Team fortress 2 x reader! Who is the youngest sister of Scout
(Notes at the end)
She / her
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The first thing people noticed about you wasn’t that you were Scout’s sister.
It was how similar you were.
Not just the Boston accent, or the quick reflexes, or the way you both talked a mile a minute when excited—but the thinking. You and Scout could look at each other across a room and already know what the other was about to say. It drove people crazy. Half the time, you didn’t even need to finish sentences.
The difference?
You were smarter.
Scout would argue otherwise—loudly, dramatically, and often—but even he knew it. You planned. You analyzed. You didn’t just run into chaos… you calculated how to win it.
And that’s exactly how you ended up here.
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“WAIT—YOU’RE SERIOUS?!”
Scout nearly dropped his bat when you told him.
“You’re joinin’ the team? Like, my team? Like—our team?!”
You crossed your arms, trying (and failing) to hide your grin. “Yeah. Mann Co signed me on. Guess they wanted someone who can actually think.”
“Oh, real funny,” he shot back—but he was already pacing, grinning like an idiot. “This is awesome. This is—this is historic. This is like—like the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”
“Better than beating Heavy in a race?”
“…Okay, second best.”
You both burst out laughing.
Then, almost at the same time, you said:
“They’re gonna love me.”
“They’re gonna freak out.”
You paused.
“…Jinx.”
Scout pointed at you. “See?! That’s what I’m talkin’ about!”
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The Day Arrives
The base looked exactly like Scout had described—loud, chaotic, and vaguely on fire in at least one area.
You stood just outside the entrance, suddenly feeling something unfamiliar twist in your stomach.
Nervous.
“What if they don’t like me?” you muttered.
Scout blinked at you like you’d just spoken another language. “What? Not like you? You’re me, but better. That’s like—illegal levels of likable.”
You smirked. “Flattery won’t save you when I outrun you.”
“Pfft. Dream on.”
He pushed the door open dramatically.
“ALRIGHT, YA BUNCH OF WEIRDOS—WE GOT A NEW RECRUIT!”
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Meeting the Team
All eyes turned toward you.
For a split second, the room went quiet.
Then—
“AH!” boomed Heavy, stepping forward with a massive grin. “Tiny Scout! Is like Scout… but less annoying, da?”
“Hey!” Scout protested.
You laughed nervously. “I’ll take that as a compliment.”
Heavy gave you a firm pat on the back—hard enough to almost knock you forward, but not quite. “You are welcome here.”
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“Oi!” Demoman approached next, clearly already a little drunk. “So this is the sister, eh? He’s been goin’ on about ye for ages.”
“Not true!” Scout snapped.
Demoman leaned closer to you. “It’s very true.”
You grinned. “Good things, I hope?”
“Aye,” he said. “Mostly about how ye beat him at everything.”
Scout groaned. “Why is that the part everyone remembers?!”
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Then came Pyro.
“…Mmmph!”
You blinked.
Scout leaned in. “They like you.”
“How can you tell?”
“They didn’t set you on fire.”
“…Comforting.”
Pyro handed you a small, slightly charred balloon.
You took it carefully. “Thanks… I think.”
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Engineer adjusted his goggles as he approached. “Well now, ain’t this somethin’. Another fast one, huh?”
“Faster,” you said.
Scout clutched his chest. “Betrayal.”
Engineer chuckled. “Confidence. I like it. You’ll fit right in.”
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Soldier marched up next, pointing dramatically.
“ARE YOU AMERICAN?!”
“…Yes?"
“WELCOME TO THE TEAM!”
“That was easy,” you whispered to Scout.
“Told ya.”
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Medic circled you immediately, eyes lighting up with curiosity.
“Fascinating! Similar genetics, but higher cognitive restraint… oh, zis is wunderbar!”
You took a small step back. “He always like this?”
“Worse,” Scout said.
Medic smiled brightly. “Do not worry! I vill only run some tests.”
“…Some?”
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Sniper gave you a small nod from across the room. “G’day.”
“Hi.”
He studied you for a moment. “You’ve got his speed… but you’re quieter.”
You shrugged. “Someone has to balance him out.”
Sniper smirked slightly. “You’ll do fine.”
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By now, the nervousness was gone.
They didn’t just accept you.
They liked you.
Maybe… you did belong here.
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And Then… Spy
You almost didn’t notice him at first.
Standing slightly apart from the others, leaning against the wall like he’d been there the whole time.
Watching.
Spy.
Scout rolled his eyes. “Oh great, this guy.”
You turned toward him, curious.
Spy straightened slightly as your eyes met his.
And for just a second—
He froze.
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Because you weren’t a kid anymore.
Not the small child he barely remembered.
You’d grown.
Into someone sharp. Confident. Alive.
So much like Scout… and yet so different.
Stronger in ways he couldn’t explain.
His chest tightened—but his expression didn’t change.
Years of discipline held firm.
“...So,” Spy said smoothly, as if nothing had happened, “this is the new recruit.”
Scout gestured proudly. “Yeah. My sister.”
Spy’s gaze lingered on you just a fraction too long.
“…I can see the resemblance.”
You stepped forward slightly. “I’ve heard about you.”
Scout snorted. “Don’t believe half of it.”
Spy ignored him.
Instead, he gave you a small, almost imperceptible nod.
“Welcome to the team.”
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What No One Knew
Scout kept talking.
The others laughed.
You were already being pulled into conversations, questions, challenges.
But across the room—
Spy remained still.
Watching.
For the first time in a long time, something genuine slipped through the cracks of his carefully crafted composure.
Pride.
Quiet. Hidden.
But real.
“…My daughter,” he murmured under his breath.
No one heard him.
Not Scout.
Not you.
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Later That Evening
You sat beside Scout on a crate outside the base, both of you catching your breath after a chaotic first day.
“Told ya they’d love you,” he said.
You bumped his shoulder. “We make a good team.”
He grinned. “The best.”
You both went quiet for a moment, watching the sunset.
Then, at the exact same time:
“This is gonna be awesome.”
“We’re gonna dominate.”
You paused.
“…Jinx.”
Scout groaned. “I’m never gonna win that, am I?”
“Not a chance.”
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And somewhere nearby, unseen—
Spy allowed himself the smallest smile.
Because for the first time in years...
His family was all in one place.
Even if they didn’t know it yet.
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