Spy x Reader {2} Part 1

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(D/N) = Daughter's name. Also...cooking of ducks in here...reader discretion advised (it's already dead though so...)

You have been married to Laurent for eight years now. You knew him like the back of your hand; no secrets were kept from each other. You two even had a six-year old daughter named (D/N). It seemed like you all had a perfect family, despite Laurent often going off to work with several other mercenaries to fight in a never ending battle with the Builders League United group (BLU for short).

It was a sunny, hot summer in Teufort and you were in the kitchen, cooking your husband's favorite meal. It was your anniversary, after all, and every year you wanted to make it a special day. (D/N) was playing in the living room with her dolls that Laurent's co-worker, Dell, had made her. Your husband had already left for work a few hours before. You smiled as you prepared the Confit de Canard, cutting up the duck into pieces, remembering all the happy times you've had with Laurent before and after you married him.

His beautiful icy eyes meeting your (e/c) eyes for the first time...

Him taking you to the top of the Eiffel Tower and having a romantic dinner afterwards...

When he asked for your hand in marriage...

The wedding day...

The day of (D/N)'s birth... You sighed. Nothing would break this family apart.

As you skinned the duck's neck, you felt a tug on your shirt and looked down to see (D/N), holding a white paper in her small hands. "Mama? Where are the crayons?" She asked. You smiled.

"They're in the drawer next to the refrigerator, ma petite," You answer. (D/N) nodded and walked over to the drawer, taking out the crayons. "What are you going to draw?" you asked her without looking up from your cooking. (D/N) sat down on the ground and began to draw.

"It's a secret!" She responded, smiling.

"It's a secret?" You repeated. "I can't wait to see what it is!" (D/N) continued to work on her picture, struggling to keep in her giggles of joy. You smiled. After five minutes, there was a knock at your front door. You turned around and asked (D/N) to keep an eye on the food while you went to the door. I wonder who this could be? You wondered as you opened the door.

It was the BLU Scout.

Spy dodged the BLU Sniper's kukri as he swung at him. "Is this really all you got, you repulsive bushman?" He taunted. The BLU Sniper growled, swinging at him again.

"I don't see you doing anything better, you frog!" He retorted. Spy smirked.

"You're right." He jumped over the BLU's sword. "I AM a frog!" He took out his butterfly knife and aimed it at the Australian's back. He pierced his enemy's skin and bone, killing him almost instantly. Spy looked down at his sit then at the dead BLU and frowned. "Oh dear, I've got blood on my suit. (Y/N) won't like that at all..." He quickly disguised as the Sniper and picked up his Sniper rifle.

Spy walked out of the room he was in and looked around the BLU base, searching for the intelligence room. "It has to be here somewhere..." He muttered to himself. As he was nearing the place he thought it was at, Spy was stopped by the BLU Engineer and BLU Soldier.

"Hey! Sniper! Have you seen Scout around? I haven't seen him since this morning!" The Engineer asked. Spy shook his head, confused.

"You haven't?" Both BLUs shook their heads. That's strange... "Maybe he's out looking for some girls to brag to? Who knows? BLU Engineer nodded.

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