Medicine (TF2 Fanfic)

Chapter Three: Over the Past Year

        Since Scout had nothing else to do, he laid down on the couch in the Living room. He stared at the TV, a bland cartoon playing. He sighed, what was he supposed to do at a time like this.
        "So, the Doc says you lost a lot of your memory," Sniper said, walking into the room. Scout glanced up at him.
        "Yeah, I did," Scout said. Sniper walked over to the kitchen to grab some coffee, then walked back out a mug in hand.
        "So," Sniper started, sitting down beside him on the couch. "What's the last thing you remember?" 
        "Um..." Scout started. He squinted his eyes, thinking very hard. "...Getting jarated... Jarated? Yeah,"
        "By me?" Sniper asked, confused.
        "No, by RED's," Scout continued. "But wait... he was no where near me,"
        "...You must of been hit by the Syndey Sleeper then," Sniper said, sipping his coffee. "Wait, but the other team's Sniper..." 
        Sniper then choked on his coffee, and started coughing. Scout sat up, wondering what was going on.
        "Y-yo! Yo, dude, you okay?" Scout questioned. Sniper slapped his knee, placing the mug on the coffee table in front of him.
        "Yeah! Yeah I'm fine, I'm good!" Sniper spoke. "It's just, the last time the other team's Sniper used the Sydney sleeper. was last year,"
        Scout blinked. 
        "What?" He asked.
        "That would mean," Sniper started. "You've forgotten whatever's happened last year,"
        "...WHAT!?!" Scout exclaimed. "Holy fuck... Why me! Why does this always happen to me!?! Why the fuck..."
        "Well, maybe if you weren't so reckless all the time, you wouldn't of gotten into the accident," Sniper said. "Anyhow, we just gotta see if you really lost that much of your memory,"
        Sniper placed a hand on his chin, and thought for a second. What would be something Scout would not know that happened withing the last year.
        "...Ah, I got it!" Sniper exclaimed. "Alright, what did you get for Christmas from Spy?"
        "Um... I... don't know," Scout said, scratching the back of his head. "Another punch in the face I guess?"
        "Um, no," Sniper replied. "Last year was actually the first time he gave you an actual gift," 
        "Oh, what did he get me?" Scout asked, intrigued by this.
        "He got you toilet paper," Sniper replied. "And besides that he got you a new Soda Popper," 
        "Oh, okay then...?" Scout questioned. "What was the toilet paper for?"
        "He said it was for you to wipe off your shitty attitude with," Sniper replied, laughing a bit about it.
        "...Yup that sounds like him," Scout said. He then laid back. "Well, ever since getting out of surgery, you guys have been nicer than usaul to me," 
        Sniper listened. Scout turned his head to Sniper.
        "I'd like to thank you for that," He said. "I know I'm immature, and childish, but I do thank you guys," 
        "...You're welcome, mate," Sniper replied, tipping his hat a bit. "Well, we better get back to doing whatever, I mean we do have a month off battles,"
        "...WHAT!?!" Scout exclaimed. "How come none of you told me this!?!"
        "Well you didn't ask!" Sniper replied. "We're off a month so you can recover,"
        "Oh... so... this is basically all my fault?" Scout questioned. 
        "Yes, yes is basically is," Sniper replied. "Well, I'm out. Also, Heavy, Solider, and Engie are visiting family over the rest of the week, so they wont be here,"
        "I see," Scout replied. "Well, I better get going to my room,"
        Scout then slipped off the couch, and dragged himself up. He then looked back at Sniper, and gave him a small smile, before leaving the room. Sniper sighed, as he looked at the table, then picked up an item.
        "Hey, you forgot your pills,"