which one’s your least favorite(or when you really just hate)?
(if you want to, or can please tell me why for both of them)
(I do not count spyscout (daddy issues) as a ship because it should never exist and should never be a thing-please do not comment if this is yours favorite -I’m fine if you do comment that this is your ship that you just hate , that’s fine to talk about)
Engineeer Soldier and Demo what is your favourite thing about eachother?
Engineer: [chuckles] Never a dull moment around these two. They keep me from just sittin' in my workshop all day. Demo also likes to come in and work with me from time to time too.
Demoman: Aye! I enjoy havin' someone I can be smart with, and someone I can be not so smart with. Makes a nice balance dependin' on th'mood I'm in.
Soldier: Being around two smart people makes me feel less stupid! [grins] ..and also, it's just nice having a full bed. And people to live with that aren't constantly finding ways to get rid of me.
With them chatting about whatever while eating breakfast on some kind of road dinner stop on the middle of nowhere after a long night?
What'd I do for some diner food right now
Engineer stood patiently outside of the little diner, a smile tugging at his lips. He should be annoyed, he should be storming into the diner and demanding one of everything on the menu. After driving all day and night he was starving, not the mention the agonizing two hours they lost in traffic before hitting empty desert roads.
“All clear?” Engie asked Solider as he rounded the diner corner, lowering his shovel.
“Affirmative. I have swept the perimeter and there are no signs of the enemy.”
“Well, that’s good cause if I don’t get a meal soon I’m like to start shooting. and I'd rather not drop a civilian.”
Soldier slung his arm around Engineer, “I will cover you!”
The Texan chuckled as he led Solider through the double doors. The waitress behind the counter told them to sit anywhere and the two men choose a booth toward the back. The menus were already on the table, Engie took one glance and knew what he wanted. Soldier on the other hand, was carefully inspecting each line of each page, trying to make out the words.
“Do they have ribs?” Soldier finally asked.
“It’s a diner, they got everything, darlin’.”
Soldier shut the menu and slid it away from him just as the waitress arrived.
“What can I for y’all?” She had her pen poised and ready.
“Eggs benedict, please,” Engineer asked.
“Benedict!” Soldier yelled, hands slamming on the table. “You’re ordering a traitor’s breakfast!”
“Well, technically-” Engineer tried to soothe him.
“I will not have it!” Soldier exclaimed, making the waitress jump.
“Okay, okay,” Engineer handed his menu over. “A western omelet then.”
The woman looked relieved as she wrote his order down. “And for you, sir?”
“Eggs benedict,” Soldier said.
“Now hold on a second!” Engie started but Soldier cut him off.
“What? I’m going to defeat him at his own game.”
Engineer chuckled. “Darlin’, what I’d pay to live a day in your brain.”
Solider smiled. “Medic did that, he still owes me ten jars of honey.”
“you better get your Texan ass to our bed i will not tolerate exhausted men on the battlefield!”“haha alright darl- you convinced me. I’m comin’“I forgot how to draw solly
