BY: OWL TIEM100 words of pre-turncoating Nottim, because he was what was on my mind. Tenuous connection to the word prompt! I don't give a shit!---WORDS TIEM---The BLU spy sidled nervously into the room, eyes even wider and more alarmed than usual, and poked a thumb over his shoulder. "Th-th-there, th-there's - "Scout looked up with a malicious grin. "Oh, look, the short bus pulled in!"Spy's eyes narrowed in annoyance, cheeks colouring under the balaclava. "Th-there's g-g-g- ""What's that, Timmy? Lassie's stuck in the well? Haw!" Scout slapped his knee.Spy glared at him impotently and backed out into the hallway, cloaking immediately and retreating to one of his regular hiding places.When he heard the REDs open fire shortly thereafter he didn't even blink.