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No. 5155
Here, another chapter, from Magre, that Fag who writes about Sailor Moon and Team Fortress 2.
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The BLU team was stunned at the young woman that was standing on the station platform, her blue hair standing out the most. Soon, the rest of the team was finally returning to the station platform and as soon as they saw the young woman, they were completely unable to say anything. Even Soldier, who was always finding something to complain about in the team could not express in words his shock.
Soon Sniper nudged the Scout in the rib, whispering silently into his ear, “Why don't you go and ask the sheila if she needs any help.”
“Me? Whadda mean me? Why do I gotta ask her if she needs any help?” The Scout whispered back, Sniper now turning his fully attention towards Scout.
“Well she might feel better if someone helped her and you're probably closer to her age than the rest of us. Besides, you got a girlfriend, you're used to helping out women before!”
“But that's my girlfriend, not some random chick who suddenly walks off our supply train!”
“Just get to already! I'll talk with the conductor and we'll work this out, hopefully we can understand why this is happening. Now go!” Sniper then pushed Scout and soon Scout was standing only a few feet away from the young woman Ami.
“Oh hey... um...” Scout said, scratching his head and laughing nervously, trying to figure out what to say, “Uh... needa little help?”
Ami smiled a bit at what the Scout said, “Why yes, I brought a few bags of luggage with me and I wouldn't want you to all wait for me to unload my things from the train.”
“Alright then! Just lead the way!” The Scout blurted out, still a bit nervous as he followed Ami inside the train.
When both Scout and Ami were out of sight, the rest of the team slowly began to recompose themselves, trying to comprehend what just happened.
“Oi, wha' just 'appen?” The Demoman remarked, rubbing the side of his head with his bottle, “Was that a lass I just saw?”
Spy, now reaching for another cigarillo in his jacket, took a quick glance at Demoman, the Spy finding his cigarillo and placed it in his mouth, “It appears you are able to comphrend this situation as good as the rest of us, despite your constant drunkedness...” Spy said, lighting his cigarillo and breathing a quick puff, “But I say this with the utmost caution, and I rarely say this... I am completely shocked...”
“Mmmmph Mphhhh Mphh!” The Pyro added, and although most of the time othe rest of the team would disregard most of Pyro's words, the Medic nodded and turned to the rest of the team.
“Ze Pyro iz right, ve'er not entirely zure if zhat Fraulein iz ze only one on board. Ze new recruit may be elze vere on ze train!” The Medic assured, the rest of the team hoping those words were true.
The Sniper then began walking towards the conductor, who was still preparing the train for its trip out of the desert, the others talking amongst themselves about the situation they were in.
“Oi! Conductor! I have a question to ask ye!” The Sniper shouted, the Conductor turning around to greet the Sniper.
“Oh, Sniper, it is good you caught me at the right time. I something to give you,” the Conductor said, and before Sniper could ask his question, the Conductor pulled out a letter from his coat, and presented to the Sniper. “Its from your father.”
“My... my father? Wait, you mean to say my dad actually sent me a letter?” the Sniper asked, the Conductor nodding, the Sniper feeling awkward about this. Rarely did Sniper get letters from family members, and most of the time they were from his mom, but never from his dad. So surprised by the letter, the Sniper entirely forgot about asking his question.
Meanwhile, Scout was holding the bags of luggage that Ami had brought with her, surprised that they were somewhat heavy.
“God, whudda ya put in these things? Rocks?” The Scout complained, Ami giggling a bit at Scout's complaint.
“No, why would I bring rocks with me? I'm not going to be a geologist now,” Ami remarked, the Scout sarcastically laughing.
“Yeah... Right...” The Scout mumbled as he began walking out of the train but caught his foot in one of the train's chairs and fell down, causing Ami's luggage to tumble out of his hands.
“Are you alright?” Ami asked, rushing towards the Scout, who was slowly getting up but refused for any help that Ami was trying to give.
“No, no, I'm alright, I've felt worse... ah... shit...” Scout said, saying the last part under his breath, rubbing his left-arm because it was scraped a bit when he fell down.
“Oh my, it looks like you might have drawn blood,” Ami remarked, the Scout looking at his injury and seeing that a bit of blood was indeed seeping to the surface of his skin. “Here, I'll fix it up a bit.”
“No, no, I said I'm alright... jeez... that stings...” The Scout said again, now standing up now as Ami picked up one of the fallen bags of luggage and opened it, taking out a bottle of rubbing alcohol, some cotton wipes, and a bandage for the cut.
“Now just don't worry, it may sting a bit more...” Ami said, pouring a bit of the rubbing alcohol on the wipes and began cleaning the area that the Scout had injured himself, the Scout grimacing a bit in pain but feeling better now that the wound was clean. After a quick wipe, Ami then covered the wound with the bandage and smiled, “There, that should be much better.”
The Scout then looked at the bandaged area, surprised that Ami worked quite efficiently with the wound and smile a bit, giving her a thumbs up, “Yeah, thanks pal.” The Scout said, marveling again at Ami's work, “Where'd ya learn to do that?” Scout asked as he went and picked up the rest of the luggage he dropped.
“My mother was a doctor, so I learned from my mother and from reading medical books as well. I was assuming that having some medical skill would help me out here.” Ami replied, smiling a bit, putting back the rubbing alcohol and cotton wipes in the luggage bag she got them from, following Scout to the train's exit.
“Hey, can I ask you a question... Ami, right?” The Scout said.
“Okay.”
“Did you see anyone traveling on this train with you?”
“No... not any that I've seen, I fell asleep half-way through the trip.”
“Oh... I see...”
Both Scout and Ami exited the train, the rest of the team waiting for them, especially Scout. After putting Ami's luggage down, the Soldier confront the Scout.
“Took you lovebirds long enough,” The Soldier said, a couple of people chuckling a bit, “So, did you get to see our new recruit in there?”
“Uh, sorry, but Ami said there wasn't anyone else ridin' that train here,” Scout replied, the Solider becoming slowly more and more frustrated.
Finally, a loud whistle only made the Soldier more angry, as the Conductor boarded the train, signaling that the train was leaving.
“Why does little train leave when new recruit has not come off train?” Heavy asked, holding his nearly finished sandvich close as the train slowly began to leave the station.
The Spy, groaning, pointing at Ami, who was looking through her luggage, checking if everything was in their place.
“It appears that... girl... IS the new recruit...” The Spy finally said, the Heavy's confused look slowly turning into a frown, Heavy no longer capable of finishing his sandvich.
It was going to be a long ride back to BLU base in Sniper's camper van.
Except for Engineer.
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Has my weaboo quotient exploded your soft, gray matter yet?
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