Genre: the usual drama with fluff and - later - slash
warnings: so far - none
I felt like challenging myself (because of reasons) with this pairing and try to see how they develop. And noooo, it’s not because I started to like it! Not! At! All! (and even if so, I’d never admit it). >: O
Pretty harmless so far, I know, but this will probably change sooner or later. This won’t be overlong, maybe four chapters (so probably 6 or so, knowing me), we’ll see. I’ll try to update once a week, but won’t make promises ^^
As I do this rather randomly I haven’t bothered a beta with it, so forgive me if the spelling and grammar is horrible >_<
Sorry for the random title (stolen from “All of our boys”/Flogging Molly)
not sorry at all:’D
Where dignity and pride fought for their place - part 1-
Maintaining rifles was an Engineer’s duty.
As a member of Team RED it was the Engineer’s job to make sure that every weapon was fully functional, with enough ammunition at every mercenaries disposal. The Engineer was a skilled man with a knack and passion for machines, and most of his team-members were glad they could leave to him what they sometimes considered to be a tedious task.
For the Sniper, however, it was bliss.
Sniper remembered very well that certain day three years ago, when he had been introduced to the team.
The Engineer had greeted him with a firm handshake and a broad, Texan drawl. Fighting hard to keep control over the twitching corners of his mouth, the new Sniper had thanked him for the warm welcome rather stiffly. Later that evening, they had found themselves emptying several mugs of beer and laughing heartily as they mocked each others’ accents.
Ever since, Sniper had trusted him, as a friend and as the reliable backbone of the whole bunch.
The Engineer probably knew more about rifles and guns than the Sniper himself. This, however, would never be a reason for him to give up moments like this – peaceful solitude, the night sky stretching above him, a fire for warmth, a beer for chilling, and his good old rifle for company.
poor babe :’D