TF2 OC Drabbles

Cigars and Joy Rides

SLAM!

STOMP-STOMP!

Spy blinks and turns his head to look at the open door to his smoking room.

Demoman and Bea stood at the door, each with a determined grin plastered on their face. Spy raised a brow.

"Oui? (Yes?)"

"Can we go to the Carnival?" The two mercenaries asked.

Spy's Cohiba* cigar hung loosely from his mouth, "Zhe what?"

Demoman and Bea appeared in front of the Frenchman's chair and held out a ripped out piece of dirty newspaper.

"There's-a traveling amusing (amusement) park 30 minutes away from here!" Bea beamed, her slight Italian accent dripping from her words. Spy took the newspaper slip and cringed at the sticky texture of it.

"Oui...? " Spy commented, glancing at the bouncy duo.

"Today's the last day they'll be here and we really want to go!" Demoman crowed.

"Why is zhis paper sticky?" Spy changed the subject, the paper sticking to his glove.

"The newspaper was in the trash."

Spy dropped the paper slip with slight disgust. He then sighed, standing up.

"Somezhings wrong. You two don't ask my permission for zhings unless it involves me in some way." The man looked at the two with a piercing gaze. "What do you want from me?"

The two mercenaries in front of him smiled nervously.

"Well you see," Demoman starts, "The entry to get in,"

"-Is-a cheaper if you are party of 3..." Bea continued.

"No."

"Agh, come on!" Demo yelled.

"Per favore (Please)!" Bea exclaimed.

"Take one of zhe others!" Spy dismissed, walking to his alcohol cabinet.

"They are all busy." Bea crossed her arms as Demo huffed.

"Even Scout?"

"'Es with a lass he picked up." Demo grunted.

"Hm...well, it seems like you'll 'ave to pay full price. I'm not going." Spy confirmed sternly, sitting back down.

"Spy-a, please! We have to go! We'll do anything!" Bea pleaded on her knees.

"Aye (Yes), anything!" Demo joined the woman's side.

"Hm..." Spy took their begging into consideration. Anything huh? "...No! No, i'm not going! And zhat's final!"

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Spy glared at everything as he was pulled off the bus by an exited Italian and Scotsman. In front of him stood a large Amusement park, with many roller coasters, and food stands, carnival games and more.

"Well heya folks! Welcome to Happy's Amusement Park!" A coworker at the entrance beamed painfully. "Is this a party of 3?!"

"Aye / Sì (Yes) !" Demo and Bea grinned as Spy scowled at their glee.

"Well lucky for ya'll, we have a discount for parties of 3! That'll be 20 bucks!"

Bea paid the strained man and they each got a smiley face stamp on the tops of their hands.