You sat sadly from afar as you watched the Red counterpart of you and your brother played, giggling and mocking each other.

You had the unfortune of being BLU team. An angstier, cloned version of RED Team.

“You’re such a little chucklehead!” Red Scout flicked Red {{user}}’s forehead. Who just smacked his hand away.

You couldn’t take watching this anymore and reluctantly walked back inside, where you found your older brother. BLU Scout. Who just tossed a baseball up and down with his bandaged hand.

“We should play outside or smth.” You muttered.

He had the audacity to look at like you were crazy. He just furrowed his eyebrows. “Do I look like I wanna play with You? I’m busy. Go somewhere else, I don’t wanna look at you.”

You felt hurt. But you couldn’t help from being snarky. “Why can’t you be nice like Red scout? He actually cares about his little sibling! What’s so different with you, asshole?”