The Mercenaries' Pets (TF2 Fan Fic) Part 1

      Bzzt Bzzt Bzzt. RED Scout's alarm went off, but he never awoke to it. Being the youngest of nine siblings, Scout had to learn to sleep through everything. Fortunately for him, he can be woken up if he is nudged or tickled. He knew that was the case, but he still set his alarm to wake someone up to wake him. His favorite way to be woken up is to be lightly tickled under the nose, as is mother used to do when he was young. After an agonizing three minutes of annoying beeps, Scout's pet set out to do it himself, as he always did. Scout giggled when his Squirrel tickled him under his nose. " G'mornin' Chucklenuts." Scout said to his squirrel when he opened his eyes. He lightly pet his pet and went to turn his alarm off. Chucklenuts quickly jumped on Scout's shoulder and they both headed to the kitchen.

      Scout and his pet arrived at the kitchen to be greeted by Pyro, Medic, and Soldier. As usual, Pyro was working on breakfast. But something caught Scout's eye. On Pyro's shoulder was a green blob. The green blob was surprisingly fast and looked at Scout and Chucklenuts almost immediately. It's beady eyes stared at them curiously and creped Scout out. After getting over himself, he went over to Pyro to ask when the food would be ready. But when he tried to tap Pyro's shoulder, the green blob jumped from Pyro's shoulder to the other. It's eyes went red and it opened it's seemingly nonexistent mouth and hissed at Scout and Chucklenuts. Being a very aggressive animal that he was, Chucklenuts hair stood up and he hissed back. The blob tried to look more aggressive than before, but Chucklenuts was more rabid with his hissing and the blob backed off.

      After watching the two fight for dominance, Scout preceded to ask Pyro, "Yo Pyro, whens da food gonna be ready?" Pyro responded with his usual "Mmmph" language and said "Soommph". Scout tried to make out what he said, but gave up after a few seconds. He sat down  with Chucklenuts and waited for breakfast. "Yo Doc, what's with da slime on Pyro's back?" Scout asked Medic. "Vell, you see-" Medic tried to explain, but was cut off by Scout. "Cut da crap, and get to da point moron. I'm not in da mood for your foreign shit." Medic gave a discussed and angry look to Scout, followed by his answer. "Vone of my Experimentz vent vrong and gave life to some vaste. And it zeemz to have a liking to Pyro... Azzhole!" Scout didn't flinch, but responded by sticking out his middle finger.
Medic mumbled something to himself in German, then left the room. Scout then turned to Soldier who was unusually quiet and asked him, "Well, what should we call dat thing?" Soldier kept to himself, only to respond with a shrug. "I know" Scout said enthusiastically, "We'll call 'im Elvis! After the great magician!" Scout looked at Chucklenuts, and Chucklenuts gave him a look of approval, hoping to get some of his food.