Team Fortress 2
by orphan_account
Here's another blast from the past: a Mediscout fic written five days after I started learning TF2 (and, in fact, I learned the game specifically so that I could write this fic, for accuracy.)
That was a while back.
Anyway, here it is, straying far, far from its original prompt, "cuddling somewhere." Scout, for once, earns an Ubercharge.
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Medic glanced down the barrel, checking its internal workings idly. Charging out of the tunnel would give enemies the chance to shoot him down without mercy, an unappealing option. The Sentry could defend him, but not from every angle, and the control point was so very close, too—
He was interrupted from his reverie by a nudge to his shoulder and the sudden onset of rapid chatter, thick Boston accent interfering with Medic’s internal flow of thought. Scout scuffed a toe in the dirt as he faced Medic, gripping his baseball bat with both hands and shivering with an excess of energy. “Hey, Doc, whatcha doin’? We got, uh—” He went silent as the next update crackled through his bulky earpiece. “—we got thirty seconds left, wanna go kick their asses?”
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