A little something to entertain while I figure where to go next in the Saxton Hale fic. Based on the Courage The Cowardly dog episode 'Freaky Fred'. I wasn't sure whether this belonged in Fanfic or Afanfic, so please forgive me if the consensus is that it doesn't belong here.

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Hello, good sir, I am the Spy.
My story might make you laugh or cry.
But before we start, I must warn that I
Have acted very…naughty.

The story I'm about to tell,
I tell you, and you, and you as well
Is of a dear little Scout, on team RED
and just how I've been... naughty.

Voila RED base. The Scout lives here
With Demo, and Heavy, and Medic dear.
My heart beats fast as I drew near,
I feel so nice... and naughty.

I thought just how excited they,
Thinking I’m a RED comrade, would say
and shout "come RED friend! huzzah! hooray!
Dear boy you look so... naughty."

That's when my tired eyes beheld,
A youthful scout, and how he smelled
Of lingering sweat, a boyish scent
One that made me feel…naughty.

Alone was I, with tender Scout
Of my RED disguise, he had no doubt
A disguise I did not flaunt or tout
But used to not seem so…naughty.

Scout... your body...
it reminds me of the first time I knew just how,
I felt, about men.

It was a day, I'd not forget,
the day that I first met my pet,
oh what a lovely gift to get,
I'd never felt so... naughty.

My masculine friend, is what he was,
this paragon of virility
And oh, such looks, such true beauty
demand, that I... be naughty.

He looked at me, his fetching eyes,
and fetching form did hypnotize,
and filled with joy, and filled with sighs,
and that's when I got... naughty.

Now, now... you shouldn't play with BLU intelligence!

This dripping hair, lean, charming chest
unfold sweet memories of a man at rest,
whose dark hair I would twist and twirl,
and be tempted to be... naughty.

Sniper, my love was named,
and his strong form, a man untamed,
Enticed me one evening, I'm ashamed,
To be a little... naughty.

The look upon my rugged love's face,
so tough, and yet, as sweet as lace,
but in this case,
I realized he... needed space.

I never more was naughty...
well... maybe not never.

Dear boy, your nubile body reminds,
of nothing found in human kind,
but for one fellow who did find,
me, to be... in a certain mood.

Into my room, he walked one day,
with bush below, and beard shaved away,
that's no toupee I pray, no way,
I could help but be... you know.

I'd never seen this man before,
his sideburns sang, his chest it beckoned,
Penis, Buttocks all were reckoned,
soon I figured what the heck and,
guess how I was... naughty.

Sweet boy, afraid I’ll take your cherry?
Now now, relax, and have some sherry!
So ends our little story.

But then the RED Pyro did resume,
to chase me with fire from that tomb,
and send to me the respawn room,
your hero, ever doughty.

Good-bye RED Sniper, I'll miss the sex
And your Pyro’s flames breathing down my neck
and farewell Scout, for what's the harm,
if I was slightly... naughty.

With love,
Spy