//------------------------------// // Oh no. // Story: Permission to FREAK OUT!? (sequel to Lost, on the heat of battle. a TF2 and MLP crossover.) // by heavy weapons brony //------------------------------// 12:00pm Man.co facility 3245-6935. (A.K.A.)CTF_Doublecross. The nine mercinarys under employment for Mann.co hadent fought for days. Ever since Soldier's return from the mysterious world the Great Wizard Marasmus had sent him, he had been a mental wreck (even more so than before). A few days ago Soldier had stopped crying, The mercenaries had thought things would go back to they way they were before, But Instead, Soldier had declared vengeance on “Canada” and had hidden himself in the basement of the base for the past three days. On this particular day, a short man in overalls, a hardhat, and welding goggles Hailing from a small town in texas was standing at the top of the staircase leading from the main room to the basement listening to the banging of tools and the occasional flash of a spot welder. Then a lanky young man hailing from boston sporting a Bright red tee shirt, cleats, a baseball cap and headpiece walked lazily down the nearby staircase from the spawn room one floor above to the main room. He was bored from the lack of battle and was constantly looking for something to do, then he noticed his teammate. “Hey Engi! watcha lookin at?” The young man asked in a thick bostonian accent. Engineer broke his concentration and turned to scout. “Oh hi Scout, I'm trying ta figure out what in sam hill Soldier is Buildin, And i have the slightest suspicion that he's using mah tools.” Scout rubbed his baby smooth chin. “Ya think soly stole your Tools?” “Either that or we got a Three year old building bombs somewhere in the base, ya see i walked into mah room a couple a days ago and all mah tools were gone,” Engie paused to dig through his pockets” An all in there place was this note, Engie pulled out a wrinkled piece of paper with a poorly spelled short message written in blood and showed it to scout. “Seazed for the war on teror! Ps sorry about the blood I didn’t have a pen” “Ya, dats soly for ya,” Scout stated. Engie pocketed the note and turned his attention back to the room below. “Why don’t we go down de’re and find out what hes doing?” Scout asked. “Well, i thought of that, and you know how dangerous soldier can be, i figure when he’s done he'll want to show everyone what he’s made so all we got to go is wait.” The sounds of banging tools ceased, both mercs looked at each other, The the sound of footsteps echoed through the Staircase. A tall broad shouldered man in a red uniform and a steel helmet that covered his eyes emerged from the room below. “Men! I have finished what i have been building, and i want everyone to see it, everyone to the basement asap!” Engi raised his eyebrows,”Hhmm, see, i told ya.” A half hour later all nine of the red mercenaries gathered in the basement, in front of them was a pile of discarded weapons, pieces of litter, pieces of Engie buildings, broken scrumpy bottles and Scout swore he could see the right foreleg of the BLU spy sticking out from one end of it. All Merchants stood in a straight line,they scratched their heads and stared at the contraption. Soldier marched in front of the line. “Men! for the past few days i have secured the necessary resources to construct a device that will aid us in seeking revenge on the Pony Hippie nation of Canada!” “Um,...what hippies of who now?” Scout asked. “CANADA!” Soldier shouted. Both where interrupted by a roar of laughter coming from a sherly one-eyed drunk from the end of the line. “Yer even more drunk than i am!” Demoman shouted. Then the rest of the team broke into snickers. “You're more bonkers than a booby mate and believe me, I’ve hunted them before” a lanky man from australia in slouch hat and trap vest by the name of sniper snickered. “Have you gotten in my supply of “Not Medicine?” A german in a lab coat and small pair of spectacles by the name of Medic asked through a grin. “I think ze need to have him committed!” a French Man named Spy in a mask and a expensive pinstriped suit shouted between fits of snorty laughter. “Boy,..just,....nope” Engie chuckled. “Ho Ho Ho, I think Demos on to something” Scout chimed. “Did tiny baby man say PPPHONIES!” I gigantic russian called Heavy roared through his fits of laughter. “HHMMM-hmm-hmm-hmm-hmmm” A man completely clad in an asbestos suit and gasmask named Pyro lay on the concrete floor holding his sides in fear of them splitting. Soldiers face scrunched up in anger, he turned red as a beet, he marched over to his machine and grabbed the part of the machine that was made from the leg of the BLU spy, he pulled it down revealing that it served as a lever, and his machine began humming. All the mercs stopped laughing out of amazement. “Now as I was saying, I have constructed a machine that will transport us to Canada, there we will put the Canadian war machine to a screeching halt!” Medic raised his hand. “Vait, Soldier, are you telling me that you have created a machine capable of trans dimensional travel!?” “Precisely, and with it,.....” Soldier started. “HOW!?” Medic shouted. “By studying the science of qotum mechanics” Soldier explained, then produced a book from his uniform jacket. Scout pointed to the book, “Aaaa Soly? is pronounced quantum mechanics and thats Saxton Hale’s “Spelling Lessons that will put hair on your chest,” its for kids” “Its in the fine print maggot! that's why no ones ever found out how to make one of these!” Soldier yelled as he pointed angrily at the machine. Then sparks started to erupt from Soldiers machine and the whole room started to shake. The mercenary’s started to panic as a small portal made from bright colors appeared on the wall behind the machine. Demoman screamed and pulled out his grenade launcher. Soldier yelled and dived for Demoman “NO! its the only thing keeping the portal stable! the book said so!” But it was too late, Demo’s grenade launcher fired with a “BLOONK” the live grenade flew through the air and collided with the machine, causing it to explode in a hail of bits of scrap and Blu spy entrails. Everything went wild as the portal grew consuming the whole room, all nine of the mercenaries fell into the portal, the matter that the mercs were made of stabilized the portal and caused it to close, leaving nothing behind but a empty base. Scout was the first to wake up, he felt like a bad saturday morning after a fantastic friday night. His muscles ached like he had a bad fall and his head pounded. Scout observed his surroundings, he was in a dark forest, it was the middle of the day but the tree cover still made it had to see, Scout turned his head and spied Soldier's crumpled form. Scout Got to his feet and walked over to Soldier body, He saw that Soldier was still breathing, Scout shook his body. “Soly get up, come’on! you're the only one who can tell me where we are” Soldier stirred, then the sound of a shotgun cocking rang out as Soldier turned his head and looked at scout. Soldier gave Scout a wild and creepy smile showing all of his teeth, then he pointed to himself. “I Am painis cupcake!” Then he licked his lips and pointed at Scout. “I will eat you!”