more he spoke with her, the more he found himself baffled at her peculiarity. He'd composed that heartfelt speech punctiliously in his mind, and all he got was a "seems legit"? Women usually clamored to listen to him speak. They were enraptured in his words! Getting a rise out of her was going to prove to be very difficult, but the Spy was more than up to the challenge.

"Eloquent word choice," he commented drly, lighting up a new cigarette.

"Should I have said legitimate instead of 'legit'?" Pyro asked, realizing her blunder.

"Well, yes. Your diction might've improved, but your word choice is not favorable. Do not shorten words, and if possible, use more sophisticated vocabulary."

"No curses, no slang, no shortened words. What, am I supposed to be a dictionary or something?"

"Not exactly. A highly educated woman sounds...sounds..."

"Sounds what?"

The Spy moved his line of vision from the ceiling into the Pyro's eyes. He slowly blew three smoke rings without breaking her gaze.

"Sexier, but of course," he said, trying to gauge her reaction. A quirked brow and a smirk on her face. Not good enough, simply wouldn't do. He was going to have to turn the charm full-on to disarm her. He was just trying to have some fun, anyway. A bit of flirting never hurt anyone, right? Of course not. He was a professional ladykiller, he'd have her in his arms in an instant.

Oh my gosh thats long... hehe bye!