Ello! Been A Bit Anyway I Have A Question For You What’s Your Favorite Animal? 🦔

Not to be dramatic but I would die for this mf

Great writing! I love how you expand his personality, it's really amazing!

General headcanons for Blu!Scout x reader

Hello everyone!! I hope you had a happy new year!! I want to start a new series where I make headcanons for characters I haven’t written for yet to show you my interpretations of them. This is the first, please enjoy!

-I like to believe that unlike the Red Scout, he is much more experienced or gifted at killing. In the “Meet the Spy” video, which I know is Spy disguised as Scout, but Heavy bought it and he’s canonically a smart cookie, he says he has killed plenty of spies as if it was just like driving a car. And he is very cocky about it. When he has to clear a room, he doesn’t speak. His mind is focused for once; gauging the situation. You get whiplash from how quickly he can go from hyper focused to the annoying prick you know and love.

-He has saved your hide plenty of times. You’ve saved his too. Had a couple of enemy knives to your throat only for their heads to get blown off by Scout with his Babyface. 

“You alright, gorgeous?”  He would ask.

“Yeah,” he extended his hand down to you, “Thanks.” 

“On your feet, babe! Let’s go!” 

-He looks physically different from Scout in subtle ways. Their uniform is the same and they both wear dog tags, but Blu Scout has dirty blonde hair and green eyes. Blu started the hand wraps thing, which the Red Scout would copy because he thought it looked cool, because he would get his knuckles scraped as he has a habit of breaking his fall with his fist when sped across the field. The same long face as the Red Scout, just with bushier eyebrows. He also has freckles (I totally stole that from Lil Pootis). He also has a resting passive aggressive face, he looks unamused.

-He is diagnosed with OCD and experiences intrusive thoughts. It’s funny because he is good at staying calm in situations, but will think about them later on. But he likes to keep his worries to himself. He worries that something really bad will happen to you or himself one day; such as the respawn machine stops working and he won’t see you or Ma ever again. You have had to help him through a panic attack a few times, but he hates when you find him like that. He tries to get you out the door and lock himself in. He smokes to help his anxiety, but obviously, it makes his heart beat faster, making him worse and only helps temporarily. He will try and hide it from you, but you can taste it on his breath when you kiss. 

-He does not leave you without a kiss on the cheek or the lips. He’s more than fine with PDA too and he always holds your hand or if someone else needs you to get out of the way and he notices, he gently moves you by the waist. He gets cocky about it to the other mercenaries. 

“Yeah, yeah, I know you guys are jealous. I got the finest thing I’ve ever laid my eyes on and they chose me! Suck it!” 

Literally no one is paying attention.

-He takes note of everyone he has to work with. Though he can read and spell better than Red, he’s not great at writing, can’t get all of his ideas organized, so he draws what he notices about the others. For example, Spy keeps a picture of a young boy in his disguise kit and so, Scout drew Spy looking at the picture in the open kit in his left hand while the right dragged a smoke. They are amazing sketches that he never finishes. He only colors in hair or darker materials. He has so many sketches of you that he keeps in his desk drawer. If you compiled the amount of drawings he had of you, it would qualify as an anatomy and clothing study. 

-Wakes up super early. Can never sleep either due to his anxiety or his add. He will wake you up early whenever he does. Not usually when he is having an anxiety spell, he doesn’t like dragging you into that despite accidentally waking you up multiple times. He has a smoke, then makes you coffee, however you like, he will remember, wakes you up and makes sure you don’t fall back asleep. He will just keep pestering you until you stubbornly stay awake. He’s annoying and he knows it. If you don’t feel like talking, which is understandable since you’re up at 3:30, he will chat about the team or his life back in Boston.

-He has a thing for sweet treats. He always likes to take you out to the bakery just outside of the base and get you two a milkshake and some cake slices. The first time you two went, it was about 2 months into your relationship. You have not gone out of the Builder’s League since you got there, so Scout took you! It was a small little dinner that was rimmed with cherry red and a neon blue “OPEN” sign. He held the door for you.

“M’baby.” 

You seated yourself and grabbed the menus from the end of the table. You looked at all of the options, mostly the pastries. 

“I’m gonna get a malt. Ya want one, dollface?” 

“Sure, thank you!” You smiled.

The counter was a light pink, lined with a checkered, black-and-white belt wrapped around it. When he came back, he had a slice of pie, your pastry and one milkshake.

“I thought you got me one too?” You asked, puzzled.

“Yeah,” he handed you a bendable straw, “here ya go!” 

He put his red striped straw in the whipped cream and took a sip. 

“We’re sharing?” You laughed, flabbergasted.

“Isn’t that what couples do?” 

You chuckled. “You dork.”

My second request: platonic medic x reader, medic showing reader how he does various operations on the injured mercs. Perhaps it ends with medic giving the reader a strange gift, like a box of fingers or a jar of molars lol... i also would rlly appreciate art for this!!

Unusual Medical care

◇ TF2 Medic x reader [platonic]

◇ slight gore and depictions of blood

You quickly ate breakfast and put on your uniform. You run out of your room, sprinting down the corridor. You walked past Engineer as he was pushing small cart with junk and metal scrap loaded on it.

"Howdy there partner! Where ya hoppin' so happly like a bunny in sunny day?" He asked, noticing your good mood.

"Hello Engi! Today is the day Medic will finally teach me his medical methods! He never had time, so I'm glad he managed to find at least one day for me.”

"Well, I'm glad you're excited. Good luck out there!"

You said your goodbyes to Engineer, and continued to walk down the hall. Soon you were standing in front of two large doors with a sign above them: Medic's Laboratory. You nervously fixed your tie and opened the door. You walked in and immediately noticed a lot of birds sitting nearby. They looked at you with slight curiosity as one of them sat on table next to you. Medic wasn't around, so you decided to wait for him. You saw bone saws lying on his desk, lots of unfinished papers, a bowl of bird seeds and eyeballs, niddles, and picture of him and Heavy. You noticed a chair and decided to sit down on it, but as you sat down you heard a noise coming from behind the small door where the Medic came out carrying a fresh pair of lungs.

"Ah! Zere you are!" he smiled when he noticed you.

"Hello!" You answered politely.

"Can you give me zhat blue box please?" You quickly handed him the blue box, placing the lungs he was holding inside.

"Thank you mein freund. So! You're here to learn how to effectively heal your teammates! The path you have choosen is difficult and unpredictable, so don't expect me to go easy on you" you nodded on his words.

"I will do my best!"

"Great! So! Let's start then shall we? What do you want to learn?"

You thought for a second before giving him an answer.

"Everything I need to know really. From simple healing to changing a kidney!"

At these words, Medic clapped his hands happily and started teaching you the basics. You learned quite quickly and listened to his words. While learning, you also meet all of his birds and develop a strong bond with Archimedes. You two were talking about use of ostrich lungs before loud call for...

"MEDICCC!!!"

It was Demoman. He rushed into the room, Scout in his arms.

"Doc ya gotta help! Ay think he's dying"

"What? Nooooo I'm fineee Demo. You can put me downnnn"

Medic hold Scout's face before turning his head to Demo.

"This doesn't look like ordinary poisoning. What happpend?" Demo put Scout on operating table, and you helped him lay down in comfortable position.

"Well Ya see doc, Scout was braggin' about how he can withstand drinkin' his BONK and all, so aye challenged him to drink all of the variants he's got at once. I said he is stupid, but he didn't listen, this is when i told him it was just ay joke, but he was too stubborn. Ay was tellin' he was bloddy crazy and that he shouldn't do it"

"And?"

"And that idiot actually did it."

Medic sighed while you were trying to put Scout's head down, and that wasn't easy since he was in the mood to talk.

"Ohhh yeaaaaaa i diddd itttt. And i wonnnn! Haaaahhaa and you didn't belive ME!"

"Alright, thank you Demo, we will take care of this"

When Demoman walked out, you looked at Medic a bit shocked.

"Did you said 'we' ?"

"Yes. Still, learning is better with practice, ja? Put your gloves and mask on"

You prepared yourself, putting your gloves and mask on, reeady to learn.

"Ha! You two look hilarious!" Scout giggled while he was holding your hand

"You haaaveeee red handssss"

"Scout let go of their hand, they'll need it to examine you" When Scout finally let your hand go Medic gave you small niddle.

"Alright, now we have to sting him at least three times, to get rid of poison from his vains. So, on three, you poke him in the left arm and I do the same in the right. Ready? Eins... zwei... drei!"

Both of you stung Scout with niddles. Scout started to move and speak faster which each sentence.

"Heywhatisgoingon?"

"Alright, second sting. Eins, zwei...drei!"

You sting him again, but this time Scout started to shake and scream wildly.

"Quickly! One more time! Eins- or forget it! Now!"

You both stung him one last time. As you took out the niddle, Scout fell onto the table. You tried so hard not to laugh at Scout's funny face expression. Soon Medic poked him in the cheek.

"Is he...dead?" You asked.

"No (unfortunately). He just needs to wake up"

You both stared at Scout for some time.

...

...

...

"Or maybe he is dead"

On those words Scout suddenly woke up, taking a deep breath, before looking around.

"What?! Where I'm!?" Scout asked.

"Ah! Zere you are! Took you long enough"

"Oh! Right. Hey there" Scout winked at you and you winked back at him.

"It's so great you are here Scout! You know, my new student needs someone to train on and you are the perfect candidate!"

"What? Nu-uh, I won't fall for it like the last time doc! And no amount of threats will change my mind"

You exchanged glances with Medic, before you spoke to Scout.

"Um Scout, you don't really have a choice-" you started while trying to keep eye contact with him.

"What do you mean?" He asked.

You pointed to his stomach. There was a hole in there.

"Looks like when you combined all the BONK it kinda...mixed and burned through your organs"

Scout's squeezed the edge of the table as his eye twiched.

"But of course we won't make you stay here. No no, we understand if you don't want us to help you" Medic spoke in his sarcastic tone while holding evil grin on his face.

"MEDICCCCCCCC!!!!" Scout shouted on top of his lungs. Medic laughed at his reaction and tuned on his medigun that was hanging above the table.

"Now, get ready mein freund, we have a lot of work to do"

You both stared at your work. You began to remove the burnt organs and remains of BONK from his insides while the Medic put new organs inside. You were a little nervous because Scout was a bit critical of your work.

"Ya sure you're doin' it right? Hey watch it! I need that kidney you know!"

You started to feel more annoyed and unmotivated by him, causing you to make unintentional mistakes. Archimedes noticed this as he sat on your shoulder and stared, rubbing his head against your chin. Medic noticed it too, so he tried to comfort you.

"If you want I can knock him out and then we can start more accurate examination. I can teach you how to change his brain nerve sensation to make him run backwards!"

You giggled at this joke, Medic smiled at you and then at Scout.

"Wha- o-oh thank you but no. I'll just let you continue your work!”

After two hours Scout was fully healed and ready to go.

"Ay thanks doc. And thank you too"

You took off your mask and smiled at Scout.

"No problem just don't try anything like that again"

"I won't promiseeee!" On those words Scout sprinted out of the room. You took your gloves off.

"Ah another successful procedure. You made some mistakes, don't forget that, but maybe if we'll try again let's say, next week, then maybe we can correct them"

"Thank you Doc. I had a lot of fun today"

"Good to know. Ah! What a fool I'm! I didn't give you my gift!"

Medic went to his cabinet and took out a jar with a heart. He gave it to you with a big smile on his face. A little worried, you nodded, accepting the gift.

"Wow. Um, thank you. Who's heart is that?"

"It's a heart of the crocodile. It's special just like you! So keep it, you'll never know when you might need one!"

"Thank you!"

"Next time I'll give you human fingers! It's my doves favorite things to snack on. Speaking of... Have you seen Archimedes?"

You shook you head, but this is when you heard loud scream from Scout.

"MEDICCC!"

Well, looks like it's time for another operation.

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LETS TALK BATTLE STRATEGIES

scout: left flanker. his sole job is to occupy the spy whenever he catches him, and to never let up unless he is dead. this was a lot harder in the beginning. scout has since learned many of spy's dirty tricks to more effectively use them against the man. it is now a rare day that the red spy can just absolutely demolish scout, unless he is simply having a horrible day. their deaths are normally equal to each other, but when they aren't the "winner" will hold it over the other's head come the end of day.

soldier: roamer. a career opportunist, he will annihilate anything that is even remotely out of position with little care as to who it is. that is, when he's actually doing his job on the field. i digress. uses the freedom he has in his position on the field to go where he is most needed via rocket jump. the red team simply cannot afford to not look up if the soldier is on the field or they will die to him more than they want to admit. sometimes he will place himself on the front lines, but not for long. just long enough to take out the biggest threat.

pyro: permanently on the front lines. pyro will never leave the point, the payload, or whoever's carrying intel. they will stay exactly there and do everything they can to defend the team's standing until the time runs out. will only use the phlog if they know the doctor will be spread thin, otherwise they are a savant with the air blast and usually can't risk the team's success running a different flamethrower. normally, because pyro situates themselves on the front lines, the doctor is generous with the medigun for them, but pyro is always operating with the knowledge that the doctor will leave them to die if it gets too choppy on the front lines.

demo: demo will follow one of the two flankers as backup. he prefers to follow scout, because scout makes lovely bait to take out a solid chunk of the red team with. and it's like they forget this little trick every time they pull it. demo also enjoys tossing the bostonian a bomb or two to hit with his bat. he forgets how accurate the kid is with spheres. it's quite humorous in the moment, but the humor of it will pull him out of his focus and generally get him killed. but they won't get him again that way, because that's when he will go back spy up. and his only job for spy is to cause as big of a distraction as possible so spy can slip behind them and start racking up the bodies.

heavy: it is rare that you will find heavy not on the front lines, usually directly behind pyro and the doctor. as long as they are not having to concern themselves with intel, this trio's job is to stay directly on the point or directly beside the payload and push it as absolutely far as they can before they die. but, when he does die, and is having to make the grueling trip back to the point or the payload, if engineer didn't already move the teleporter in a more convenient location, then he will absolutely take out anyone on the enemy team who's getting a little too brave and a little too close to their spawn room. targets the red medic because he thinks it’s funny.

engineer: dell will never say he is an aggressive fighter, because that would make him a big fat liar. he will always be solidly located on the backlines, surrounded by his machines. and the spy hardly makes it that far back anymore to give him any real grief. however, the moment he gets too big for his britches that red spy is entirely too good at catching him off guard, and he ends up having to start from square one far too late into the round. he has learned that he will probably never be what the red team calls his counterpart-- a "battle engineer". frankly, he doesn't want to be, either.

medic: the doctor will always be sandwiched between his power classes, keeping them both alive for as long as possible, but not without getting his own damage in. takes damage output seriously when it comes to his quota. uses his patients’ bodies as cover to fire his own shots. confident in his melee ability, and cocky about his finesse. this does usually lead to him overestimating his own ability and getting caught where he shouldn’t be; and his team is never happy to have to get him out of dodge. the sheepish grin he offers is grating when he’s caught not doing his job.

sniper: there is not much variation in his job. he goes somewhere, preferably out of plain sight, he shoots the rifle, he tries not to die to the spook or a stray shot; and he takes out the enemy sniper when he’s becoming a nuisance to the team. all of these things been a lot easier since scout was put on spy duty, so now he feels like he can do what he’s meant to do— shoot moving targets from far away. and he’s never sure how this happens, but somehow he can and will attract half of his team to his exact location. it brings a lot of chaos to his immediate vicinity and he can’t focus, so he moves. and they follow. eventually he gives up.

spy: right flanker, but he will take an opportunity to sew chaos in the heat of the firefight. never stays in the heat of battle long, particularly when it comes to grabbing intelligence, which is where he feels his skills shine, but if he’s slipping by and a member of the red team isn’t paying attention… yeah he’ll get a quick backstab. grab a headshot where he can, let the team deal with the fallout as he continues to move. targets the red medic because he hates him. the doctor doesn’t leave the battlefield with his head attached very often if he’s a number on spy’s quota.

In case someone is still waiting for fic in events of 7th comic with reader have some Spydad story 🤌🤌🤌✨️

You said you'd be up for writing some spydad? That's awesome!! I would love to read something fluffy but I want to give you total creative freedom. I understand if you aren't up for it/won't get around to it for an bit, either way tysm for the offer!

Mission, father

Team Fortress 2 role-play:

> Spydad action story (Spy and Scout)

Today was an unusual day. Why? Because Miss Pauling send Scout and Spy, together, on a mission. She was saying that:

"I need it to be done fast and quietly" said Miss Pauling, while talking to Spy on the phone.

"Miss Pauling, are you sure I can't continue this mission alone?" asked Spy, while calling through only available phone in the area.

"I really wish you could do this alone too, but in this mission two people are needed, and your and Scout's skills are they most compatible for this mission-"

"Ayo Miss Pauling, you called?" Scout hearing his named through phone, immediately snacked it from Spy's hand.

"No Scout. I was just mentioning you..."

"Oh...right. So um, can ya remind me- i mean- US what exactly our mission is?"

Miss Pauling sighed, as she opened one of the files.

"As I was saying back in the base Scout, you and Spy have to get inside this building, to take down taget that is causing problems for the Administrator and take golden statue of platypus. We have suspicious that it might actually be made out of australium, so remember, don't mess this up and come back alive. Pauling out..... heh I always wanted to say that"

"Wait Miss Pa- anddd she hang up. Alright, so let's get this over with" Scout was ready to run straight into the emery's building, but Spy grabed him by his t-shirt to stop him.

"Not so fast Scout. We can't just rush in there like that, we need a plan"

"Tsk. Whatever fancy pants. So, what is your plan?"

"Ugh, remind me to never listen to your stupid plans ever again" complained Scout while both of them were walking through the sewers, trying to get to the building as fast as possible.

"Don't be so delicate now. We have sewers at base too."

"Yea we do! But our sewers are cleaner than those. Smell better too, bleh"

Scout hold hand over his nose while walking, soon reaching small room, with stairs that leaded upstairs and corridor the left.

"Alright, we are now in the death zone, take your meele weapon out and be ready, remember, we use guns only when necessary. We don't want to draw attention to ourselves- what are you doing?"

While Spy was giving speech Scout in the meantime started to walk not upstairs but down the corridor.

"Well, I'm going to get that australium statue, aren't I?"

"But you do not know were it is. And I don't think it's there Scout."

"Why? Because you think I can't find it cuz I'm stupid or something?"

"Do you want sarcastic or realistic answer?"

"Whatever fancy pants I'm going there, and I bet I will find that ple...ply...platuparus myself!" Scout run down the corridor, disappearing behidn the corner. Spy stared at it for some time, before using his watch to disappear.

Spy took his knife out, moving through corridor and mumbling to himself.

"He never listens, always too stubborn. He takes after his mother... I won't even be surprised if he's going to come back screaming and runing away from some kind of the danger. As always."

He walked for some time before he noticed doors at the end of the corridor, with yellow light coming from under it. Spy slowly walked up to them but when he reached for a handle, doors suddenly opened. He jumped and quickly hid himself behind rock statue of a woman dancing with platypus-headed man.

"I WANT THIS TO BE GONE" bald tall man shouted at the phone.

"What? I do not CARE! That old hag broke contract with me, she found out I know about the australium. Yes. She wants me killed. But i won't let her send people after me. No. I won't die like this, I won't give her this satisfaction. I want you to activate protocol B-ye. Yes I know this place will bow up THAT'S THE POINT! Who is the boss here. Yea...so shit up START IT NOW!" man angry craked his phone with his hand, and walked away.

Spy came out of his hideout and walked through, now opened door's, into the security room, full of tv screens. He noticed count down on one of them: 'Protocol B-ye will activate in 25 minutes'.

When Spy turned his head he noticed Scout, fighting with the guards. He quickly run out of the room to find him. They needed to run.

"BONK b!tch!" Socut hit last one of the guards with his bat. He laughed and continued to check the rooms.

"I don't even know why Miss Pauling wanted two people to go together. It's easy, like fighting with easter bunny"

Scout noticed giant metal doors, next to it was panel with numbers.

"Huh. I wonder" Scout preseed four of the buttons.

"Invalid password. Please write correct password to enter"

"Ah! Alright. Sooo 1234?"

"Invalid password. Please write correct password to enter"

"Hm how about 6969?"

"Invalid password. Please write correct password to enter"

"Uhhh 95...7...3?"

"Invalid password. Please-"

"UGH! STUPID SECURITY SYSTEM! WHY ARE YOU SO HARD TO BREAK?! I bet Solider would be stupid enough and said "we in America just press 1111" "

"Beep! Password accepted."

Giant metal started to open, leaving Scout with jaw dropped as he slapped his face.

"Of course. At least hard part is over"

This is when he noticed that in the middle of the room was golden statue, sitting next to it were 4 real platapuses, on top of that they were surrounded by red lasers that touched probably would trigger alarm, spikes on the walls, and small squiky toy on the ground. Scout rolled his eyes as started to crawl under the lasers, soon he had to stand up and get closer to the wall, almost impailng himself by spikes, then he triped but luckily for him there was no more lasers. He walked up to the statue, gently picking it up.

"Heh. Easy" This is when he accidently put his foot on the squiky toy. He turned his head ready to be attacked by the 4 animals that were still sleeping.

"Phew."

But this is when alarm turned on.

"Oh come on! Really?!"

'ATTENTION! PROTOCOL B-YE IS ACTIVE. YOU HAVE 15 MINUTES TO EVALUATE'

"Protocol B-ye?"

This is when Spy stoped in front of the doors looking at Scout.

"Scout get in here! We have to go, now!"

"Hey! But for the record i didn't start the alarm!"

"Just get in here!"

Scout started to slowly crawl under the lasers. Spy panicked and shouted at him.

"STAND UP AND RUN YOU IDIOT! THOSE ARE JUST LASER POINTSERS!"

Scout tood up, noticing that lasers- do nothing to him. He looked at one of them, seeing those are in fact small laserpointers just taped to the walls.

"Ah crap."

"JUST GO!"

Both of them started to run as alarms rang wildly. Scout was faster than Spy so he was a bit left behind. This is when another communicate was made.

'ATTENTION! 6 MINUTES BEFORE THE EXPLOSION. EVACUATE IMMEDIATELY'

Time was runing out. Soon Scout finally got to the exit but this is when he felt pain his left leg after hearing a gunshoot.

"AHhh!" Scout triped, dopping the statue, that rolled down the stairs, near the exit. As he turned he noticed tall bald man standing with his weapon pointed at him.

"I was right." The man spoke "The old hag hired you to get me ...didn't she? Pathetic. I thought she send here an actual threat." Man picked Scout by his neck.

"Ugh- let...me go!" Scout shouted.

"No. Why should I. If i have to go down anyway, i may as well take down one of her mercenaries with me." Man laughed, as he started to squeeze his neck even harder.

This is when Spy runned out of the room. He noticed stature (speculatly) made out of australium near him, close to the exit, but upstairs on his left he noticed big bald man holding Scout by his neck, walking further into the building. Spy was someone who's all missions were successfull. He never failed, he would sacrifice anything to achieve victory. Anything...but anyone?

Scout punched the man into the face, blood run out of his nose, but he didn't let him go.

"Ha. Look at you. It's actually really funny to see you like that."

Scout couldn't even talked back, as he started to feel dizzy from lack of the air in his lungs.

"Ha! You are so peth- AHHHHHHHHHHH!!"

This is when man screamed and let Scout go, while collapsing on the ground. Scout looked at dead body of the bald man noticing butterfly knife in his back. This is when he felt that someone picked him up. It was Spy who started to run with him, jumping out though the window.

'PROTOCOL B-YE ACTIVED'

This is when explosion happend. It wasn't enormous one but, it was big enough to destroy the center of the budling. Spy looked back to see it seeting on fire. He looked up noticing Socut on the grass, not moving at all...

"Scout?... Socut!!" Spy run up to him, checking his pulse. He was alive but unconscious.

"You idiot! You almost got yourself killed!" Spy shouted. Scout's eye were still closed. This is when Spy realised he was screaming at unconscious Scout...but why?

Spy couldn't help but noticed his own hands started to shake as tear showed up in his eye.

"You almost died you idiot..." this is when something triggered Spy, he didn't knew if it was shock from the explosion or "parental" instinct but he hugged Scout. He hold him close, holding him after years for the first time. His mind went back in time. This is when he saw himself holding Scout as small child...he remembered how he was holding his small hand...and now?

He hugged him, not knowing why, he just wanted him to be okey, to wake up, to be alright...he wanted his son to wake up. This is when Scout slowly opened his eyes, he felt that someone was holding him. When his vision cleared he noticed businessman suit.

"Uhhh. Spy? What are you doing?"

On those words Spy backed up quickly.

"I- I was just chekcing your pulse.."

"Were you hugging me? Wait- Are you crying?"

"It's because of the smoke." Spy quickly cleaned his eye from tears.

"You choose me over the statue... why?"

Both of them looked at each other before Spy smirked.

"I didn't do it because I cared. I did it because that statue wasn't made out of australium. It wasn't even made out of the real gold!"

"Oh yea? And how could you know?"

"Under it was sticker which says: Custom made platypus statue from Toys For Rich Pets factory. Didn't you see?"

Socut scoffed, lifiting himself up.

"Yea yea whatever you say old man-" he almost triped but Spy caught him.

"Here. We need to get out of here fast, I don't want you to waste my time." Spy supported Scout while both of them walked to the car.

"But you careeeee" Scout smiled. This is when Spy messed his hair.

"Shut up will you? You might pass out..."

"Heh. You do care"

This is when Spy mumbled quiet soft

"...maybe."

When they got back to base Scout went to the Medic, to heal his injuries. After he came back he was good as new (and probably had another organ replaced). He walked up to Spy, and took his hat off.

"Hey uh. Thanks back there. You know...for savin' me and all"

"Yea... it's nothing."

This is when Scout walked up to Spy and hugged him. Spy didn't push Scout away, as usually, but he actually put hand on Scout's shoulder, letting them hug for a while. This is when he came back to reality and pushed him away.

"Okey. You need to rest now. This mission wasn't easy and the next ones are going to be much harder. So go."

Scout smired while walking away. Spy meanwhile smiled a bit, as this warm feeling came to his heart. For the first time he acted like a parent...like a father.

Maybe...it wasn't so bad after all.

[Yooo! I'm glad you requested it! I'm so happy you saw my post and you texted to me! Thank you! .Hope you like it! It may not the best...but if you want I can try write more bonding father/son things in the future!💀💙]

Hi. I want to make a suggestion: Their s/o goes completely missing. How does the mercs react?

If not all mercs, van I suggest Sniper, Soldier and Engineer?

TF2 Mercs reacting to s/o going missing - [platonic, romantic]

Mercenaries: (Sorry I didn't do all of them): Scout, Solider, Sniper, Spy and Engineer

Scout:

> Scout is the first one to notice your absence. He walks around the base looking for his bud but when unsuccessful his first thought will be "Ah, they probably went on a mission or something" and goes back to continue his activities

> When some time passes Scout starts to worry. Sure he could understand that some contracts are hard to finish but everyone were always back before day ends. And you are still not back.

> He can't stand it and decides to look around the base trying to find you. Unsuccessful after his research Scout is getting more worried

> I imagine him runing around from room to room, asking some guys about you only to hear that you still aren't back. Oh boy where are you?

> His reaction that you are missing next day fills him with worry. Why? How?! Where are they?! Why did they disappeared??

> First one to volunteer to look for you

> If you are his partner or if you have crush on each other be ready to be swarm with hugs and worried fast talk after this

> After you are found his first reaction is to put his arms around your shoulders and ask milion questions. Where were you, etc. Now he won't leave you for a whole week. "What? Noooo I wasn't worried about you, but don't disappear like that!" won't admit it but he missed you. A lot.

Solider:

> He won't see your absence at first, it will take some time for him to realize there was supposed to be 10 and not 9 people around

> He will shrug it off thinking you are just away

> He is going to find out you are missing only when someone points out your absence to him in person

> "SHALL KNOW NO FEAR MAGGOT!! MISSING WILL BE FOUND!!" He screams out loud, while running to the next room to look for you

> Alright.... it's been some time now. Where are you?... He is going to miss you buddy. He cares for his team, and is actually worried.

> When you are found he will lecture you how to not get kidnapped or lost again. That especially applies if you are his partner (you won't escape crushing night cuddles)

> Give him love, he missed you a lot, even if he doesn't show it

Sniper:

> He notices your absence after a while. Does it make him worry about you? Nope. He is going to come back to him van or practice his sniping skills not thinking about your disappearance too much. You all have a lot of work to do after all

> Hours will pass before he finnaly decides to look for you. Just to see where you are so he wouldn't have to think about it anymore

> When checking your most visited spots don't bring him any luck he'll ask some of teammembers about you.

> When it brings no luck he decides to look for you on his own. Come on.... where are you mate.

> After you are back safe and sound expect him to be not far away from you for.... three or more days, watching you from far away. Just to be sure you won't disappear without a word.

>If you are in relationship with him, he won't show any signs of beeing worried, but privately he'll give you a hug, or hold your hands close to his face

> He missed you... and he is glad you are back

Spy:

> He know you are missing before anyone does.

> He know his teammates well, from their activities to schedules and habits. He is a Spy after all, his job is to mimic people.

>When you are not doing something that according to his observation, you were supposed to do, he is going to look for you (invisible of course)

> Strange.... you are not here... not in your favourite spot... not around your favourite people. This.... is bad news.

> He lets everyone know you are missing, and is the first to volunteer to look for you

> Back at the base he isn't going to stick around you very long. Just long enough to know you are well. He is kind enough to make you a drink

> When you are that one special person close to him, know he is going to take you to his room to give you best treatment you have ever received in your entire life. He will ask questions, how, who, what, why's and all that. Be patient with him, he wants to know details.

> Kisses on cheeks and hands, to let you know he missed you

Engineer:

> He is a busy man, but he is observant one too and is going to notice you aren't around.

> Will ask around first instead of looking for you by himself. When answer won't satisfy him, this is when he'll look for you.

> Is the first one to rase the alarm to let everyone know you are missing

> Come on.... where are you?? It isn't like you to just be gone for so long...

> He is the one to find you and bring you back safely. Is the one to give you check up alongside Medic

> Expect him to ask you a lot of questions, just to be sure you are feeling alright. Will not leave your side for a while and is going to check on you from time to time bringing cookies or something to drink, like water or tea

> "Darlin' stay with me will Ya? Just... want to be with you" He is sweet one, wanting best for his partner, in the romantic way too. He doesn't want you to be missing again when he is being distracted with his work. Hold his hand and kiss him! He wants to be sure you are save dear...

Ok, I'm about to take you up on that offer again: sniper x masculine, slightly stoic reader, once again a crushing on each other scenario.

Hes showing the reader the ropes with sniping, which he doesnt usually do but maybe this is some kind of thing where the reader is a new merc, who's generally trained in martial arts and knows how to use different weapons, but trying to figure out what combat style they like best.

The reader is pretty well aware about how the mercs are, so things like sniper's jarate jars aren't something the reader questions.

I hope you dont mind,this one's a lot more specific ^^

[Yoooo!!! Nah it's great! Get ready for story m8!]

Rookie and a professional

◇ TF2 Sniper x Masculine reader [crush,romantic]

You walked through long halway into small office, where Miss Pauling was sitting on a chair. You sat in front of her desk, as she was reading her paper's. It seem like she didn't notice you at all.

"Miss Paul-"

"Ah! Oh. It's just you. I was too focused on reading papers that- nevermind. So, it seems you walked around our base, you get to know your surroundings a bit, now we should talk about your role on the battlefield"

She opened small box with files, as she went through them you felt calm and confident because you knew you had what it takes to do this job, but you didn't know what role you'll take.

"There we go. Hm. Interesting. It seems you have a lot of experience with different weapons. From explosives to rockes and so on"

"Yes. Let's say I'm no stranger to guns" you answered.

"Great! So, I will assign you to your role based on what you want to do. So? Any preferences?"

"Well..." you started "I'm not exactly sure. I'm still trying to figure it out."

"Huh. Well that complicates things..."

Both of you stayed quiet for couple of seconds before Miss Pauling spoke again.

"Ah! I have an idea. Perhaps you can try out different styles of combat, and our mercs can help you with it. You will see prons and cons of different classes and then we can decide what role will you take! That sounds like a good idea, right?"

"I guess it's alright"

"Great!" she wrote something on peace of paper before handing it to you.

"This is a list of classes you will check out today. You will meet Heavy, Solider and Sniper. If they won't convince you, then we can try tomorrow with the rest"

You took note she gave you and shook your head.

"Alright. I will inform you about the results"

"Okey then. Be sure to- ah crap" that was the last words she said to you before she pick up the phone that was ringing constantly and she was too busy now to even say goodbye to you. You walked out and check the list you received from her. First was Heavy.

"So you're Heavy right?"

"Да (Yes)" answer you big man with heavy Russian accent.

"I'd like to know more about your class." You asked.

"Heavy can tell you about the most important things in Heavy's asset. Is his gun that Heavy shoots with." as he was spoke, he put his gun on the table, that almost broke under it's pressure.

"Okey that's a nice gun... but I'd like to know-"

"Tiny man does not want to know about Heavy's gun?" he asked.

"I just want to know what do you do on the battlefield"

"Heavy shots with his gun. Gun is effective. This is all you need to know" he answered.

"I know, but I-"

"Heavy.shots.his.gun. And that is all you need to know."

You were not convinced by Heavy but you continued to speak with him. He mostly wanted to talk about his gun and constantly avoided questions about his strategys he had on the field. You also made himnextra mad when you asked if you can touch his gun.

Next was Solider.

"You see this son!?" he asked you in his loud comanding voice.

"Yes. It's a American flag-"

"That's rrrrrrighttt!! And you will fight on this battlefield for it! And believe me when I say it won't be as easy as drop kicking a toddler!"

"Mhm. Yes, so speaking of battlefield, how do you get behind your enemies" on those words he jumped and for a second you saw his angry eyes from under his helmet.

"Behind? BEHIND?! I'M NO COWARD! I run straight into the battle! I crush my enemies and attack them right away!"

"But you give away your position. You should sometimes stay and wait before you-" yet you couldn't finish your sentence before Solider climb on the table and pointed his finger at you.

"ONLY COWARDS AND COMUNISTS HIDE IN THE SHADOWS BEFORE THEY STRIKE! WE SCREAM OUR GLORY OUT OF THOSE LUNGS AS LONG AS WE HAVE THE ABILITY TO BBBRRRREATH!! So better listen up maggot, because now I will teach you how to fight with nothing but a shovel and piece of raw chicken!"

"Right..." Solider was...not it. He knew how to use many types of weapons sure, but you left after he suggested that he'll show you how to fist-fight with your opponents while completely naked and covered in honey. After another rather disappointing journey you were left with the last option for today.

You walked to the high wooden tower. You felt the smell of cigarette and piss. When you reached the top you noticed a man with hat over his face. You walked up to him, thinking he must be asleep, and as you tried to reach his shoulder to woke him up, he caught your hand and looked at you from behind big orange glasses.

"What aye you doin' rookie?" he asked while shoving your hand away.

"I thought you were asleep that's all. I need training from you."

"Training? For what?"

"I want to find out what place should I take in the team and Miss Pauling wanted me to try out your- combat style"

"Try out? Snipin' isn't somethin' ya try out. You have to put everythin' in it, you need to focus and remember that each shoot matters. And no offense but you look like someone who is workin' in the offense than defence, so ask someone else" he stood up from his chair and looked at you.

"And oi don't give lessons. I'm no teacher" you wanted to talk away but you can't give up so easly.

"Okey. You aren't a teacher, but you are a professional right? I'm a professional myself, so I know how important taking order is, especially from your boss. I'm fine with you not teching me but I bet that Miss Pauling will remember it. Unless of course you want to tell her yourself that you couldn't stood up to the challenge" you looked at him as he sighed and picked up his rifle.

"First things you should know is how to hold your weapon" he started. You smirked, as you started to take notes.

"Put that down and come here."

"Why?"

"Ya won't learn anythin' by standin' still and writin' with a pen. Here." He gave you his weapon and put chair in front of the balcony. You sat down and hold it tight. He pointed at training ground where you noticed moving in left and right target practice dummy.

"You see this? I want you to shoot it."

Without question you did as he asked, you pulled the trigger, shot and- you missed.

"Shit...No matter. I'll try again." you mumbled to yourself while you relodead his weapon. You shot at least three times before you hit something, unfortunately it was just an empty tin.

"Blood hell, you're awful." he said while walking up to you.

"That's why I came to you. Maybe you can tell me what I'm doing wrong then?" you asked while aiming at dumny again.

You heard deep sigh and soon you left his hands over your shoulders and your back. He started fixing your posture, soon he lowered down to your ear and whisper:

"Realx...You're always shakin' your hand before you shoot." your cheeks blushed as you started to aim again. He slowly lowered your elbow down, and wishpered once again.

"You have tense strong mussels, but ya need to know when to use that strength to pull the trigger. Follow the target..." he slowly moved your hand as he stood right behind you.

"Now."

You pulled the trigger and you manage to shot your target right in the head.

"See? All you had to do is to relax"

You looked in his direction while reloading.

"Thanks... See? You aren't a bad teacher after all"

He pulled his hat down to cover his face on these words, he probably didn't expect such complement from you. Then he looked at the ground taking his glasses off.

"Somethings wrong?" You asked. Soon he handed you a jar with...yellow liquid inside it.

"What is-"

"Don't ask."

You had your suspicions of what that was based on it's smell, but you only shruged your shoulders.

You stared at empty land before he finally lowered himself down, you did the same.

"Say rookie, how good at are you at throwing?" he asked with small smirk on his face.

"Good enough"

"On three throw it on the left from the first red box. One....two....three."

You both stood up and throw jarate. You heard sound of shattering glass, and figure runing away, followed by a loud scream.

"aaaAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!"

"Spy, that ya fancy bloody wuss! Hahaha!"

You couldn't help but smirk, while looking at Snipers smile. This is when he looked back at you, a bit embarrassed.

"...What?"

"Nothing. I just tought that, maybe, maybe, if you give me couple of lessons like that...I might tell Miss Pauling, that I've finally decided what I want to do"

He put his glasses back on and pat your shoulder, whole standing besides you.

"Tomorrow, at the same time. Don't be late"

He looked at you for the last time before he walked away through the wooden door.

You couldn't help but smile, you felt so comfortable around him. It was a nice feeling, knowing that you two understand each other and will surely make good partners. At work of course!

Unless....

[@zeldot :Hope you enjoyed this part! I'm so glad you gave me another commission! ]

I had this idea and I NEED to get it out

Ofc feel free to ignore this tho

Sniper x gn other team reader who seems to always figure out where he is. It's like they have this weird spidey sense type thing. Like, they'll look directly into his scope or fire a warning shot next to him when he hasn't seen them yet.

Maybe they've even sniped him once with like a handgun or something cuz he pissed them off

Like I can imagine how much of a loop it would throw him through

Also, if he could be a pining loser, that would be great

Ooh also what if he also noticed how they're particularly brutal with the rest of his team but not him (examples above) because they have a soft spot for / crush on him too

[I can't express how MUCH I love this idea! Thank you for this ask it was fun to write it! Have fun reading!]

Warning shots

◇ TF2 Sniper x GN!Reader [crush]

Badlands, where setting sun gives you third degree burns and gravel is treated like gold, a place where lays control point, ready to be taken over by one of the two teams, and belive when I say, it is no easy thing to do. The point was active for some time now, but no one on the teams managed to get it before they were shot down, dying in their own pool of blood and coming back to life, trying all over again.

Meanwhile Sniper was on his was to changes places to confuse his opponents, firing from high place, his scope scanning the corners and waiting for some idiot to take a peek and find themselves with a bullet in their skull.

Another warning shoot. This time bullet made a hole in his hat. Bugger. How?? He just got here! He didn't even fired his weapon! What kind of six sense bullshit is this! Alright, alright... there is no time to think about it, he has a job that needs to be done. Again, he decided to change his position, walking to the comple opposite side of the war zone.

"Steady... Steady..." Sniper mumbled to himself while aiming at the enemy Heavy's head. Then BAM, bullet hit, creating hole in wooden plank next to his head. Sniper moved away from the window, completely caught off guard. He was sure it was a good spot and none one will be able to find him this quickly ! No matter. He decided to change his position, it was not a good idea to try to shoot again from the same spot when someone knew he was there. He passed Engineer's nest and found for himself better spot to try again. He aimed carefully, grinned when dot from his scope pointed on Medic's head and-...

Bang!

He found much better spot this time, far away from the control point but close enough for him to land every shoot. Finally, he can continue his job without any surprises. Sniper looked through his scope and noticed- You. He was ready to pull the trigger when suddenly you turned your head to the left and looked directly at him. Sniper felt weird tingle on his neck. Did...Did you noticed him? No... it's impossible, he is too far away! But there you were, staring directly into his scope, completely aware of his current position. Were you the one who knew where he had always been? His eyebrows knit together, as he was aiming at your head, but you were quicker and pullet trigger on your handgun, shooting Sniper right into the shoulder three times.

Sniper did the only reasonable thing, which was running away to find the closests med kit. As he was runing he thought about....this. This weird treatment you were giving him. Besides Pyro and Solider you are one of the most violent mercenary on your team, always finishing your targets in the most brutal and extreme way possible, and yet you, of all people, were giving him warning shoots! Twice ! It was....strange...

This situation for you two was a tradition at this point. Whenever Sniper was trying to shoot someone down, you were there to send your bullet ricochet next to him, suddenly shout "Sniper ahead!!" and let rest of your team know he is watching. Or you'll turn around and stare at him as if you were saying "I always know where you are."

It annoyed him. His ego was damaged now, because of you and your stupid abnormal senses. Only times he could get a kill at this point was when you were respawning or when enemy Spy failed to backstab him. Was he even allowed to call himself a professional now?? You were now his biggest priority on the battlefield, he was constantly waiting for you to show up just to land a shoot on you. Not even to kill you, even a simple bruse was enough for him. It trapped him into a tunel vision that resulted in him dying several times to the rest of your team.

Well.

Sniper was aiming at respawn machine, waiting for you to come out. He didn't even hear footsteps creeping up behind him. He only realized someone was behind him when he was pulled by the shoulder, and pinned against the wall by- you!

How-

When-

Looks like Sniper forgot that this respawn had two exits. You were holding him for...quite a while not. Both of you stared at each other, not moving an inch.

...

...

...

...

This was akward.

....what the bloody hell was that?!

Sniper felt sweat on his eyebrows and how his face is getting warmer from the embarrassed. You smirked before letting him go and you-

Just-

Walked away...

He should be dead! But you just decided to spare him? Why??? And that look on your face... He always saw you stare at him, but only now he saw your eyes up close...they looked... surprisingly pleasant to look at.

Now you're stuck in his head. Constantly teasing each other with shots and looks. Sniper felt better, knowing he wouldn't be butchered by you like the rest of his team. Was he this special? Were you...special to him? Each thought about you made his cheeks shine in pink and clouded mind with this weird soft feeling. But don't think only he did! Ha! Come on, it was obvious you have soft spot for this Australian man. It was not hard to miss when you shredded enemy team like nothing, and only Sniper was able to somehow "Get away" or just "Suddenly disappeared". The tingling, almost spider like sense made you detect him like on radar, which was the reason why you found it so hard to not think about him.

You two found a reeallllly interesting way to flirt with each other heh.

💙BLU Scout's ma moodboard 👠

You said you'd be up for writing some spydad? That's awesome!! I would love to read something fluffy but I want to give you total creative freedom. I understand if you aren't up for it/won't get around to it for an bit, either way tysm for the offer!

Mission, father

◇ Spydad action story [Spy and Scout]

artwork by me

Today was an unusual day. Why? Because Miss Pauling send Scout and Spy, together, on a mission. She was saying that:

"I need it to be done fast and quietly" said Pauling, while talking to Spy who was using only available phone in the area.

"Miss Pauling, are you sure I can't continue this mission alone?" Spy asked with hope that he can convince her to let him finish the job alone.

"I really wish you could do this alone too, but in this mission two people are needed, and your and Scout's skills are they most compatible for this-"

"Ayo Miss Pauling, you called?" Scout hearing his named through phone, immediately snatched it from Spy's hand.

"No Scout. I was just-... mentioning you..."

"Oh...right. So um, can ya remind me- i mean- US what exactly our mission is?"

Miss Pauling sighed, as she opened one of the many files on her desk.

"As I was saying back in the base Scout, you and Spy have to get inside this building, to take down taget that is causing problems for the Administrator and take golden statue of platypus. We have suspicious that it might be made out of australium, so remember, don't mess this up and come back alive. Pauling out..... heh I always wanted to say that"

"Wait Miss Pa- anddd she hang up. Alright, so let's get this over with" Scout was ready to run straight into the emery's building, but Spy grabed him by his t-shirt to stop him.

"Not so fast Scout. We can't just rush in there like that, we need a plan"

"Tsk. Whatever fancy pants. So, what is your plan?"

. . .

"Ugh, remind me to never listen to your stupid plans ever again" Scout complained while both of them were walking through the sewers, trying to get inside the building as unnoticed and fast as possible.

"Don't be so delicate now. We have sewers at base too."

"Yea we do! But our sewers are cleaner than those. Smell better too, bleh"

Scout hold hand over his nose while continuing to complain. Soon they reached small room, with stairs that leaded upstairs and corridor to the left.

"Alright, we are now in the death zone, take your meele weapon out and be ready, remember, we use guns only when necessary. We don't want to draw attention to ourselves- what are you doing?"

While Spy was giving speech Scout in the meantime started to walk not upstairs but down the corridor.

"Well, I'm going to get that australium statue, aren't I?"

"But you do not know were it is. And I don't think it's there Scout."

"Why? Because you think I can't find it cuz I'm stupid or something?"

"Do you want sarcastic or realistic answer?"

"Whatever fancy pants I'm going there, and I bet I will find that ple...ply...pla-tu-parus myself!" Scout run down the corridor, disappearing behidn the corner. Spy stared at it for some time, before using his watch to disappear. The mission has officially started.

. . .

Spy took his knife out, moving through corridor and mumbling to himself.

"He never listens, always too stubborn. He takes after his mother... I won't even be surprised if he's going to come back screaming and runing away from some kind of the danger he caused. As always."

Spy walked for some time before he noticed doors at the end of the corridor, with yellow light coming from under it. He slowly walked up to them but when he reached for a handle, doors suddenly opened. He jumped and quickly hid himself behind rock statue of a woman dancing with platypus-headed man.

"I WANT THIS TO BE GONE" bald tall man shouted at the phone.

"What? I do not CARE! That old hag broke contract with me, she found out I know about use of the australium. Yes. She wants me killed. But i won't let her send people after me. No. I won't die like this, I won't give her this satisfaction. I want you to activate protocol B-ye. Yes I know this place will bow up THAT'S THE POINT! Who is the boss here. Yea...so shut up and START IT NOW !" man angry craked his phone with his hand, and walked away.

Spy came out of his hideout and walked through, now opened doors, into the security room, full of tv screens. He noticed count down on one of them: 'Protocol B-ye will activate in 25 minutes'.

When Spy turned his head he noticed Scout, fighting with the guards. He quickly run out of the room to find him. They needed to run.

. . .

"BONK b!tch!" Socut hit last of the guards with his bat. He laughed and continued to check the rooms.

"I don't even know why Miss Pauling wanted two people to go together. It's so easy, like fighting with easter bunny"

Scout noticed giant metal doors, next to it was panel with numbers.

"Huh. I wonder" Scout preseed four of the buttons.

"Invalid password. Please write correct password to enter"

"Ah! Alright. Sooo 1234?"

"Invalid password. Please write correct password to enter"

"Hm how about 6969?"

"Invalid password. Please write correct password to enter"

"Uhhh 95...7...3?"

"Invalid password. Please-"

"UGH! STUPID SECURITY SYSTEM! WHY ARE YOU SO HARD TO BREAK?! I bet Solider would be stupid enough and say "we in America just press 1111" "

"Beep! Password accepted."

Giant metal started to open, leaving Scout with jaw dropped as he slapped his face.

"Of course. At least hard part is over"

This is when he noticed that in the middle of the room was golden statue, sitting next to it were 4 real platapuses, on top of that they were surrounded by red lasers that touched probably would trigger alarm, spikes on the walls, and small squiky toy on the ground. Scout rolled his eyes as started to crawl under the lasers, soon he had to stand up and get closer to the wall, almost impailng himself by spikes, then he triped but luckily for him there was no more lasers. He walked up to the statue, gently picking it up.

"Heh. Easy" This is when he accidently put his foot on the squiky toy. He turned his head ready to be attacked by the 4 animals that were still sleeping.

"Phew."

But this is when alarm turned on.

"Oh come on! Really?!"

'ATTENTION! PROTOCOL B-YE IS ACTIVE. YOU HAVE 15 MINUTES TO EVACUATE'

"Protocol B-ye?"

Suddenly Spy stoped in front of the doors looking at Scout.

"Scout get in here! We have to go, now!"

"Hey! But for the record i didn't start this alarm-!"

"Just get in here!"

Scout started to slowly crawl under the lasers. Spy panicked and shouted at him.

"STAND UP AND RUN YOU IDIOT! THOSE ARE JUST LASER POINTSERS!"

Scout tood up, noticing that lasers- do nothing to him. He looked at one of them, seeing those are in fact small laserpointers just taped to the walls.

"Ah crap."

"JUST GO!"

Both of them started to run as alarms rang wildly. Scout was faster than Spy so he was a bit left behind. This is when another communicate was made.

'ATTENTION! 6 MINUTES BEFORE THE EXPLOSION. EVACUATE IMMEDIATELY'

Time was runing out. Soon Scout finally got to the exit but this is when he felt pain his left leg after hearing a gunshoot.

"AHhhhh!" Scout triped, dopping the statue, that rolled down the stairs, near the exit. As he turned he noticed tall bald man standing with his weapon pointed at him.

"I was right." The man spoke "The old hag hired you to get me ...didn't she? Pathetic. I thought she send here an actual threat." Man picked Scout by his neck.

"Ugh- let...me go!" Scout shouted.

"No. Why should I. If i have to go down anyway, i may as well take down one of her mercenaries with me." Man laughed, as he started to squeeze his neck even harder.

This is when Spy runned out of the room. He saw stature near him, close to the exit, but upstairs on his left he noticed big bald man holding Scout by his neck, walking further into the building. Spy was someone who's all missions were successfull. He never failed, he would sacrifice anything to achieve victory. Anything......but, anyone?

Scout punched the man into the face, blood run out of his nose, but he didn't let him go.

"Ha. Look at you. It's actually really funny to see you like that."

Scout couldn't even talked back, as he started to feel dizzy from lack of the air in his lungs.

"Ha! You are so peth- AHHHHHHHHHHH!!"

This is when man screamed and let Scout go, while collapsing on the ground. Scout looked at dead body of the bald man noticing butterfly knife in his back. This is when he felt that someone picked him up. It was Spy who started to run with him, jumping out though the window.

'PROTOCOL B-YE ACTIVED'

This is when explosion happend. It wasn't enormous one but, it was big enough to destroy the center of the budling. Spy looked back to see it seeting on fire. He looked down noticing Socut on the grass, not moving at all...

"Scout?... Socut!!" Spy run up to him, checking his pulse. He was alive but unconscious.

"You idiot! You almost got yourself killed!" Spy shouted. Scout's eye were still closed. This is when he realised he was screaming at unconscious Scout...but why?

Spy couldn't help but noticed his own hands started to shake as tear showed up in his eye.

"You almost died you idiot..." this is when something triggered Spy, he didn't knew if it was shock from the explosion or "parental" instinct but he hugged Scout. He hold him close, holding him after years for the first time. His mind went back in time. This is when he saw himself holding Scout as small child...he remembered how he was holding his small hand...and now?

He hugged him, not knowing why, he just wanted him to be okey, to wake up, to be alright...he wanted his son to wake up. This is when Scout slowly opened his eyes, he felt that someone was holding him. When his vision cleared he noticed businessman suit.

"Uhhh. Spy? What are you doing?"

On these words Spy backed up quickly.

"I- I was just chekcing your pulse.."

"Were you hugging me? Wait- Are you crying?"

"It's because of the smoke." Spy quickly cleaned his eye from tears.

"You choose me over the statue... why?"

Both of them looked at each other before Spy smirked.

"I didn't do it because I cared. I did it because that statue wasn't made out of australium. It wasn't even made out of the real gold!"

"Oh yea? And how could you know?"

"Under it was sticker which says: Custom made platypus statue from Toys For Rich Pets factory. Didn't you see?"

Socut scoffed, lifiting himself up.

"Yea yea whatever you say old man-" he almost triped but Spy caught him.

"Here. We need to get out of here fast. I don't want you to waste my time by passing out again." Spy supported Scout while both of them walked to the car.

"But you careeeee" Scout smiled. This is when Spy messed his hair.

"Shut up will you? You might pass out..."

"Heh. You do care" Scout said with big smile on his face.

Spy meanwhile mumbled quietly

"...maybe I do."

. . .

When they got back to the base Scout visited Medic, to heal his injuries. After he came back he was good as new (and probably had another organ replaced).

He walked up to Spy, and took his hat off.

"Hey uh. Thanks back there. You know...for savining me and all"

"Don't mention this... it's nothing."

Scout rolled his eyes and walked up to Spy hugging him. Spy didn't push Scout away, as usually, but he actually put hand on Scout's shoulder, letting them hug for a while. This is when he came back to reality and pushed him away.

"Okey. You need to rest now. This mission wasn't easy and the next ones are going to be much harder. So go."

Scout smired while walking away. Spy meanwhile smiled a bit, as this warm feeling came to his heart. For the first time he acted like a parent...like a father.

Maybe this mission...wasn't so bad after all.

[Yooo! I'm glad you requested it! I'm so happy you saw my post and you texted to me! Thank you! .Hope you like it! It may not the best...but if you want I can try write more bonding father/son things in the future!💀💙]