(bro ngl I dislike tentaspy pero i love writing so there)
"Do you ever wonder what's in the ocean?" You asked your Australian friend (if sniper is not being shipped with you, he's gonna be your best friend).
"Err... Not really sheila," he had his eyes fixed on the road, not really knowing where he was going. The reason for this is because the Teufort Nine (red) was paying a visit to the California beach! On one of the rare ceasefire days, Miss Pauling begged the administrator to allow her and the mercs (on her one day off) to go to the beach. Of course, none of the men, including you, have ever been to the beach.
"Really?"
"The OutBack, mate" he looked at you for a split second with a half-lidded look that said, "I grew up in the desert, you're really gonna ask me about the ocean?"
"Oh" you gazed out the window of the camper. The sand dunes were bigger, as were your expectations. Sniper followed the black pickup truck down the sandy trail.
Finally, the glistening ocean shore came into view. You gasped. Sniper cried, "Holy Dooley" as the camper came to a sandy stop next to the other vehicles that contained the mercs. You hurriedly opened the car door and tried feeling the sand with your feet. But before you could do so, Sniper grabbed the collar of your shirt and pulled you back into the car.
You turned to Sniper, who was dabbing a bit of sunscreen to his nose, "Hey, come on!"
He tossed you the tube of sunscreen, "Ain't goin' nowhere without a bit of that on ya" he pressed a button, locking the door in front of you. You tried manually unlocking it but it wouldn't budge.
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(On the left is what I think sniper would be wearing (artist is Watchelspinat from tumblr))
"Goddamn child lock- Fine!" You squeezed some of it on your hands and applied it on your arms, legs, and face. With a satisfied smirk, Sniper unlocked the car. You jumped out and sprinted to the others.
Pyro was scared to death, so he was in the shade with Engie while the Texan tinkered with scraps of metal. Scout couldn't even make eye contact with Miss Pauling because of her skimpy lavender two-piece. Speaking of which...
You grabbed the hem of your shirt and pulled it over your head, revealing your bedazzling (favorite color) bikini. You jogged over to the rest of the team, who have already started a game of volleyball.
***
After a day of swimming in the ocean and hot dogs, you and the mercenaries retired to a starry night around the bonfire. Engie was strumming a pretty tune on his guitar, so the relaxed mood was set.
But something bothered you. Like a constant tap on the shoulder. You decided to take a quick dip in the water, hoping to calm the feeling. Before you started to walk toward the ocean, a hand rested on your shoulder.
You turned to see Sniper, who donned a curious look on his face. "Where ya goin' Sheila? Solly's about to bust out some fireworks." He pointed back at soldier, who was cracking open a crate of rocket launcher ammo with a devious smile.
You smiled meekly and replied with, "Oh! I'm just gonna take a quick dip in the water and then come back, okay?"
Sniper's face contorted into a slightly worried gaze, "Alright, just give a holler if you're in danger"
You grinned and walked off towards the ocean.
The cold water tickled your ankles and in the full moon, you could see them clearly through the water. The water helped tremendously with the strange feeling, so you inched deeper. Soon, your head was barely peeking above the water (sitting down). And at last the peculiar feeling disappeared.
Suddenly, something smooth brushed up against your leg. You yelped, scooting away from whatever IT was (idiot).
You felt the smooth thing touch you again, but this time you didn't have time to react to what happened next. The thing wrapped itself around your ankle and jerked your head underwater. You thrash your arms around and tried to kick away what had grabbed you.
You were losing oxygen. Fast.
The thing dragged you deeper underwater, making little black dots dance across your eyes.
(Shit gets weird in the next paragraph)
A dark figure pinned you the ground, stopping your arms from moving anymore.
"This thing is gonna kill me!" You screamed in your head. It suddenly smashed its lips against yours, granting you oxygen.
"What the fuck?!" You couldn't speak underwater, so it echoed in your mind.
"Calm down" A strange voice commanded. It sounded urgent but soothing, so you slowly but surely stopped thrashing around. The thing broke free of the kiss and took you by the hand. Strangely enough, the hand was human. It lead you deeper into the ocean. You started worry about your teammate, if they had noticed your disappearance.
The pale moonlight shone through the water, illuminating the environment around you. It also revealed what devilish thing granted you temporary gills.
The man was a BLU spy from the head to the torso, then the rest almost made you hurl. Long blue tentacles coming out of the spy's torso. You were taken aback by this feature and jerked away from the abomination. You started panicking again and attempted to swim to the surface to call for help. The Tentaspy noticed and grabbed your ankle with one of its sickly tentacles and dragged you back down to his level. He wrapped a human arm around your waist and put a human finger to your lips. (wtf did I tell you?)
He finally spoke, "You know, Mademoiselle, you look very attractive in the moonlight" He kissed your cheek and let go of your waist. Letting you float to the surface.
When you resurface, a flashlight blinded you like waking up from a deep sleep.
"HEY" a familiar voice called out, "SHE'S OVER HERE" you tried swimming closer to the shore, away from whatever you just encountered. You neared shore, your eyes adjusting to the light.
The man calling out was Sniper, his face looked like he shitted his pants twice over. He helped you out of the water and embraced you.
"God Sheila- I thought you were dead!" He blurted, "Why did you go out so deep?"
You didn't answer, instead you look back at the ocean murmuring to yourself,
