(I SUMMON pandaman132 TO READ THEE :D)
Also some info on the AU in this one, it's where everyone was born with a watch that told you exactly when you would fall in love with your one true love.
~Kek
XP
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So I unpublished it because wattpad didn't load the entire story, fml
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-8 years old-
You looked at the watch in your arm seeing seconds go by but you still had quite some time before you meet your love of your life. " 17 years, 132 days, 3 hours, 4 minutes, and 6 seconds. " You mumbled to yourself in the boredom on your room. You put your bag on the ground from school and flopped into your bed. "Some times, I wonder what they will look like.... probably cute." You thought out loud.
-13 years-
You watched as some people had found their love while others loathed in times arrival. You had been picked on quite a bit lately, people saying "he won't ever like anyone like you" but you only pushed them away.
-18 years-
You had only 7 and a half years to go, no biggy, most of your friends were either married or marrying. You were teased from your friends that maybe they had been some crazy psychopath or say what ever idea popped into their minds. You didn't mind it though as you knew they were joking, but you still couldn't wait.
-23 years- You had been at home when a letter came in from a knock on the door and a sweet gentlemanly mail man. "Thanks" and with that you waved goodbye as you saw him every morning with a great smile. You closed the door and studied the letter in your hand. It was stamped with a brand you've never seen or heard of. "MANN CO we make guns and get in fights" you tilted your head as this is something stranger than what you normally see in brand names. You opened the letter as it read "Greetings (Y/N), we hear you recently quit your last job." How did they know, and what do they want? Is it the FBI here to hire me for a secret spy mission? "We would like to hire you as a house keeper for a house of 9 men. Most are friendly if you don't mind drunken or the smell of cigarettes." You've always hated smokers but you didn't mind the alcoholics as they weren't as bad as lung cancer, maybe a dead liver? "Please call the number at the bottom of the page, you will be paid greatly. -Miss. Pauling XXX-XXX-XXXX (just pretend it's a number or something, like maybe your dads phone number?)" You sat down on the couch in your living room, looking at your watch, 2 years and 3 days. You picked up the phone and dialed the number given
-TIMESKIP BROUGHT TO YOU BY MANN CO. WE MAKE GUNS AND GET IN FIGHTS :D-
You were being taken somewhere by a mysterious woman driving the vehicle claiming to be Miss. Pauling. "
So, where are we going? I gotta pee." You got an impatient look on your face as she sighed. "Try to hold it a bit longer, only 20 or so minutes. This camper isn't mine and I don't want to deal with wet seat and an unhappy Australian." You looked out the window as you crossed your legs. As time passed with watching cacti and the occasional tumble weed pass by, you made it to....... a very strange building. As granted a drunken man with chocolate skin slept with whiskey in one hand and a weird man with a helmet over his head singing with the drunk, probably drunk too.
"Those two are demoman and soldier, soldier is the one with the helmet, don't cross him or you'll go deaf. (If you're originally not from America, just pretend cause everyone else in base does to XD) you followed Ms . Pauling out from the camper and into base. "Hey guys, the new recruit is here! Heya toots" He winked at you and you examined at him as you heard a faint beeping as your wrist vibrated with the intensity of the gods! You looked down --00:00:00:00-- oh god, you've met him finally, don't fuck up, don't fuck up. He waved at your face as you looked down with worry. "Ms Pauling, is toots here ok? Hey, girly, how are you, dead?" You tried your best not to be socially awkward as you always were. "I'm good, thanks" wowie, you didn't die of social anxiety.
"Scout, her up to the room given to her and introduce her to the others. She's met the Scott and the American or not."
-- TIME SKIP BROUGHT TO YOU BY....... me being lazy \('v')/???????--
So that's the team, you've met them all and honestly, heavy scared you and let's say you need a new change of pants. "Sorry about tons a fun back there, he has a thing about Russian (hehe rushing get it- author no)." You giggled at the name given to him. You looked at scout and sighed, perfect, you're oogling at the boy you just met. Well, you may as well since your watch thingie just had a heart attack. "Hey, I'd avoid Helmet head, he will make you go deaf or bore you to death about sun tzu if it ever happens. You giggled knowing it was probably true. "DID I HEAR SUN TZU????" You turned on heel to walk away before being grabbed by the hem of your shirt. "WHO ARE YOU MAGGOT?" "Well-" "ARE YOU TALKING BACK TO ME???" You face palmed. "Hey captain America, it's called communication." That night you two "learned" about war from soldiers lectures.
That's one way to start the new day off.
OML I ACTUALLY FINISHED IT, YAY. IT'S ALSO 2:30 AM, YAY
