The Treaty Season (private)

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    Antionette hummed quietly, dusting off her labcoat as the Admin yelled that it was time for the teams to have a treaty for the holiday season. The medic sighed softly in relief, before smiling slightly and heading towards her lab. Might as well get changed into cleaner clothes, being a medic was a tough job, but not when you were accompanied.


    Engineer, or Chris as his team knew him, picked up his sentry, relaxing slightly. Finally, some good relaxing time and to enjoy the season. He missed these breaks back home, but this is what he got for having signed up for it. The Texan shrugged to himself, heading back towards base.

    Oz, the red team's only male medic, grumbled to himself as he wiped his bloodied hands off. He had started organizing his organ cabinet, when one of the baboon hearts exploded all over his vest, patching it crimson instead of the nice cream color it once was. "...that's going to be a pain in the @$$ to dry clean..." he spat bitterly, throwing the towel down on the sink.


    Clouse, the blue sniper, smirked as he aimed his bow at a target of a red heavy taped to a bale of hay. He pulled back the string and took a deep breath before letting it fly. "Headshot." he chuckled to himself before listening to the Admin's call. He sighed and went to retrieve his arrow.

    Antionette peaked into his lab, "Vhat happened zhis time Oz?" The German asked, her accent peaking out a bit. She tilted her head and yelped as she lost her balance, landing face first on the floor. The girl pushed herself up, grabbing her now broken glasses from the floor. She sighed, shaking her head.


    Engineer set down the Sentry box at his station, placing his loadoat in his cabinet place. He fixed his hat before heading to get something to drink, thinking a bit to himself.

    He sighed, turning to speak only to find the female had fallen. He looked down at her, surprise covering his face. "....you're going to need new glasses I presume?" He said in a slightly annoyed tone. "In sure if you send in a request, the admins will send a new shipment over." He said, leaning against one of the counters and crossing his arms. He seemed to be in a very grumpy mood, like every holiday treaty.


    Clouse moved over to Chris, smirking, "You goin' to tha banquet then, mate?" He asked, getting himself a beer as he placed his bow on the table, a toothy smile showing over his face.

    "I'll be fine until zhe battles start again.." She huffed, getting up and dusting herself off. She looked back at the male, her vision blurry but she could see for the most part. "Vhy are you alvays grumpy during zhis time?" She asked curiously, crossing her arms and raising an eyebrow.


    "Yup. Just ta make sure that little miss medic know what it means ta shoot me with a freaking needle." Chris laughed, shaking his head. He fixed his sunglasses, "Didn't she hit ya with one of those blasted things too? Or did she get ya with her bonesaw?" He asked, glancing at the sniper.

    Th medic rolled his eyes. "I don't see any point. We'll all act like we're friends for what, a week? Then we go right back to slicing each others limbs off and blowing each other up." He hissed. "I'm not keeping my guard down for one second." He muttered, shaking his head crossly.


    The sniper rolled up his sleeves, showing a deep scar running across his arm and over his shoulder. "I got five more where that came from. Good thing she can't take a bloody bone saw to a dinner party."

    Antionette sighed, "You never see the point, do you...?" She muttered mostly to herself before turning on her heels and walking away. Truthfully, she had started to like him, but never had any confidence in herself to tell him. Another sign came from the girl as she headed inside her own set of a lab area, it being a bit smaller.


    "True... Did ya hear the rumors from Scout? He says that little miss likes Oz, the red team's medic." The engineer snickered, crossing his arms. "How much ya wanna bet she hasn't told him?" He always loved tormenting the female medic, since she was such an @$$hole sometimes.

    The medic watched her go, sighing as he immediately felt horrible for not treating her with more respect. He turned and made his way out of the labs to go get some clean clothes on, deciding to try to make it up to her later. He froze as he walked outside, seeing a blue pyro across the bridge, staring at him. He tensed up, returning the glare. The pyro watched, standing still as if it was a statue.


    Sniper chuckled, "I'll bet ya 75....and a beer from the pub." He smirked, shaking hands with the engie to seal the deal. "Both of them seem to have a knack for giving out free flu shots..." He growled. He had a bad taste for both of the red medics.

    Antionette hung up her labcoat, sighing. Her somewhat of a crush was clouding her vision again, no one could ever like a dumkoph like her. Sadly, she never had any confidence in herself, since she had only joined before the Machines came rolling through. Almost getting herself killed in the process of joining as well.


    "Yep... Maybe we should set up some Mistletoe to make sure they both end up underneath it." Chris suggested evily, trying to think of ways to torture Antionette's self-esteem.

    Oz huffed and turned to walk to his quarters, only to be picked up by the red heavy who was wearing the ugliest Christmas sweater in the world. "Happy Holidays doktor! I have present for you!" Medic blushed a bit as a shy smile formed over his face, trying not to be embarrassed by his commerad. "Ah, yes, heavy, um...thank you." He said quickly before turning and rushing back to his room.


    "Totally. I'll bring my machete in case things go...unplanned." He laughed, smirking as he set his blade on the table, the metal stained red from all the stabbing.

    Antionette looked over at her dove, walking over to it and gently taking her out of the cage. "Its okay Athena... Heavy aint here..." She talked to the bird, Athena cooing in response before flying to the medic's shoulder. A small smile made its way onto her face before she went to get changed.


    "Come on.. Let's go see if we have any." He spoke, heading off to find the small plant. All he hoped was that there was some in the base, and they wouldn't have to ask Admin for some.

    The heavy soon ran into Antionette, "Hello, Doktor! Hello tiny white bird." he said to the dove. the heavy was clearly excited about the holiday. Whether it was the celebrations or the food, no one would ever really know for sure.


    The sniper smirked and got up, following the hard hatted man toward the supply shed, humming to himself softly.

    Athena cooed at the heavy angrily, narrowing her eyes. Antionette shut the bird up, smiling at the heavy. "Allo Heavy. Are you excited for zhe holidays?" She asked, chuckling.


    The engineer began searching through the holiday boxes, soon finding a couple things of leftover mistletoe from the past season. He snickered, holding up the little things in glee.

    The heavy nodded enthusiastically. "Da. I have been waiting for whole year!" he proclaimed happily, bouncing on his toes excitedly.


    Sniper nodded, "Where should the special...kiss, happen then?" he asked, tilting his head.

    Antionette chuckled, "Lemme go get changed and can go to zhe banquet, or at least, get ready for it." She smiled before heading towards her room, going towards her room.


    "Hm.. maybe over where Antionette usually sits?" Engineer suggested, shrugging his shoulder.

    "We're all gonna be drunk by the end of the night." Chris chuckled, shaking his head before heading back inside to hang the mistletoe. This was going to be an interesting night.


    It didn't take long for Antionette to get changed, wearing something she had gotten last year as a gift from red team's demoman. It was a dress, black and red with a medi symbol on the back in white. The female Medic grabbed her spare pair of glasses and put them on, heading out with Athena.

    The medic soon emerged from his room, wearing a formal yet comfortable cotton sweater, covered with maroon and black stripes.

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    Antionette slipped on her glasses, blinking a few times before looking around. She pulled her hair up into a ponytail, shaking her head afterwards. Athena flew out of the room as Antionette walked out, the dove flying over to Oz.


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