Team fortress 2: world of magic and random crossovers XD

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More long... stories! Hope you have your popcorn ready! Lol

3rd person

After several very-much needed cups of coffee, the rest of the day was spent further cleaning up Pyro's mannerisms, as despite her best efforts, she was still far from ideal. Her speech and gait were not flawless, but she had definitely been showing progress at that point.

Spy was showing her how to make an ostentatious entrance by descending the grand staircase in the lobby, but she simply could not grasp why he was making her do this ridiculous thing that made her the center of attention.

"Why do I need to know this?" she asked loudly. "When will I-"

"Do not raise your voice, you are attracting attention. A lady must always keep her temper in check."

This, of course, did nothing for her temper.

Crystal and spy is at one side drinking... tea. "The administrator will be required to frequent parties and ceremonies, and you must be with him at all times to watch his back. The assassin could be anyone, anywhere, so you must be with him whenever you possibly can. And you cannot afford to raise suspicion either!"

Crystal choked on her tea and looked at spy who is sooo pretending not to notice. With that, Spy returned to the top of the staircase, and descended with a flawless and exemplary grace. Pyro, however, was a bit apprehensive.

"How do you know how to do this? At what point in your lifetime were you required to-"

"Questions, questions, questions. You with the questions, always asking about these things. We have no time to ask questions, we must do!"

Pyro shook her head, sighed, and began down the staircase again, her arm linked with the Spy's.

"Saxton Hale's arm is a lot bigger, you know. I'd have to hold it differently than I do yours."

Ouch. Her remark was true, but still a tiny blow to his ego. In comparison, his limbs were lanky noodles against Saxton Hale's brawny tree trunks.

"You only need to get the idea," he sighed, "and smile!"

"Why are you telling me to smile so much? My face hurts now, thanks to you."

"There will be cameras everywhere. When the CEO of one of the world's biggest companies 'finds a mate', he will attract heavy press attention. And you will be at the pinnacle of it all. Everyone will be watching you."

Hehe crystal thought of the attention, she missed it too.

Pyro rolled her eyes. Surely he was exaggerating.

"If I receive this so-called 'press attention'," she muttered as she bent her fingers to gesticulate air-quotes, "shouldn't I get, you know, like a, uh...pseudonym? Is that what it's called? Because using my real name is out of the question, in case you've forgotten. And I do kind of need a name."

Spy thought about this. A very valid point had gone totally unnoticed in an otherwise airtight plan. He'd have to consult with Mr. Reddy later to come up with a name for her.

"Oui, and you shall receive one...but later. For now, we must continue!"

"But I'm hungry. Can't I have a sandwich or something?"

"Non, we did not work this morning, so we must do extra work now to make up for it!"

Pyro glared at him.

"Heavy would've let me have one! He says sandwiches are good for the soul and appropriate to consume at all times." Spy could've laughed at that moment.

"In case you have not noticed, mademoiselle, I am not the Heavy Weapons Man."

"...Sandwich Nazi," she spat under her breath, ascending the staircase for the umpteenth time. Spy could only shake his head, take another inhale of his now-stale cigarette, and follow her.