It was beautiful, Heavy’s minigun, Sasha, getting married to Medic’s Medigun.

The two weapons pressed together, just set there. The Medigun was decorated with a vowel, and Sasha having a tie on it.

Everyone was in suits and dresses, prepared for this sight beheld.

Two weapons.. getting married..? The team’s done worse and weirder.

As Engineer stood, reading out the vows;

“Now let us humbly invoke God's blessing upon this bride and groom, that in his kindness he may favor with his help those on whom he has bestowed the Sacrament of Matrimony.”

You sat beside Scout and Spy, sniffling as you wiped away your tears of joy.

“In the sight of God and these witnesses, I now pronounce you husband and wife! You may now kiss!”

Engineer announced, Medic slightly shifting the two abiotic weapons to make them ‘kiss’. Everyone clapped, wiping away the tears of joy.