Team fortress 2: world of magic and random crossovers XD

Meanwhile in the lobby... crystal is teasing spy XD

Little did he know that as soon as those words left his mouth, Pyro's skin instantly began feeling cold and clammy, that tingles began making their way all over her body, that she was putting very much effort into appearing cool and unaffected. She wasn't going to let him just melt her like this. She was better than that.

"Really, now? Well then, it's a good thing I'm not a model, you know! Being sexy is too much work," Pyro sighed, and flopped down onto the bed. She decided to take control of the conversation for once. "I'd, well, really much rather just spend my days sending fireworks into the sky...or into other people! You should try it sometime. It can be therapeutic. So much fun, I'm telling you..."

Spy stared at the figure lying on the mattress in...he didn't know what, exactly. Was it awe? What exactly had just happened? He'd totally just had that conversation in the bag. And now, he, well, didn't. He could try and shift the flow again to something even racier-no, he decided. She wasn't stupid by any means and would notice. It would seem desperate, she would realize it and just change the subject again. Trying to predict her like he could easily predict other people was hard work. Predictably unpredictable, she was.

Meanwhile, said figure lying on the mattress stifled a yawn with much difficulty.

"Yo, what ti-I mean, yawn, may I have the time, please?"

Pleased at her correction, he complied.

"Roughly a quarter until eleven."

"Alright," she replied. "That gives me some time." She yawned again and before she even realized it, she'd closed her eyes and very quickly fell fast asleep. Her last thought? That stupid Spy had better stay the hell out of her dreams.

After a moment of wondering what the Pyro meant, Spy turned around. What was she talking about, time to do what? Oh.That'swhat she'd meant. He'd wondered just how poorly she'd slept the previous night to warrant such a rapid fall into slumber. More importantly, he wondered what had caused such a sleepless night.

Her relaxed form coupled with the slow, steady rise and fall of her chest told the Spy that she was already deeply asleep. He decided to refrain from waking her up, as she looked quite exhausted. With nothing else better to do, he decided to indulge in a stereotypically spy-like thing to do: watch her.

Now, it is often said that people look serene whilst asleep. For the Pyro, she did not look at peace. She looked...harried? What was the word? Troubled, he thought, very troubled. The conflict in her face worried him.

A bit bored at that point, he leaned back in his chair and slept very lightly for about an hour. Spies always slept in a catlike manner-lightly and with one eye open, so to speak. Half an hour in, he instantly awoke, for he'd thought he'd heard something moving. It was just the Pyro stirring in her sleep, shifting into the fetal position. He thought nothing of it and promptly went back to his catnap.

After awakening fully, he found the Pyro still sleeping, but she looked, if possible, even more disturbed than before. He slowly walked over to her, and stood there watching her face, sensing something wrong. After a couple of sharp intakes of breath, her eyelids flew open and she made a startled noise.

So that was why she'd had trouble sleeping the previous night.

The slightly-rattled woman cautiously sat up and tried to catch her breath. Thank goodness she hadn't reacted like she had the previous night, for despite her warnings, that blasted Spy had made his way into her dreams once again.

Spy had no knowledge of this, of course, but he did not have to ask to know that there was something wrong. Was she having nightmares of sorts?

Crystal was still eating infront of spy, but not ice cream... a few snacks that made spy (red) distracted from his work.