A very TF2 Christmas'Twas ze night before Christmas, and all through ze map,
Not a sentry was stirring,
Because ze Scout broke your crap,
Ze cap point was guarded by ze Heavy so fat,
In hopes zat St. Nicholas will bring him a hat;
Ze Sniper was sitting all zoomed in on ze Reds,
While little blue dots were aimed at zeir heads;
And ze Engie building dispensers, and I ready to sap,
Had just left ze point all open to cap,
When out in the barracks arose such a noise,
Ze Engineer shouting:
"WE GOT A SPAH, BOYS!"
Away to the spawn I ran like a bunny,
Giggling like mad, because lets face it, zat was funny,
Ze fire of ze Pyro was hot on my trail,
My ass was on ze line and I could not fail;
When, what in front of my eyes should take place,
Ze Soldier fires a crit-rocket into that mumbling oaf's face;
With a nod and a grin, looking razzer slick,
I high-tailed it out of there at once and right quick;
Ze rest of ze Red team, like banshees they'd scream,
Zey all required assistance from the rest of the team;
A TF2 Night before ChristmasA TF2 Night before Christmas5 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
A TF2 Night before Christmas
Twas the night before Christmas, with a beautiful sky
No one was scurrying in base, not even Spy.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care
In hope that new weapons would soon be there
The team was nestled all snug in their beds
While Sniper had dreams of blowing of heads
And Scout's mom cleaning everyone's hats
Thinking the first time Scout got his bat
When out on the field arose such a clatter
Soldier sprang from his bed to what's the matter
Outside the window there was a bright flash
That burned down the shutters and singed his new sash
The fire had melted the fresh fallen snow
So Soldier shot a rocket to kill who was below
Just then he saw something in the sky
He knew that it must not be a Spy
But Saxton Hale sky diving through the air!
And Soldier knew he was landing there
He jump rocket quick, back to his bed
To think of the weapons Saxton Hale would put by his head
Saxton Hale landed with a great big boom
Happily giving out new weapons of doom
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"You ever see Medic laugh before?" Sniper thought this over then gave Scout a look. "And I don't mean like ya know, after he kills someone and shit but like ya know, like a happy kinda laugh, ya know?"
"I uh I don't think so " the Australian answered truthfully. Every time he's seen Medic off the battlefield, he always had a frown on his face. He did seem to be very depressed, that was for sure. "Well, ya can't blame him I mean ya heard about what happened right?" He loomed over sound and grinned evilly. "He used to work in a laboratory where he made monstrous creatures that escaped after killing everyone in the lab and now live in the sewers and eat-."
"Dude, shut the fuck up!" Scout screamed and shoved him hard. "I mean it, the frowning and looking like he has a fucking stick up his ass kinda freaking me out!" The Australian had to agree, nothing really could make the Medic smile for real. "Hey ya thinking what
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The passenger train was dark and old, and looked more like a supply train with bus seats tucked to the sides. The lights flickered with every slight bump in the track, and the only way that air seemed to come in was through a few vents close to the ceiling. There were no windows, so he couldn't tell where they were, even after the escorts had taken off his blindfold. Though it didn't really matter. It wasn't like he would have been able to tell.
It was only after these observations that his gray-blue eyes settled on the seat in front of him. Odd, that those escortswhomever they werehad placed him in this specific seat, because every other one was empty except for the one directly facing him. That seat was occupied by a stub of a man, who sat looking equally as confused. His head had just been shaved, it seemed, though there was some fresh stubble already growing along his jaw and under his chin. He wore goggles over his eyes, and there was a yellow hardhat on the seat next
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The old man settled onto the park bench as if the weight of the world threatened to force him through the wooden slats and onto the grass below. He could feel each joint groan, each muscle creak and protest the movement. Once seated, he sighed. He had never thought he'd make it to this age. This was the age that he had joked about in the barracks with the others. The age they had all agreed was not meant for men like them; men meant for fighting, killing, and destroying. Violent, bull-hearted men. He sighed again and adjusted his glasses with one hand, surveying the park around him. Children played carelessly on the playground while happy parents watched and talked amongst themselves. Young adults wandered the footpaths and sat under trees, the still chilly early spring air carrying with it the heady smell of flowers and young love. Never had he thought things could be so peace
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"No!" Medic swatted a hand airily in the direction of the large Russian, attempting to bury his head further under his pillow.
The world spun upside down and Medic found himself being held up by the ankle, high above the ground, eye level with Heavy, glaring at him lightly.
"Is time for vake up, Doktor."
"Neeeeiin." Medic squirmed in the uncomfortable grip and grabbed a pillow, batting the giant weapons expert across the face. "Put me doooown! I vas asleep! Down!"
The German kicked out a little, squirming upside down, still half asleep and glaring from the bright walls of the infirmary.
"Nyet, Doktor, it is time to vake up, you overslept."
The Heavy was silenced by another hit across his face by the soft pillow, making him chuckle lowly at the brunettes futile attempts to escape the one-handed hold.
"Down, dummkopf, down!
"Nyet. Are you awake yet?" The larger of the two grinned as the smaller looked down- or up in his case- as if truly
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"I know ya don't, dude, but ya gotta."
"-Is asleep, Hev. Let 'im get some rest."
Somewhere, mixed and jumbled in-between the realms of severe drug-induced sleep and achingly awake consciousness, Medic heard voices buzzing in his ear drums.
"Dude. . . .Spy says ya gotta let 'im sleep on his own. I'm gonna watch over him for ya." The chirpy teenage voice sounded almost happy.
"I do not like tiny Scout vatching over Doktor."
"Doktor is ill. Vhat if something happens to him? Vhat vill you do?"
A quiet sigh of desperation.
"Heavy . . . . Just get some sleep, okay? Spy wants you to rest as much as Doc."
The last part of the almost silent argument faded from the doctor's memory, the relentless tendrils of slumber clawing at him yet again, the Scout and the Heavy's voice swimming in his ears.
It saddened him that the warm weight of his friend no longer resided next to him, the most comforting thing he had possibly ever felt leaving him without warni
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And if it wasn't mumbling, it would be low whispering or weak and pained mewls, all the while he was shivering gently.
They had shifted somewhat in their sleep, and now the weapons expert lay on his back, deadly awake, his doctor draped across his chest in his sporadic slumber.
For a man so usually quiet and even cold, as he drifted through the dominion of unconsciousness, the slim surgeon was almost vocal, obviously something playing on his mind enough for it to toy with his erratic dreams.
The Heavy didn't have the willpower to stop his hand moving from tracing a line down his friends back, following the curve of his bare spine, feeling every slight ridge of the bones. Vertebrae. He remembered that name from the very man laid across him himself. He remembered watching him align the Soldiers back one too many times after being blasted to pieces by his own weapon.
He remembered watching him yanking out a bullet from the Demoman's spine after a lazy shot by the BLU Sniper.
TF2 - Respawn Family Part 5He took in a deep breath, curling the smaller man closer to his thick frame. Medic seemed so small in his sleep, curled up and breathing deeply against the taller mans chest. The young doctor had fallen asleep first, grey bags camping under his eyes, and Heavy gave a sigh through his nose.TF2 - Respawn Family Part 54 years ago in Romance More Like This
The Russian began to notice that the German would often give a pained mewl, clenching the older mans shirt in his fists as his eyebrows furrowed while he slept.
Did the Medic get nightmares?
All the weapons expert could do was rub the slim back gently, pulling his friend closer. Did he have nightmares before, when they slept close? How had he not noticed?
Heavy himself got little sleep, not wanting to miss each expression on the Germans face, trying to figure when he was in the worst parts of his dream.
"Doktor. Doktor, vake up."
A soft voice made him stir, foggy eyes opening wearily to meet with the larger mans covered chest.
"Ve need to vake up. Battle today."