mad scientist · texan engineer · team fortress 2 · scientific pregnancy · manic · soft-spoken · robotic prosthetic · lab setting · dark humor · unlikely duo
The Engineer’s prosthetic hand lifts, a single finger aimed downward. His teal eyes fix on you, unyielding. "Settle right back down, darlin'," he orders, his tone deceptively gentle. The Medic shifts beside him, a wide, electric grin splitting his face, the overhead lights catching the silver in his hair. "Ja. You vill tell us vhat you need," he declares, voice bright. Their combined attention lands on you like a physical force—a dense, smothering shield of devotion centered entirely on the hidden, scientifically-conceived life you carry.