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Vanilla ch. 16Vanilla
"Isn't he beautiful when he's upset?"
"You're fuckin' sick! You know that?!"
"So I've been told... You know... You're a quick little bunny... But... I'm quicker..."
"O-oh, God.... P-please, man! All those jokes I cracked... They're just for fun... P-please don't... N-no!"
Dieter sat in Gerald's room, scribbling away at the note pad. He was casually doodling a stick person, frowning at his own lack of artistic ability. He jumped, nearly out of his skin, when he heard the door unlock, then open. He sighed when the BLU Spy walked in, mask in his hands.
"Did I scare you, Dieter? I'm sorry! It's late... Why are you still awake?'
"I vas drawing! Or.... Trying to draw...." The man frowned, looking at the stick figure he drew. He ripped it out, crumbling it up and throwing it onto the floor. There, it joined many other pieces of paper, all bearing the RED Team logo, and containing other failed attempts at art.
Gerald laughed, bending down and picking up one of the balls an
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A few weeks without an engineer was a few weeks too much for BLU. They were doing HORRIBLY, even with Medic actually on the battlefield. They constantly ran out of ammo too soon, and Pyro and Heavy felt the most of that. Pyro was trying to figure out how to make the most of limited ammo on the battlefield, so he picked up an axe that was laying about in storage, and a spare shotgun as well. As much as he didnt' like using the loud weapon, he felt he had to.
"Tiny fire starter does not like guns?"
"They're too loud...." ("myuur muuu lld...")
"Then why you join battle?"
With that, Pyro had to stop. Why HAD he joined this war, if he didn't like the noise guns made? He thought back to his past, the way his mother acted towrds him...
"It's a long story, Heavy..." ("Its m lnng strry, Hvy..")
"Heavy understands. Is painful story, da?"
Pyro just nodded and looked down. The Heavy was the only person who was nice to him. Everyone else just.... ignored him. He was used to being
Insert Titlte here"ALERT! RED Spy in the base!"
Pyro jumped up, rabbing his helmat and shoving his nappy head into it, before pulling on his fire-proof suit. He shoved un-socked feet into his boots, then grabbed his home-made flamethrower and gloves, pulling them on before heading out of his room. somehow, despite getting fully dressed, he was done and out faster than even Soldier. Said man ran out in his camo boxers and white tank-top, his helmate on his head an his rocket launcher in his arms.
"Wake up, Sally! There's a RED Spy in the base!"
"No duh, you bumbling fool!" Pyro yelled. Of course, all Soldier heard was, "Mm muh, mu bblnm mmm!"
The older man ignored the fire-lover, running to each of the doors yelling.
Pyro ran the opposite way of the Soldier, banging on doors, alerting everyone of the Spy.
He was at the last door, when he heard a scream that turned his blood to ice. He busted down the door, the stopped.
Standing above the body of the BLU Engineer, was RED Spy. The Spy's mask was torn, rev
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