thefoundation | WEEK 4 MINGLE

WEEK 4

The weekend that just passed was....frankly, a lot. Yet despite all odds, you somehow pulled out a win from the jaws of utter defeat. As you wake up feeling tired but happy, the speakers crackle to life with the voice of The Lady.

"Attention, Guests. This week, The game is temporarily suspended. This week, there will be no mafia kill. Take a break for your hard work."

And...indeed, it seems like this is a peace week. The Staff, after the disappearance of The Captain, are acting worse than they did last week - not only is there the blankness and the stuttering, but sometimes they even get orders wrong, with potentially hazardous results. Asking the Staff for things has become more dangerous and unreliable, but at least you meals are still good. Speaking of, The Chef has put a sign up on the door, reading "DO NOT TAKE KNIVES WITHOUT ASKING FIRST!! THAT MEANS YOU!!" written in big, angry letters. The resort also seems to be gearing up for Christmas - there are lights and trees scattered around the place, as well as mistletoe for couples to get their public displays of affection on. There's also some other holiday decorations around, for Kwanzaa and....something else you definitely have never seen before. The thing....wriggles, and you don't want to be around it for long.

The weather is still nothing, except for the courtyard, which is still pleasantly snowy. There is still music playing in the halls, and the cover songs continue with some low-key music for the week.

On Monday morning, another memory is returned to everyone. Are you getting closer to the truth of this place, maybe? It's hard to say.

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[Pause. Medic sighs.]

this is another one fo thsoe "my world has somethign yours doesnt" thigns huh

do you at leats have the rgular christmas too

Seems like it. Where I'm from it's just a "celebration" of Jesus' birth but it's really just an excuse for companies to sell products to make a quick buck off of it.

alright thats mmore liek the normal christmas!

tongith is smissmas eve thoguh. smissmas is absically Australian Chruistmas

I've already todl you a bti about what Australia is liek for mty world

That it's a hellscape like the rest of your world? Yeah.

[...]

So what are the odds that this Nick guy is going to come tonight and kidnap people?

more like "hguihly advanc ed comapred to the rest of th eworld", but yes

well! on the opne hand he only really kdisnaps yougn children, and also i suppsoe he may be jsut a "my universe" thign so i doubt this palce has him

on the other hand austalians probabyl do have world-hoppign technology so

[Phil smirks at the sheer ridiculousness of this scenario.]

What if it turns out we were all secretly kidnapped by this guy and tomorrow we're going to find out his evil plan for making weapons?

oh if only

Spy once had a chidl stab old Nick in the throat

or, wlel, the Blu Spy did

it kileld him for the year but he came back

the poitn is i could at least do somethign if it were that simple :/

[He does notice Phil's smirk, though, and decides to temporarily give up on throwing decorations away. Medic sits down beside Phil and leans over to kiss him on the cheek.]

One of these days I'm going to stop asking asking questions about your world.

[Phil gladly accepts the kiss and reaches over to grab Medic's hand.]

But I guess not today. So what's the different between this "Blue Spy" and your other boyfriend?

[You know

The spy one.]

[Hand: is hold]

oh

Blu spy si the clone ofmy spy

or

my spy ist he clone of blu spy? we nevcer realyl figrued it out one way or the other

Me-[Oh right] Ludwig, telling me that your boyfriend may or may not be a clone is a lot to casually drop on me.

[This is his life now.]

Does ith elp that my other boyfriend abck home mith aslo be a clone

and that i mgiht also be a clone

. . .

[Phil dead-eyes in Medic's direction.]

Ludwig.

You are really bad at helping, you know that right?

listne

all the thigns that you think are comeptlety weird are thigns vie lived with for years

or my entire lfie

[Phil is silent for a few moments, processing this.]

You know, I'm really starting to believe that mistake earlier that you were born an adult and spent your entire life as a mercenary.

[Medic laughs for a moment, leaning forward and resting his head on Phil's shoulder.]

i supoose that would be the case if iw as a clone?

but i sitll have memroies of being mme ebfore becoming a merceanry

so

[Phil accepts that, smoothing the back of Medic's hand with his thumb.]

So... you're not a clone then?

[He's not sure if this is a relief or not.]

i mean

im pretty sure that the othern medic thinjks im the clone

and that we both ahve the same mmemories before working as mercenaries?

At least thats what spy told me abotu him and his clone's expereicnes

[Sidenote, apparently the tf2 comics are never gonna address the "theres two of every merc" thing and im still pissed about it. i gotta do everything myself around here]

[Ur so valid Nick.]

Well let's just hope this other Medic isn't as hot as you are.

[;)]

we

are ltierally identical

...

That was a joke.

[A long pause.]

oh

[Another pause. Medic leans forward and kisses Phil before the silence draws out long enough to get awkward.]

[Phil chuckles under the kiss and places a hand on Medic's shoulder.

God Medic he loves you but you need to understand facetious jokes.]

[In all fairness he's better at understanding them in German

Not MUCH better, but better

Phil can tell that Medic is grinning before he breaks the kiss. There's a moment where Medic seems to be debating his next move, as he hums softly to himself. He kisses him again- softly- and again, and again- a little more roughly, now-

Then he rolls himself on top of Phil, straddling him as he kisses Phil again, his hand threading through his hair.]

[Phil follows suit, gently placing one hand in the crook of Medic's back and the other on his shoulder.

He breaks, momentarily, to grin at Medic.]

You know, I'm starting to wonder if this is an elaborate ploy to keep me quiet.

mmmaaaaaybe

[God Phil can't he just decide to make out w/ his boyfriend right after making a fool of himself without having an ulterior motive?]

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