You watched Scout slowly go more and more insane as dinner crept upon the fortress. He kept using the same strategy to defeat the boss on the game and every time he inevitably failed he became more angry. This time however, unlike the usual grumblings that slowly got louder, he burst out in frustration.

"What the fuck! This shit's stupid!" He shouted, standing up and slamming the controller on the floor. Fortunately for him it didn't break, or you'd suspect a certain Texan wouldn't be too happy. You rolled your eyes as he continued on his rant. Heavy looked uncomfortable hearing him shout.

"Scout," you called. No answer. "Scout!" He kept shouting to himself. "Oh my God, Scout!" He looked at you.

"What?" He shouted. You kept your emotion in check and kept a calm, almost bored-looking face.

"You're not fighting it right."

"No shit Sherlock! What do ya th-"

"Because you kept using the same moves, hoping that it'd work even after knowing it wouldn't, you allowed yourself to get angry. That in turn makes you worse at playing the game! Just take a break to calm down and try again later with a different strategy." Scout took this in for a moment before scoffing and plopping down on the other couch with his arms folded.

"Fine," he grumbled. You got up and turned the game off for him. Before you could sit back down, Medic rushed into the room agitated and his hair in a disarray.

"Vhat is all zhe shouting for!" He threw his hands up in the air. "I vas trying to vork!"

"Wouldn't you like ta know ya gremlin," Scout muttered, barely loud enough for him to hear.

"Vhat did jou say?" Medic threatened while he looked down at him, eyes narrowing.

"Yeah you heard what I said, gremlin," Scout, said louder this time. Medic stormed up to him making an angry sound and grabbed him by the throat. While Scout gagged and coughed, Engie walked into the living room to see Heavy trying to pry the doctor off of the flailing Scout.

"What in the Sam hill- Doc!" Engie rushed to help, but could do nothing. Scout was turning blue.

You charged in and used your smaller size to get under one of the doctor's arms. Medic didn't even noticed. You gave his lower stomach a good kick and the doc let go, doubling over in pain. Scout collapsed to the floor and Pyro clapped like a school girl from the fire place. Engie and Heavy helped Scout up and patted his head as he regained consciousness. Scout recovered quickly.

"You lunatic, you nearly killed me!" He shouted at Medic, still taking in large gulps of air.

"And I vould have if a certain Strategist hadn't come in zhe vay," Medic grunted, still holding his stomach and glaring at you. You started to fidget with your hands and gave a nervous laugh.

"S-sorry, Medic...," you apologized. Medic's gaze didn't waver.

"I'm glad she did what she did Doc, even Heavy couldn't pull you off of Scout," Engie stated, helping Scout back onto the couch.

"Vhatever," Medic stood up straight. You started to calm down. This guy really is a lunatic. Heavy and Engie sat back down at their places, and Medic sat in your spot. You were disappointed. My butt groove though... how can you even fit between them? Thankfully your spot had a chance to be saved when Spy walked calmly out of the kitchen. He had to have heard everything, right? Why did he not bother to do anything?

"Dinner iz served you hooligans," he announced and walked back into the kitchen as if not feeling everyone's stares on the back of his head.

Everyone piled into the kitchen, grabbing food on their plate like an assembly line and sat in their respected places. The other mercs emerged from their rooms when they smelled Spy's cooking. After everyone was situated in their seats and comfortable, the conversation really kicked up. You, however, ate in silence like usual.

"So," Medic started, grabbing everyone's attention. "I propose that ve vatch a movie tonight." Everyone looked at each other uneasily. What's wrong with watching a movie?

"Sounds like a nice way to end the day," you blurted out loud. Everyone gave you a warning, frightened look.

"Alright zhen it's settled, and evervone must come or I'll track jou down," Medic stated, and calmly went back to eating. That was weird.... Scout flashed you an annoyed look and you returned it with a confused one. Sniper gave you a sympathetic look. After that event, everyone slowly went back to eating, but a gloomy fog had settled around everyone expect the Medic.

Once everyone was finished and the plates and glasses were put away, everyone shuffled out of the kitchen and slowly took their seats. You beelined towards your spot, as you called it. You quickly sat down, leaning back. My butt groove...yessssss. Heavy sat next to you again, his arm around you in a protective way. Scout sat on the other side of Heavy, giving you all more room. Spy sat in a recliner as did Sniper in the other one. Demo and Engie sat with beer bottles on the other couch. Soldier stood by the door frame to the hallway with a gritty look on his face as if he was going out for battle. Pyro sat on the floor as they seemed to be the most comfortable there. Medic was no where to be seen. You felt the unease heighten when Medic came trotting back, holding a movie high up in the air like a trophy. You were barely able to make out the title. It said "The Exorcist." Oh, it's a horror movie. Why is everyone scared of this again?

With a little sadistic hum, Medic put the disc into the Disc-player and sat down by Engie. The movie turned on and everyone was already on the edge of their seats. As the movie played out, you could see everyone slowly get more and more scared. Even the cool and calm Spy had a disturbed look on his face. To you, it was just too... unrealistic. Oh wow a little girl gets possessed woohoo. It's just clearly fake. Despite how you felt about the film, you could feel the suspense in the room and Heavy tightening his grip on you. It was bearable, but he didn't let up. You looked up and saw beads on sweat on his brow and an alert gaze on the screen. When the girl ended turning her head all the way around, you scoffed and Medic turned to you with an expression that you weren't too fond of. Everyone screamed or shouted and Heavy started to crush you. You tried to poke him and even tried to hit him, but it didn't work. You were running out of breath.

"H-Heavy, Heavy!" You shouted in that tight, airless voice you get when you can't breathe. You tried to push him away. When you saw dark spots, he finally looked down.

"Ah!" He let go and you bent to the ground. You took a large, grateful gulp of air and looked back up. Medic was still staring at you. This man didn't try to help! "I am sorry leetle girl. So sorry...." Heavy repeatedly apologized and you tried to tell him that you were fine, but he continued over it. You had to let him finish. "I am so sorry."

"Heavy, it's fine. It's fine. You are forgiven. Just go back to the movie, okay?" You put his arm around you in a reassuring way, smiling up at him, and turned back to the movie. You felt better with the warmth again, your shoulders having been cold before. Your breathing finally returning to a normal, steady pace. You squinted at the screen. Why does this movie need two priests to fix the kid? I am so confused it's funny by now.

The movie finished finally and you were left trying to hold in your laughter. This thing is so stupid... oh my God. Everybody got up to take their leave.

"Well, it seems the movie has finished s-s-," Spy cleared his throat, "so we may sleep now. Goodnight everyone." He was walking away quickly. Others mumbled their good-nights, sweat, fear, and regrets clear on their face. How is everyone so scared of this? I really cannot understand that.

"Heavy will not sleep good tonight," Heavy muttered before leaving you on the couch and heading towards his room. Only Medic and you remained.

"So," he started with a smirk on his stupid mouth, sitting down on the middle cushion while still keeping a far distance between you two. "How vas zhe movie?"

"Want my honest opinion?"

"Of course."

"It was so dumb it was funny," you said, letting out a short laugh remembering the plot. He didn't look very pleased.

"And vhy vas zhat?"

"It was just so easily faked. I mean the director and actors did a really good job of course, but I guess I'm just unaffected by these movies."

"Hmmm. Care to stay up for vone more zhen?" Don't do it, you're too tired. It's like, well, it isn't actually that late.

"That's okay I guess," you shrugged and Medic clapped his hands.

"Perfect, I'll be right back," Medic announced, taking the movie back to what you believed was the Medbay.

You stared at the darkening wall as the light died into darkness. Medic is definitely taking his time with one movie. Come on! You checked the time. Frickin' eight at night!

Finally, after waiting for the longest time one has ever had to wait for a person to pick out a movie, Medic came back triumphant. He does like to mess with the mercs and horror movies. Hopefully it's actually a good one this time. Well, not to say the last was good or anything! I mean like one that can actually scare me. He put the disc into the player.

"What's this one called, Medic? You took a fairly long time to pick it out," you asked. I hope that didn't sound too rude.

"Ah, sorry about zhat. I had to find zhe perfect vone! It iz called 'Martyrs.' Trust me jou'll like it," he answered, grabbing the remote and plopping down where he last sat next to you. He had his arm on top of the cushions, his hand uncomfortably close to your face. What the fuck dude.... You leaned as far away from it as you could without drawing attention. Medic didn't even notice, he was staring at the screen excitedly. I don't like this....

The movie was in French, so the English captions were shown. The story followed two sisters who were brutally mentally and physically abused. One of the sisters was convinced a ghoul was haunting her, causing the trauma, so she burst... into... random families homes... and murdered everyone inside.... She committed suicide after. Oh my God. How did Medic get this? It can't possibly get any worse can it? Next, the other sister was captured by a cult and started to get skinned alive. As she screamed you looked between the movie and Medic wide-eyed. It's so realistic Jesus Christ! He was smiling, enjoying it! Panic coursed through your veins. OH HELL NO! Get me out of here, no! No! Nope! So much Nope! The movie ended and Medic turned to you, his creepy smile unwavering.

"Vell, did jou like zhe movie?" He asked you, leaning in way too close. Your heart was rapidly pounding against your rib cage. Fuck, shit!

"It was alright," you responded, shakily. Medic frowned and leaned away.

"Jou are just no fun." You watched the credit rolled trying to calm down. I'm sitting on a couch next to a literal psychopath! What the fuck did I get myself into! At least if I die of a heart attack from fear I'll come back! Holy-!

"BAAAHHH!" Something shouted from the hallway.

"What the fuck!" You screamed, and jumped backwards, landing on Medic, who was glaring at the hallway. You looked up to see who it was and was met with a Scout laughing his ass off.

"That was perfect! Oh my God I wish you could've look at your face there Strats! You should've seen it while you jumped backwards!" He was wheezing, hunched over and hands on his knees.

"Fuck you."

"I-*wheeze*- deserve it."

"Ahem," Medic caught your attention and your eyes widened.

"Oh my God, sorry!" you apologized, and quickly got off of him. This night cannot get any more embarrassing! He rolled his eyes and you turned to Scout, who was recovering from his laughing fit. "What the fuck are you doing up? I thought you said you were going to bed." You stood up and stretched.

"Relax! I was just grabbin' a nightly snack!" He put a hand on your shoulder and tried to hold a straight face while containing his laughter.

"Why did you scare the shit out of me?" He burst out laughing.

"I-hah-couldn't help it! It was just so perfect there!"

"I'm so done here," you stated and walked back into the hallway.

"Aw come on toots! Don't be like that I'm sorry! Wait, no I'm not!" He called after you.

"Yeah screw you too!" You called back, going into your room and going to sleep.