~ Team Fortress 2 Oneshots ~ {FINISHED}

TF2 x Child!Reader Part 1

The white snow quickly fluttered down from the sky and gracefully landed on the ground. They created a beautiful white blanket on the ground. A small child ran across the snow and playfully kicked piles of it into the air. A man in a (blue/red) balaclava followed behind, watching in amusement as the snow she kicked fell on top of her. "Uncle Spy!" The child called out to him. Spy smiled and walked closer to the girl.

"Oui, chaton?" He responded. Suddenly, a snowball landed directly on his face. Spy shook the snow off of him and looked up to see the girl giggling at him. Spy frowned and looked up at her. The girl's laughter swiftly died down. "(Y/N)," Spy began. He dropped (Y/N)'s book bag off of his back and bent down to pick it up. As he picked it up, he secretly grabbed his own ball of snow in his gloved hands. "You know better than to pick a fight with me!" Spy threw a snowball at (Y/N) and it hit her on the shoulder. (Y/N) saw this and dramatically fell to the ground. She put her hand over her shoulder and pretended to cry out in pain.

"Oh! You got me!" She cried out. Spy chuckled and quickly picked her up.

"Come on, chaton, we need to hurry before you miss the bus on your last day of school!"

"Do I have to go to school today? Can't I just hang out with you and the others?" (Y/N) asked. Spy shook his head.

"No, (Y/N). You have to go to school today. Besides, all of us are going to work today and we need you to be here. Understand?" (Y/N) nodded.

"Yeah, I do, Uncle Spy." The two soon arrived at (Y/N)'s bus stop.

"Trust me, chaton. You will need every single bit of education you get. You don't want to end up like some of your uncles."

"But Uncle Doe is fun!"

"But he's an imbecile. Nevermind. It looks like your bus is coming..." Spy handed (Y/N) her book bag and patted the top of her head. "I hope you have a wonderful day today, mon chaton!" (Y/N) hugged her uncle and smiled back at him.

"You too, Uncle Spy!" She giggled. The school bus stopped in front of the two. (Y/N) let go of Spy and entered the school bus. A moment after she entered, the bus door closed and soon the bus was on its way. Spy grinned and began to walk back to the base through the white snow.

When Spy made it back to the base, he saw the rest of the mercenaries already working on the Smissmas decorations and gifts for (Y/N). "How's it going, gentlemen?" He asked as he walked past them.

"It's going great!" Scout exclaimed. He showed his wrapped present to Spy and smiled. "(Y/N)'s gonna love this so much!" Spy examined the present and slightly raised his eyebrow.

"Scout, how did you get wrapping paper with your face on it?" he asked.

"Easy! I ordered it online! They were really cheap, too! I would have ordered everyone else some but...I only want to give (Y/N) something that'll blow her away."

"We tried gettin' him to use normal wrappin' paper," Demoman explained. "But he wouldn't stop talking about how (Y/N) deserved to have the best so we let him do whatever." Demoman placed his finished present under the Smissmas tree that Engineer and Pyro had set up. It had several ornaments on it, but most of them were based on equipment the nine used during battle. However, the tree was missing the star on the very top. That job was reserved for (Y/N). Spy couldn't help but smile when thinking about how (Y/N) would react when coming through the door and seeing everything they had prepared. All ten of them would have the happiest Christmas this year.

~~~~~Time Skip~~~~~

(Y/N) frantically ran out of the school building to the bus loading area. Her teacher had spent the past twenty minutes lecturing the class on how to have a fun but safe Christmas and she ended up causing the group to be dismissed ten minutes after school had ended. Please still be here! Please still be here! (Y/N) managed to squeeze herself to the front of the bus loading area and searched for her bus and any of her friends that rode with her. None of them were there. (Y/N) frowned. I don't want to go to the Principal's Office to call my uncles, she thought. However, (Y/N) knew she had to and began to slowly walk towards the car line. With all of the school children still pouring into the bus loading area, it would have been a miracle for (Y/N) to get to the Principal's Office from there. The only way was from the front of the school at the car line.