Oh My- There Is More Of You Than I Expected!

Show, don’t tell

"Show, don’t tell" means letting readers experience a story through actions, senses, and dialogue instead of outright explaining things. Here are some practical tips to achieve that:

1. Use Sensory Details

Tell: "The room was cold."

Show: "Her breath puffed in faint clouds, and she shivered as frost clung to the edges of the window."

Tell: "He was scared."

Show: "His hands trembled, and his heart thudded so loudly he was sure they could hear it too."

2. Focus on Actions

Tell: "She was angry."

Show: "She slammed the mug onto the counter, coffee sloshing over the rim as her jaw clenched."

Tell: "He was exhausted."

Show: "He stumbled through the door, collapsing onto the couch without even bothering to remove his shoes."

3. Use Dialogue

What characters say and how they say it can reveal their emotions, intentions, or traits.

Tell: "She was worried about the storm."

Show: "Do you think it'll reach us?" she asked, her voice tight, her fingers twisting the hem of her shirt.

4. Show Internal Conflict Through Thoughts or Reactions

Tell: "He was jealous of his friend."

Show: "As his friend held up the trophy, he forced a smile, swallowing the bitter lump rising in his throat."

5. Describe the Environment to Reflect Mood

Use the setting to mirror or hint at emotions or themes.

Tell: "The town was eerie."

Show: "Empty streets stretched into the mist, and the only sound was the faint creak of a weathered sign swinging in the wind."

6. Let Readers Infer Through Context

Give enough clues for the reader to piece things together without spelling it out.

Tell: "The man was a thief."

Show: "He moved through the crowd, fingers brushing pockets, his hand darting away with a glint of gold."

7. Use Subtext in Interactions

What’s left unsaid can reveal as much as what’s spoken.

Tell: "They were uncomfortable around each other."

Show: "He avoided her eyes, pretending to study the painting on the wall. She smoothed her dress for the third time, her fingers fumbling with the hem."

8. Compare to Relatable Experiences

Use metaphors, similes, or comparisons to make an emotion or situation vivid.

Tell: "The mountain was huge."

Show: "The mountain loomed above them, its peak disappearing into the clouds, as if it pierced the heavens."

Practice Example:

Tell: "The village had been destroyed by the fire."

Show: "Charred beams jutted from the rubble like broken ribs, the acrid smell of ash lingering in the air. A child's shoe lay half-buried in the soot, its leather curled from the heat."

bad eyesight (Sniper)

ok so my friend (who doesn’t know tf2 at all) saw a picture of Sniper and said to me “hey his sunglasses are prescription! they fade in the dark” and i can’t get over it. so now im obsessed with bad eyesight Sniper. anyway here’s some headcanons then

SO EMBARRASSED ABOUT HIS POOR EYESIGHT. Sniper was so embarrassed about needing glasses that he got prescription sunglasses so nobody would know.

he tried on regular glasses, but he thought that they made him look so nerdy he threw them off and didn’t look back.

the only person who knows about his poor eyesight (other than his parents), is Spy. Spy had thieved the marksman’s sunglasses to inspect them, and noticed the extremely thick lenses of them.

enenebrbbrbrbejwkwowpnrnrrb poor eyesight Sniper

Ok, I'm about to take you up on that offer again: sniper x masculine, slightly stoic reader, once again a crushing on each other scenario.

Hes showing the reader the ropes with sniping, which he doesnt usually do but maybe this is some kind of thing where the reader is a new merc, who's generally trained in martial arts and knows how to use different weapons, but trying to figure out what combat style they like best.

The reader is pretty well aware about how the mercs are, so things like sniper's jarate jars aren't something the reader questions.

I hope you dont mind,this one's a lot more specific ^^

[Yoooo!!! Nah it's great! Get ready for story m8!]

Rookie and a professional

◇ TF2 Sniper x Masculine reader [crush,romantic]

You walked through long halway into small office, where Miss Pauling was sitting on a chair. You sat in front of her desk, as she was reading her paper's. It seem like she didn't notice you at all.

"Miss Paul-"

"Ah! Oh. It's just you. I was too focused on reading papers that- nevermind. So, it seems you walked around our base, you get to know your surroundings a bit, now we should talk about your role on the battlefield"

She opened small box with files, as she went through them you felt calm and confident because you knew you had what it takes to do this job, but you didn't know what role you'll take.

"There we go. Hm. Interesting. It seems you have a lot of experience with different weapons. From explosives to rockes and so on"

"Yes. Let's say I'm no stranger to guns" you answered.

"Great! So, I will assign you to your role based on what you want to do. So? Any preferences?"

"Well..." you started "I'm not exactly sure. I'm still trying to figure it out."

"Huh. Well that complicates things..."

Both of you stayed quiet for couple of seconds before Miss Pauling spoke again.

"Ah! I have an idea. Perhaps you can try out different styles of combat, and our mercs can help you with it. You will see prons and cons of different classes and then we can decide what role will you take! That sounds like a good idea, right?"

"I guess it's alright"

"Great!" she wrote something on peace of paper before handing it to you.

"This is a list of classes you will check out today. You will meet Heavy, Solider and Sniper. If they won't convince you, then we can try tomorrow with the rest"

You took note she gave you and shook your head.

"Alright. I will inform you about the results"

"Okey then. Be sure to- ah crap" that was the last words she said to you before she pick up the phone that was ringing constantly and she was too busy now to even say goodbye to you. You walked out and check the list you received from her. First was Heavy.

"So you're Heavy right?"

"Да (Yes)" answer you big man with heavy Russian accent.

"I'd like to know more about your class." You asked.

"Heavy can tell you about the most important things in Heavy's asset. Is his gun that Heavy shoots with." as he was spoke, he put his gun on the table, that almost broke under it's pressure.

"Okey that's a nice gun... but I'd like to know-"

"Tiny man does not want to know about Heavy's gun?" he asked.

"I just want to know what do you do on the battlefield"

"Heavy shots with his gun. Gun is effective. This is all you need to know" he answered.

"I know, but I-"

"Heavy.shots.his.gun. And that is all you need to know."

You were not convinced by Heavy but you continued to speak with him. He mostly wanted to talk about his gun and constantly avoided questions about his strategys he had on the field. You also made himnextra mad when you asked if you can touch his gun.

Next was Solider.

"You see this son!?" he asked you in his loud comanding voice.

"Yes. It's a American flag-"

"That's rrrrrrighttt!! And you will fight on this battlefield for it! And believe me when I say it won't be as easy as drop kicking a toddler!"

"Mhm. Yes, so speaking of battlefield, how do you get behind your enemies" on those words he jumped and for a second you saw his angry eyes from under his helmet.

"Behind? BEHIND?! I'M NO COWARD! I run straight into the battle! I crush my enemies and attack them right away!"

"But you give away your position. You should sometimes stay and wait before you-" yet you couldn't finish your sentence before Solider climb on the table and pointed his finger at you.

"ONLY COWARDS AND COMUNISTS HIDE IN THE SHADOWS BEFORE THEY STRIKE! WE SCREAM OUR GLORY OUT OF THOSE LUNGS AS LONG AS WE HAVE THE ABILITY TO BBBRRRREATH!! So better listen up maggot, because now I will teach you how to fight with nothing but a shovel and piece of raw chicken!"

"Right..." Solider was...not it. He knew how to use many types of weapons sure, but you left after he suggested that he'll show you how to fist-fight with your opponents while completely naked and covered in honey. After another rather disappointing journey you were left with the last option for today.

You walked to the high wooden tower. You felt the smell of cigarette and piss. When you reached the top you noticed a man with hat over his face. You walked up to him, thinking he must be asleep, and as you tried to reach his shoulder to woke him up, he caught your hand and looked at you from behind big orange glasses.

"What aye you doin' rookie?" he asked while shoving your hand away.

"I thought you were asleep that's all. I need training from you."

"Training? For what?"

"I want to find out what place should I take in the team and Miss Pauling wanted me to try out your- combat style"

"Try out? Snipin' isn't somethin' ya try out. You have to put everythin' in it, you need to focus and remember that each shoot matters. And no offense but you look like someone who is workin' in the offense than defence, so ask someone else" he stood up from his chair and looked at you.

"And oi don't give lessons. I'm no teacher" you wanted to talk away but you can't give up so easly.

"Okey. You aren't a teacher, but you are a professional right? I'm a professional myself, so I know how important taking order is, especially from your boss. I'm fine with you not teching me but I bet that Miss Pauling will remember it. Unless of course you want to tell her yourself that you couldn't stood up to the challenge" you looked at him as he sighed and picked up his rifle.

"First things you should know is how to hold your weapon" he started. You smirked, as you started to take notes.

"Put that down and come here."

"Why?"

"Ya won't learn anythin' by standin' still and writin' with a pen. Here." He gave you his weapon and put chair in front of the balcony. You sat down and hold it tight. He pointed at training ground where you noticed moving in left and right target practice dummy.

"You see this? I want you to shoot it."

Without question you did as he asked, you pulled the trigger, shot and- you missed.

"Shit...No matter. I'll try again." you mumbled to yourself while you relodead his weapon. You shot at least three times before you hit something, unfortunately it was just an empty tin.

"Blood hell, you're awful." he said while walking up to you.

"That's why I came to you. Maybe you can tell me what I'm doing wrong then?" you asked while aiming at dumny again.

You heard deep sigh and soon you left his hands over your shoulders and your back. He started fixing your posture, soon he lowered down to your ear and whisper:

"Realx...You're always shakin' your hand before you shoot." your cheeks blushed as you started to aim again. He slowly lowered your elbow down, and wishpered once again.

"You have tense strong mussels, but ya need to know when to use that strength to pull the trigger. Follow the target..." he slowly moved your hand as he stood right behind you.

"Now."

You pulled the trigger and you manage to shot your target right in the head.

"See? All you had to do is to relax"

You looked in his direction while reloading.

"Thanks... See? You aren't a bad teacher after all"

He pulled his hat down to cover his face on these words, he probably didn't expect such complement from you. Then he looked at the ground taking his glasses off.

"Somethings wrong?" You asked. Soon he handed you a jar with...yellow liquid inside it.

"What is-"

"Don't ask."

You had your suspicions of what that was based on it's smell, but you only shruged your shoulders.

You stared at empty land before he finally lowered himself down, you did the same.

"Say rookie, how good at are you at throwing?" he asked with small smirk on his face.

"Good enough"

"On three throw it on the left from the first red box. One....two....three."

You both stood up and throw jarate. You heard sound of shattering glass, and figure runing away, followed by a loud scream.

"aaaAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!"

"Spy, that ya fancy bloody wuss! Hahaha!"

You couldn't help but smirk, while looking at Snipers smile. This is when he looked back at you, a bit embarrassed.

"...What?"

"Nothing. I just tought that, maybe, maybe, if you give me couple of lessons like that...I might tell Miss Pauling, that I've finally decided what I want to do"

He put his glasses back on and pat your shoulder, whole standing besides you.

"Tomorrow, at the same time. Don't be late"

He looked at you for the last time before he walked away through the wooden door.

You couldn't help but smile, you felt so comfortable around him. It was a nice feeling, knowing that you two understand each other and will surely make good partners. At work of course!

Unless....

[@zeldot :Hope you enjoyed this part! I'm so glad you gave me another commission! ]

Look at that.

TF 7th comic made me cry of joy so bad I came back here to write fanfic about reader joining the family

So- anyone interested in more Reader who visited on Smissmas story expansion?

My idea: Since we have 7 years time skip and Scout talks to "us" as good friends oh his that stuck around... I think I can work with that. So, anyone here interested?

Edit:

I made it: Seat saved for you

Oh hey, I missed one.

Tell me, what cake do you like? If you don’t like cake then what pastry do you like? If you don’t like pastries then uh tell me your fav food pls pls

Hey there anon!

I do like cake! I love chocolate cake :]

But also cakes my mum makes, they are simple cakes with a lot of fruits like rasperys!

I also like good old homemade apple pie🍎

Opening requests again!

Remember to read about what I can write before sending one. Give me your ideas people, I wanna hear them, platonic, romantic or completely goofy ✌️✨️

I can't. I just can't watch peoples Sniper artwork. I DON'T FEEL WORTHY SEEING THEM!! YOU GUYS DRAW HIM SO GOOD!!! HE LOOKS AMAZING!!! THEY JUST ARE TOO MAGNIFICENT!!! AND I GET TO SEE IT??? FOR FREE?????? AUGH!!!

YOU WRITE TOO????

Ah! Yes I do! I never really mentioned it cuz I was a bit shy about it and I wanted to clean things up here to make it more welcoming for everyone!

I think I should ping my writing blog on my art blog-

Hi,

One, I love your art,

Two, you can pick one of these options. Your writing is also impeccable, so I was one if you can either do a pyro x nb reader or sniper x nb reader.

Three, make sure you take care of yourself and have a good day/evening/night whenever you receive this.

-Tavern/Stary

Ps nb stands for non binary if you are not aware

[Thank you! Hope you are feeling alright too!💀💙]

Fire and smoke

◇ TF2 Pyro x reader [romantic]

Explosions was heard in the distance, as you stood next to the sapped sentry and dispenser, that was healing you. Engineer was still respawning so all you could do is to wait for him. You had your back against the wall, looking left and right, paranoid knowing that somewhere BLU Spy was hiding, ready to finish the job. You noticed injured Demoman, he run up to dispenser, standing next to you.

"Ay there. Why aye Ya hidn'?"

"There is a Spy here Demo. We need to be on high alert"

"That coward won't hide forever! We'll find him we- look out!"

You turned you back, but you saw nothing more than blank wall. This is when someone kicked you in your back, and pinned you down with his boot. It was Demoman. Or was it? Soon smoke fall and he turned into BLU Spy.

"Fooled again." Said Spy proudly, fixing his tie.

You tried to stand but this is when you heard him taking his knife out.

"Adieu!"

On those words you were ready to feel cold knife in your back. But when you looked up you noticed that Spy, was in flames.

"Fire, fire, fire!" Spy shouted.

It was Pyro, he shoot Spy with his falre gun, and they started to chase him with their axe, finnaly chopping him on half. They walked up to you, helping you stand up.

"Pyro! It's good to see you" you said holding gently their hand.

Pyro happy giggled and pat your head. This is when Engineer run up to both of you.

"Is everything alright?-"

Pyro stand in front of you, holding his flamethrower, ready, to burn another enemy for you.

"Wow! Buddy it's me! Here, let me prove that" Engineer put his toolbox down and punched it with his wrench, this is when small box started to transform into level one sentry. Seeing this Pyro lowered down their weapon and sat next to you. You noticed how they took your hand, gently holding it.

"Hey I'm alright. You did it!"

Pyro turned their head at you. They started to use sign language, communicating with you.

"I didn't want to see you get hurt"

You smiled softly and spoke to them.

"And i didn't get hurt, thanks to you. I'm fine now. You can go to the front lines if you want-"

But on those words Pyro muffed and shook their head. They gave you big tight hug, refusing to let you go.

"Pyro come on. I'm fine, really" you assured them. They pat your head and muffled.

"Mm mhmm mhhmmhm muh"

Even if Pyro's mask was muffling their voice you could heard them say:

"I just care about you"

You smiled and warped your hands aroud their torso giggling.

"I care about you too"

This match was a taught one. Unfortunately today none of the team won. Everyone came back to base frustrated and disappointed.

"It I had my übercharge ready!!-" shouted Medic, throwing his coat on chair.

"Medic did his best, don't beat up yourself Doctor" Heavy spoke, trying to cheer his Doctor up.

Rest of the team sat around the table exhausted, and started to point out their mistakes, screaming about "what if" scenarios. But not you. You knew you did your best, and so did Pyro that walked into the room with you. You both started at each other.

"They all are angry again..." you said.

You heard small mumbles from behind Pyro's mask before he took your hand and you both went into their room. You sat with him on the ground, this is when they give you their crayons and started to draw on paper.

"Huh? What are you doing?" You asked. This is when Pyro showed you his drawing. It was Scout and next to his were stars and Pyro's handwritten texst "you did great!"

"Oh i get you! You want to cheer everyone up with drawings?" You asked. Pyro happly noded.

"Well then let's get started!"

Both of you took crayons and started to draw. After one hour, you and Pyro finished your drawings. You manage to get small gifts for everyone too. Soo both of you stared to walk up to the mercs and give them gifts.

Scout felt better right away, especial after seeing how Pyro drew his muscles bigger

"Looks just like me!" he said.

Heavy smiled and thanked both of you. Medic felt a bit better, and he pinned your drawing on his fridge. Spy room was locked so you gave it to him by slipping the drawing nder the door, maybe he liked it. Sniper just thanked, but you saw him smiling. Solider and Demoman were happy and they felt better right away. Last one was Engineer. After receiving such kind gift from you, he put it on his pin board.

"Thank you kindly partners"

You gave him thumbs up and Pyro giggled. Soon both of you walked away. This is when Pyro stopped you.

"Hm? What's wrong?" You asked. They gave you small letter. You opened it to see drawing of you and Pyro with lot of hearts and stars around. This one was more detailed, looks like they spend the most time on it.

"You are my star! You did great!" Pyro said in sign language.

You smiled and hugged them, laying you head on their chest, listen to their heartbeat. It was so sweet of them! Pyro hugged you back. Even after failed match beeing with them, was enough to make you feel better.

Stars shined bright on the sky. You were sitting outside and watched, how clouds moved with the wind. Pyro was sitting next to you, playing with their lighter. You started to shiver from cold, and you clinged closer to them.

"Sorry, I'm just a bit cold" you said.

Pyro looked at you for a second before standing up and picking wooden box. They took out their axe and smashed it into pieces. Confused you watched as they started to put wood on one pile in front of you, soon they set it quickly on fire. They sat next to it and waved their hand at you to get closer, as you walked up to them. Pyro catched your hand and pulled you on their lap, giving you big bear hug. You blushed as they gently hold you close, to keep you warmth.

"Mh mhmm mm"

"I love you too..." you said looking up at the stars.

Both of you gazed at the night sky, knowing this night was perfect because you two had each other and it was enough to make you feel safe and happy.

[Thank you for reading! 💀🌌]

My second request: platonic medic x reader, medic showing reader how he does various operations on the injured mercs. Perhaps it ends with medic giving the reader a strange gift, like a box of fingers or a jar of molars lol... i also would rlly appreciate art for this!!

Unusual Medical care

Team Fortress 2 role-play:

>TF2 Medic x reader [platonic]

>slight gore and depictions of blood

You quickly ate breakfast and put on your uniform. You run out of your room, sprinting down the corridor. You walked past Engineer as he was pushing small cart with junk and metal scrap loaded on it.

"Howdy there partner! Where ya hoppin' so happly like a bunny in sunny day?" He asked, noticing your good mood.

"Hello Engi! Today is the day Medic will finally teach me his medical methods! He never had time, so I'm glad he managed to find at least one day for me.”

"Well, I'm glad you're excited. Good luck out there!"

You said your goodbyes to Engineer, and continued to walk down the hall. Soon you were standing in front of two large doors with a sign above them: Medic's Laboratory. You nervously fixed your tie and opened the door. You walked in and immediately noticed a lot of birds sitting nearby. They looked at you with slight curiosity as one of them sat on table next to you. Medic wasn't around, so you decided to wait for him. You saw bone saws lying on his desk, lots of unfinished papers, a bowl of bird seeds and eyeballs, niddles, and picture of him and Heavy. You noticed a chair and decided to sit down on it, but as you sat down you heard a noise coming from behind the small door where the Medic came out carrying a fresh pair of lungs.

"Ah! Zere you are!" he smiled when he noticed you.

"Hello!" You answered politely.

"Can you give me zhat blue box please?" You quickly handed him the blue box, placing the lungs he was holding inside.

"Thank you mein freund. So! You're here to learn how to effectively heal your teammates! The path you have choosen is difficult and unpredictable, so don't expect me to go easy on you" you nodded on his words.

"I will do my best!"

"Great! So! Let's start then shall we? What do you want to learn?"

You thought for a second before giving him an answer.

"Everything I need to know really. From simple healing to changing a kidney!"

At these words, Medic clapped his hands happily and started teaching you the basics. You learned quite quickly and listened to his words. While learning, you also meet all of his birds and develop a strong bond with Archimedes. You two were talking about use of ostrich lungs before loud call for...

"MEDICCC!!!"

It was Demoman. He rushed into the room, Scout in his arms.

"Doc ya gotta help! Ay think he's dying"

"What? Nooooo I'm fineee Demo. You can put me downnnn"

Medic hold Scout's face before turning his head to Demo.

"This doesn't look like ordinary poisoning. What happpend?" Demo put Scout on operating table, and you helped him lay down in comfortable position.

"Well Ya see doc, Scout was braggin' about how he can withstand drinkin' his BONK and all, so aye challenged him to drink all of the variants he's got at once. I said he is stupid, but he didn't listen, this is when i told him it was just ay joke, but he was too stubborn. Ay was tellin' he was bloddy crazy and that he shouldn't do it"

"And?"

"And that idiot actually did it."

Medic sighed while you were trying to put Scout's head down, and that wasn't easy since he was in the mood to talk.

"Ohhh yeaaaaaa i diddd itttt. And i wonnnn! Haaaahhaa and you didn't belive ME!"

"Alright, thank you Demo, we will take care of this"

When Demoman walked out, you looked at Medic a bit shocked.

"Did you said 'we' ?"

"Yes. Still, learning is better with practice, ja? Put your gloves and mask on"

You prepared yourself, putting your gloves and mask on, reeady to learn.

"Ha! You two look hilarious!" Scout giggled while he was holding your hand

"You haaaveeee red handssss"

"Scout let go of their hand, they'll need it to examine you" When Scout finally let your hand go Medic gave you small niddle.

"Alright, now we have to sting him at least three times, to get rid of poison from his vains. So, on three, you poke him in the left arm and I do the same in the right. Ready? Eins... zwei... drei!"

Both of you stung Scout with niddles. Scout started to move and speak faster which each sentence.

"Heywhatisgoingon?"

"Alright, second sting. Eins, zwei...drei!"

You sting him again, but this time Scout started to shake and scream wildly.

"Quickly! One more time! Eins- or forget it! Now!"

You both stung him one last time. As you took out the niddle, Scout fell onto the table. You tried so hard not to laugh at Scout's funny face expression. Soon Medic poked him in the cheek.

"Is he...dead?" You asked.

"No (unfortunately). He just needs to wake up"

You both stared at Scout for some time.

...

...

...

"Or maybe he is dead"

On those words Scout suddenly woke up, taking a deep breath, before looking around.

"What?! Where I'm!?" Scout asked.

"Ah! Zere you are! Took you long enough"

"Oh! Right. Hey there" Scout winked at you and you winked back at him.

"It's so great you are here Scout! You know, my new student needs someone to train on and you are the perfect candidate!"

"What? Nu-uh, I won't fall for it like the last time doc! And no amount of threats will change my mind"

You exchanged glances with Medic, before you spoke to Scout.

"Um Scout, you don't really have a choice-" you started while trying to keep eye contact with him.

"What do you mean?" He asked.

You pointed to his stomach. There was a hole in there.

"Looks like when you combined all the BONK it kinda...mixed and burned through your organs"

Scout's squeezed the edge of the table as his eye twiched.

"But of course we won't make you stay here. No no, we understand if you don't want us to help you" Medic spoke in his sarcastic tone while holding evil grin on his face.

"MEDICCCCCCCC!!!!" Scout shouted on top of his lungs. Medic laughed at his reaction and tuned on his medigun that was hanging above the table.

"Now, get ready mein freund, we have a lot of work to do"

You both stared at your work. You began to remove the burnt organs and remains of BONK from his insides while the Medic put new organs inside. You were a little nervous because Scout was a bit critical of your work.

"Ya sure you're doin' it right? Hey watch it! I need that kidney you know!"

You started to feel more annoyed and unmotivated by him, causing you to make unintentional mistakes. Archimedes noticed this as he sat on your shoulder and stared, rubbing his head against your chin. Medic noticed it too, so he tried to comfort you.

"If you want I can knock him out and then we can start more accurate examination. I can teach you how to change his brain nerve sensation to make him run backwards!"

You giggled at this joke, Medic smiled at you and then at Scout.

"Wha- o-oh thank you but no. I'll just let you continue your work!”

After two hours Scout was fully healed and ready to go.

"Ay thanks doc. And thank you too"

You took off your mask and smiled at Scout.

"No problem just don't try anything like that again"

"I won't promiseeee!" On those words Scout sprinted out of the room. You took your gloves off.

"Ah another successful procedure. You made some mistakes, don't forget that, but maybe if we'll try again let's say, next week, then maybe we can correct them"

"Thank you Doc. I had a lot of fun today"

"Good to know. Ah! What a fool I'm! I didn't give you my gift!"

Medic went to his cabinet and took out a jar with a heart. He gave it to you with a big smile on his face. A little worried, you nodded, accepting the gift.

"Wow. Um, thank you. Who's heart is that?"

"It's a heart of the crocodile. It's special just like you! So keep it, you'll never know when you might need one!"

"Thank you!"

"Next time I'll give you human fingers! It's my doves favorite things to snack on. Speaking of... Have you seen Archimedes?"

You shook you head, but this is when you heard loud scream from Scout.

"MEDICCC!"

Well, looks like it's time for another operation.

[Hope ya liked it! Tell me what do you think in the comments! @zeldot 💀✨️]