TF2 x Reader: When Two Worlds Meet

Chapter 92

~~~Timeskip by Direct Hit Soldier~~~

"Damn it!" The American cursed as both teams entered a different part of the mansion. "Where did those maggots go?!"

"Dunno, pardner." Engie glanced around. "But Ah think we gotta split up."

"Split up?" Demoman questioned his teammate. "Are ya sure 'bout that?"

"Yep! Those dummies retreated in separate directions! And since we joined forces with the BLU team, Ah think it's best that we go in pairs!" The Texan suggested while readying his Frontier Justice. "Mah rival and Ah are gonna head this way. The rest of ya, go with your partners! Don't wander off by yourself!"

"But vait, RED team! Two of your members are missing!" The BLU Frenchman pointed out quickly. "Vhere are your Scout and Spy?!"

"I saw both of 'em enter here half an hour ago." His Bostonian friend explained. "You and I can pair up."

"Very vell..." Nodding to that suggestion, the support member slipped a butterfly knife into his pocket. "Gentlemen! Let's move now!"

All mercenaries went on with their assigned buddies, traversing different hallways and doors. Once everyone was gone, the master of disguise walked over to his younger teammate.

"Jace, I'm starting to get vorried about zhose two." He unsheathed his revolver to reload it. "Ve should go look for zhem. Have any ideas vhere zhey are?"

"Well, I told Jeremy to rush in and find (Y/N)." The boy did the same with his scattergun. "So he and RED Spy are probably somewhere in the basement level."

"Great. I know how to get zhere. Follow me."

~~~Meanwhile, at a different hallway~~~

"Dear God...This massive place...That brainless maggot chose to live in what looks like a mental institution for deranged kids!"

"I'm telling you! My team used to live with that lunatic, and everything around here rots like corpses!"

Opening a random door, both Soldiers glanced around, only to find nothing but boxes, open and closed, lying everywhere.

"Huh? Just crates?" The RED member stepped inside while his rival followed suit. "I wonder what inside of 'em!"

"Let's see..." His BLU doppelgänger started checking some wooden cases. "Grenades...grenades...and more grenades! Damnit! I was hoping to find stashes of bread or MRE's to fill this American's stomach!"

"Maggot, are you forgetting why we're here?!" Soldier reminded him. "We're here for (Y/N)! Not food!"

"Sorry." Looking down, the rival apologized. "I'm a little hungry. My team and I were worried about (Y/N) so much that we didn't have time to eat anything before heading out."

"I...I see...Here, have this."

Reaching into his backpack, the RED mercenary pulled out something triangular wrapped in a white napkin and handed it out. That BLU member seemed hesitant at first; but then, Soldier assured that it was okay for him to have it. Nodding as a response, he gladly accepted and unwrapped this mystery snack.

"A sandvich...Something that Misha would like." Taking a bite, the American eventually showed a sign of satisfaction. "Mmm...this is delicious. Thanks."

"Thank the Heavy in my team later." The blond mercenary gave him gentle pats on his back. "He made sure to prep enough food for this difficult mission. In case you're wondering, I have more sandviches in my backpack."