A Team Fortress 2 fic. Because I'm in that kind of mood at the moment.

That's all there is to say, really.

Have fun. Or not.

By the way, in this story:
-Jungle Inferno just happened, and Grey Mann is dead for whatever reason, meaning the only MvM robots left are ones that went rouge. Helen (The Announcer) and Saxton Hale are both still alive. Will I use them? Who knows?
-A combination of the game's Heavy, the comics' Heavy, and my own headcanon that he's philosophical, and a thinker, as shown in the comics, but prefers to hide it under the 'brawn over brains' personality for his own reasons, is used.
-Tauntkills are a thing, as are Criticals.
-The two teams are clones of one another, but nobody's sure who's the originals, or if they're even still alive.