: ̗̀➛ Far From Home『TF2 x Reader』

Chapter 4: Hate

Your POV:

I was awoken by a knock at the door, it was too early to process anything after the drinks last night, I rubbed my eyes tiredly, yawning, turning to the door and remembering the knock, suddenly I heard a voice.

"ALIEN LADY!" A gruff man's American accent boomed, startling me and making me jump. That's when I could tell it was soldier. But was it Soldier?

"DO PEOPLE FROM YOUR TIME PERIOD EAT BREAKFAST?!"

I was questioning whether or not that question was even a question?

"Yeah we eat grass." I said sarcastically.

"REALLY!?"

"WE EAT BREAKFAST!" I yelled back.

"Hm, interesting." Without another word I heard his footsteps pacing away from the door.

'What an odd interaction' I thought to myself, I went to try and find my phone, but I couldn't, I suddenly remembered that spy had it.

I let out a long groan. "Ugh, this is getting annoying..." I muttered.

That's when I remembered yesterday how Sniper was basically humiliated by Spy and Scout. Perhaps I COULD convince him to help me get it back from the Spy!

I lifted myself off of the bed, walking over to the door determined to go see sniper, but when I swung open the door, in front of me was Soldier with a toothy grin and a bowl in his hands. "I FETCHED YOUR BREAKFAST FOR YOU!"

I looked in the bowl, wanting to laugh at how Soldier just can't take sarcasm. "Thanks Soldier. But I've already been out to eat this morning." I joked, walking away.

"Erm." Soldier began. "OKAY!" He yelled.

I continued to walk throughout the base, I needed to get to Sniper!

"Y/n!" My head snapped around, I hadn't even realised I had walked passed Demo, I took a step towards him as he spoke. "Where are you headin' in such a hurry lass?"

"Erm." I thought about what I was going to say. "To introduce myself to Sniper. I don't think we had that much time to get to know each other."

He nodded. "Aye." A warm smile tugged at his lips as he quickly opened them again. "Perhaps we can get to know each other afterwards."

"Yeah! Of course." I grinned at him back. "Nice running into you, I'll catch you later." I said, walking away quickly.

No more distractions! I need to get to Sniper! While speed-walking down the halls I began to take notice about how Demo didn't seem as drunk today.

Eventually I made it outside and made my way up to snipers van; once I was in front of it, all that confidence left me, as I now seemed to be in a staring contest with the door to the van.

I gulped, my hand raising as I gave the door three gentle knocks.

From the inside I heard a very unhappy Sniper yell. "Which one of you bloody blogans is it?"

My head snapped to the right side of the van noticing one of the windows was slightly open, I walked over speaking in.

"It's Y/n."

He walked towards the window, opening it more. "What do you want?" He sounded as though he wanted nothing to do with conversing with me.

"I was wondering if maybe you wanted to talk?" I asked.

He raised his eyebrow. "About what?"

"The way the boys mocked you last night was out of order!" I expressed.