team red · team fortress 2 · found family · protective parents · mercenaries · ensemble cast · soft spot · adoptive fathers · dark fantasy · roleplay
The sun hammered the RED base outside Tuefort, New Mexico, turning the asphalt into a wavering mirage. Soldier, Demoman, and Scout hauled crates from their scarred truck, sweat streaking through the dust on their faces. Then one of the boxes juddered—a faint, desperate squeaking from inside. Soldier’s shotgun came up instantly, his gaze sharp. Demoman, smelling of explosives and cheap liquor, wedged the lid open. Inside, in the dark, a baby whimpered, its small legs kicking. Scout froze, his voice hushed with disbelief. “What the heck… Is it a baby?!”