A/N: Languages... Again.
Sowwy ;_;
And one more thing!
Special shoutout to ofQuillsandInk for the TF2 Accents help-book thing!
I fixed some of the accents dialogue on the previous chapters too!
Thanks again, mate!
=- Your P.O.V -=
You smiled happily, and you were going to meet all the mercenaries.
"Nice work on taking down the (Enemy RED/BLU)'s cupcake!"
"Thanks for noticin' me back der', darlin'."
"Aye! *burp* good job lass!"
"Leetle girl is good at battle!"
"Mon dieu (Y/N), you sure did it real quick."
"Cheers for our honoured Sheila, mates!"
Everyone cheered for you. Except Medic and Scout.
"Thanks guys!" You said to them.
"Where's Scout anyway?"
"He twisted his ankle while he was goin' to get the Intel, Sheila." Sniper answered.
"So Medic took care of him." He continued, and you nodded.
"Aye! Its partey time!" Demoman said as he brought some drinks.
They did what they always do after taking down the (Enemy RED/BLU).
Drink until they drunk (A/N: Them rhymes tho xD), passed out after that, and so on.
You don't drink alcohols actually, so you made your own (favourite drink) when you're celebrating with them.
=- An hour later -=
You were bored. Not to noticed, again.
So you went to see Spy in his smoking room since you let Sniper to have his private time.
You knocked the door 5 times, which is a code that you're not the (Enemy RED/BLU) team's mercenary.
"Come in."
You walked into his room, and saw Spy on his chair.
"Bonjour, (Y/N)."
"Bonjour, Spy."
"Take a seat."
You quickly took a seat. He offered you a drink, but you said to him you were fine.
Another moment on silence until you spoke up.
(A/N: How many times did I put this sentence anyway? Holy crap xD)
"Umm... Spy?"
"Oui?"
"I want to talk about something... Its something about-"
"Ze Medic?"
You gasped.
"How did you-"
"'e was acting weird, am I correct?"
You nodded.
"Explain." He said as he drinks his wine.
Damn, he's so calm as fuck. (A/N: Chill Peasy, chill xD)
"I guess I could say he's not kinda... "Friendly" at all... Its been 5 years since I've joined the team..."
He didn't say anything, so you continued.
The look on your face from your worried face turned into a real serious face.
"And I need your help."
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TF2 X Reader
FanfictionYou've lived with the mercenaries for 5 years now. Everything seems normal. Until one day, everyone was acting weird. What was it? What's with this "Secret" door on the MedBay? What's going on in Teufort? Looks like you're gonna have to fi...
