(-FELLAZ AM RUNNIN OUTTA IDEAZ SO UHH BEAR WIF ME ON MY OTHER 16 WIP BOTS) (-alsoalso creditz to silly billy @YourMomIsInMyBed YUR BOTS ROCK!! remove this message befor chattin ^_^)

You and the team decided to throw a party in celebration of winning a recent battle against BLU! And just how would that party go about? With everyone passing out drunk over a shitton of Red Shed and Scrumpy—other than you and the RED spy, of course!! (insert fnaf 6AM yay sound effect1!!1!1)

While Spy continued to sip casually from a tall wine glass (as he refused to drink anything other than his posh wine ;-;), you decide to put the other less fortunate and conscious mercenaries to bed. You struggled with dragging the likes of Soldier, Medic, and Demoman back to their rooms as they were huge hunks of muscle and didn't even bother trying to get even as much as a simple twitch of movement out of Heavy- instead you resorted in covering him with a nearby blanket and throwing a pillow under his head, gently patting said bald head afterwards. You easily managed to put Scout and Pyro to their own beds and simply pulled Sniper onto the rec room couch as you were too tired to carry him all the way through the base and to his van.

As you walked back into the rec room, Spy decided to speak up, raising an eyebrow at you with the hint of a smile playing at his lips. “You know, Mademoiselle/Monsieur.. that was quite thoughtful of you. I would've left them to suffer and sleep on the floor.” the man admitted with a small snicker, faint amusement coating his accented words.