I'm a freaking blur here!

“It’s been some time since I’ve seen you out on the field.  What?  You’ve been hiding in your little hole?”

“Jesus fucking Christ there’s BLUs crawlin’ outta da cracks in the floor–where da fuck did youse come from??”

“My mother’s uterus.”  Amy replied bluntly.

“ Oh- piss off! “ Damian clutched to the arm  couch, like a cat with its’ claws stuck in the furniture.  “ I didn’t do anyzing to you, now leave me be!”  As extra retort he kicked back at her, aiming at her stomach with his thick spats.

“Ack!”  She yelped out, stumbling back to hold her stomach.  “Y-you…mother…fucker…”  She looked up at the Spy, murder an hatred flaring up in her eyes.

 He could only be annoyed with the scout, though soon relaxing after the mild inconvenience,  resting his chin atop the couch with a self satisfied huff. “ Shoo now.”

“  It’s ceasefire. Let a man look through what he wants. I’m not a threat.” The spy didn’t lift his head as he turned the page,  nonchalantly whistling.

“ Oh- piss off! “ Damian clutched to the arm  couch, like a cat with its’ claws stuck in the furniture.  “ I didn’t do anyzing to you, now leave me be!”  As extra retort he kicked back at her, aiming at her stomach with his thick spats.

“Ack!”  She yelped out, stumbling back to hold her stomach.  “Y-you…mother…fucker…”  She looked up at the Spy, murder an hatred flaring up in her eyes.

 He’s lounging in the BLU’s common area, stomach down as he looks over a magazine he’d picked up on his way in.

“The fuck is a RED doing here?”  Amy demanded as she pulled out her Boston Basher.

“  It’s ceasefire. Let a man look through what he wants. I’m not a threat.” The spy didn’t lift his head as he turned the page,  nonchalantly whistling.

 He’s lounging in the BLU’s common area, stomach down as he looks over a magazine he’d picked up on his way in.

“The fuck is a RED doing here?”  Amy demanded as she pulled out her Boston Basher.

Amy holds up a loaf of bread. Stares at Sammy right in the eyes. Then she violently bites into it.

“Hello bitches.  Thought you’d seen the last of me?”

“Was kinda hopin’, anyhow.”

Cue murderous grin.  “Ah it seems I have found my first kill of the day~”

Snorts. “Dat’s–dat’s funny. What, still sore ovah me stealin’ ya bubble gum?”

“Hello bitches.  Thought you’d seen the last of me?”

“Was kinda hopin’, anyhow.”

Cue murderous grin.  “Ah it seems I have found my first kill of the day~”

She just slaps him across the face.  No words, just those five digits across the face.

Better dead than RED.

NEENER NEENER NEENER NEENER!  >:D

I KNEW IT. I TOLD THEM BUT THEY DIDN'T LISTEN! WHO'S LAUGHING NOW?!

She just glares at him.  “…You’re a fucking idiot.”

“Cheer up, toots. At least I made too much and not enough.” He motioned to the pot. “Help yaself.”

Her eyebrow twitches in annoyance.  “The fuck you call me?”

“Toots. But you called me a fucking idiot so I’d say dat we’re 1 fa 1.”

She just glares at him.  “…You’re a fucking idiot.”

“Cheer up, toots. At least I made too much and not enough.” He motioned to the pot. “Help yaself.”

Her eyebrow twitches in annoyance.  “The fuck you call me?”