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Say goodbye to ya kneecaps, chucklehead!	By : Imaginary Category: +S through Z > Team Fortress 2 Views: 1785 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Scout woke up with a jolt as he suddenly noticed that the Trailer was shaking violently by heavy foot steps. He opened his eyes and the first thing he noticed was that it was sunny outside, which led in to a question of how long had he been asleep for? The second thing he noticed was that Engineer came running by his side, and started to violently shake his shoulder.

"Scout, get up, I finally finished this project!" Engineer yelled, and Scot had to cover his ears and push Engineer off his face. As nice as it was to see the man's face the first thing in the morning, he still appreciated the ability to breath air that had not just been exhaled by someone else.

"I'm up, I'm up. How long was I asleep?" He asked, and pushed himself up. "When did you go to sleep?" Scout asked further, and Engineer shook his head. "I had no time to sleep. It's already noon." Scout rubbed his eyes and stared disbelievingly at Engineer. He had not slept so long in months, nearly ears. He was surprised how he had been able to do so now.

"Stop dawdling about, dress up, you have to see this!" Engineer repeated, and threw Scout with his clothes.

"Okay, okay, I'm coming!"

Scout groggily started to pull on his clothes, as Engineer was impatiently waiting. He barely had time to pull on the last of his clothes when Engineer already picked him up, and Scout felt himself like a small kid who was being rushed to daycare by his dad who was already late for work.

Engineer took him outside, and laid him on his wheelchair. Scout was already reaching for the wheels to start pushing, but Engineer insisted that he would push Scout for this time. Scout shrugged, he didn't really know where Engineer was taking him, and Engineer seemed to be in a hurry. Besides, he was still in his post sleep mode, he kept yawning all the time.

Scout sat still as Engineer took him to the shed, parking Scout right outside, while he went to get something from the inside. Scout didn't have the time to guess about what was going on when Engineer already showed up, holding something in his hands. They looked like something taken straight out from some kind of steam punk movie, and Scout had no idea what they were.

Engineer brought them over, and laid them in Scout's lap. "What do you think?" Engineer asked, and Scout raised a brow. He picked up one of the two things, and paid close attention to them.

There was a rather big metallic, round, object at the end. It was hollow from the inside. Scout looked inside the round part, out of plain curiosity, and he saw an electrical circuit inside, with a lot of sharp sticks jutting up from it. Scout had no idea what it was supposed to do. The metallic object it had been installed in to looked rather bleak to the outside. It was just a round, metallic object, but there were holsters on the side, about half a dozen of them. Scout had no idea where they would be fastened to, but they would probably make sure that the rest of the contraption was held on to whatever it was to be attached on.

On the other side of the round part there was a huge iron ball, probably meant to be used as a joint, because Scout could bend the part back and forth. In the ball there was also a big cock wheel. The ball was between two round objects, and there was a piston attached to the round part. At the end of the piston there was an metallic box, and in the metallic box there was another cock wheel. The cock wheels were attached to each other by a rubber band with tracks on it.

The metallic box had two other metallic boxes going onwards from it, and they all were attached to each other by small metallic poles, kind of like the wheels of the railway engine in trains. All in all the thing Scout held in his hands was more than weird. It was ugly, crude looking, and Scout had no idea how it was to be used. He tried to move the metallic boxes, and notice that they allowed little bit movement, and there was cloth attached between each of the metallic boxes to Scout couldn't see between them, but he felt like he had no need to.

"Yeah, looks great... Whatever it is. Must have taken quite a while to make, eh?" Scout mumbled, and he tried to grin. He tried to move the thing in his hands, and he realized that there was a joint that could bend 180 degrees, and in his mind that held no purpose what so ever. "No offense, but what is this?" Scout asked in confuse, and Engineer gave him a weird look that was supposed to say "You really don't know?" as he held the other identical peace in his hand.

"It's a leg, don't you see?" He asked, and when Engineer put in against the ground so that the metallic boxes formed the sole, the piston formed the shin, and the ball was the angle, and the weird round part with the circuit on it was still a little bit mystery to Scout, since it ended about the halfway to a man's tight, which really didn't make it in to a whole leg. "Yeah, I can now kind of see that." Scout said carefully, still not quite getting in to the great plan.

"Scout." Engineer said, and looked him in to his eyes, with a pleading look. Scout could barely see the other's eyes through the thick goggles he wore but when he did, he felt like he should be getting whatever the Engineer was desperately trying to show him. "I made them for you."

Scout blinked his eyes a couple of more times. "What?" He exclaimed, and looked at the legs another time, this time with feeling. The legs were still ugly, but he saw that they could actually work.

"Is this for real? Can it really work?" He asked, an held the legs in to his hands so tight that he was scared that he might break them, so he loosened his hold.

"Yeah. But it's a prototype. I wished you might want to try?" Engineer asked, and gently held the leg in his arms. He took the leg closer to Scout, so that he it was where it would be attached. Scout really could see the legs working one day. "Hell yes I want to try. Let's put them on." Scout insisted, and held the leg closer to him. "How to these things work?" Scout grunted as he held the leg by his stump, not understanding how they were supposed to be held in place.

Engineer laughed at him wholeheartedly. "Not like that, you dummy. They have to be attached first!" Scout lifted his head from the legs to look at the Engineer. "How?"

"It's not that easy. It will hurt." Engineer insisted, and showed the circuit at Scout again. "This has to installed to your leg." Engineer showed that the up most ring could be separated from the joint ball, and Scout nodded. "We could make you several legs to choose from, but this is only the prototype. It will hurt." Engineer showed the fastenings again that were hanging from the round part with the circuit. "These fastenings need to be inserted in to your leg, like needles." Engineer moved the sharp needle like fastenings with his fingers, and Scout swallowed. They looked so thick, and crude. They would seriously hurt.

"I don't care." Scout said, and looked at the leg. "I might be able to walk again. I will take the risks." He mumbled, and he could already vision himself walking, running, and playing baseball again. He could become himself again. He could walk through that damn trailer door by himself again. He was overwhelmed with emotions, and he felt like he could cry. Except men don't cry. He decided with grasping the prosthesis on his hands like a lifeline.

"This is amazing Engineer." Scout murmured, and hugged the leg against him. "This is the best news I have ever heard. Thanks." Scout hugged the Engineer. He was so eternally grateful, there was no words big enough to describe this.

"Thank, thank you so much." He mumbled, and engineer patted his back. "It's no big deal." Scout nodded his head and sniffed. He was going to be able to walk again. He would stop being a handicap.

Scout had calmed down considerably as he watched Engineer prepare for the procedure that was needed to attach the prosthesis. When engineer asked if he was ready to install them, he nodded, and told him to start immediately. And that was how Scout had found himself strapped in to one of Engineer's metallic tables by his arms, head, legs, and waist. He couldn't move at all. "This is just a precaution. This will hurt. I don't want you trashing all over the place." Engineer said, and Scout nodded. He preferred that Engineer didn't sugarcoat things, but told the situation straight as it was. "I'm ready." Scout nodded, and braced for the pain.

Pain that he had never been able to expect to hurt so much.

It hurt nearly worse than the amputation, or what little he remembered of that. Engineer had pushed the leg in place, and the spikes in the circuit sank in to his skin. Engineer had to install parts, burn his leg and poke it, tie things together and to all kinds of things that Scout didn't want to think about. It took hours, and then finally Engineer brought a big machine in to the table. The machine was fastened to his leg, and on the metallic prosthesis, and it pushed them more tightly together, and Scout yelled in pain. He tried to fight himself fee and escape, the tears were flowing hot against his cheeks, and he thought that his leg was going to fall off. He thought that the little restraint he had left of his ability to control his trashing and screaming had left him as his bone was going to shatter under the pressure. Or that was how it felt. And then the fasteners were put in place, and Scout thought that he couldn't handle more pain.

"Please, don't faint, you will have to be awake so the nerves can connect with the prosthesis." Engineer said, and held Scout's arm. Scout held Engineer so tight he thought he might break his hand, but Engineer didn't let go. The grasp was short lived as Scout felt his arm lacking it's normal strength, and he noted that he had to actually concentrate on holding the hand in order to not let go.

Scout cried loud and painful tear, and when the leg was finally installed, he couldn't anymore feel his leg at all. The pain radiated everywhere in his body, and he was sure that he had never felt so much pain.

"And for the other leg." The Engineer said, and Scout tried to fight himself free as hard as he could with a burst of sudden strenght. "Please no!" He cried, and he swung around so hard that he was sure that he would eventually faint for all his efforts. "Please Scout, we have to get this over with." Engineer said, and Scout cried. "It hurts!" He yelled, and Engineer looked at him apolitically. "We have to." He said, and started with the other leg, ignoring Scout's cries. Scout was forced to be awake during the whole operation, and he thought that the pain would never end.

"Scout, it's over." Engineer said, and Scout was too tired to answer. It seemed like hours had passed, and the pain was everywhere in his body, so hard that he thought that he had lost all feeling, but when Engineer touched him he whimpered as the pain returned. "Scout, I'll take you inside." Engineer said, and Scout was too tired to answer.

When Engineer lifted him up Scout groaned in pain. It felt like his legs weighed a ton and tried to tear him apart. It was no wonder, they were made of fucking steel now. He felt like he was constantly falling from Engineer's grasp as the man had to constantly shift Scout's position to make him stay put. Scout felt like the legs were there to take him down.

Engineer took him to his trailer, and laid Scout in his bed, and put a cover over him.

"Please, try to get some sleep. Everything will be better tomorrow, I promise." Engineer said, and Scout was too tired to nod his head or say a word. Engineer only sighed as he got in to bed too. He had not slept either.

But Scout couldn't sleep. Or at least, he couldn't fall asleep. The pain made him too uncomfortable, even if he was both physically and mentally drained. It took him hours to fall asleep and when he did he was eternally grateful for the white nothingness he dreamed of. No nightmares, no dreams, no pain, no cold or hot, no anything. Just white.

Scout woke up late the next day. He had not noticed that his body would need so long to rest, but he understood that. "Scout, are you okay?" Engineer asked, and Scout noticed that the man had been looking over at him for this whole time.

"I can't wheel my legs." Scout rasped. His throat was killing him, Engineer smiled. "Of course you can't, they are made of metal." Engineer commented, and Scout grinned too. He had no idea what was so fun, but he smiled. "My legs are seriously killing me." Scout commented, and Engineer nodded. "I understand. I expect them to hurt for a week at least. It will take a while to get used to them, and I really hope that your legs wont start to reject the prosthesis."

Scout nodded as he tried to wet his paper dry mouth. Engineer offered him a glass full of cold water. Scout drank eagerly, and thanked Engineer.

After that he tried to raise his leg, but the metal was too heavy. "Don't. You will only hurt yourself." Engineer said, and pressed Scout's leg so that it was back against the mattress. "I recommend that you use your wheelchair. I doubt that you can use those legs yet. You are not strong enough, and you will have to learn to use those legs. Not to mention that you have to reshape your leg muscles. Right now you couldn't even stand with them, not even if you were holding support from a wall. You need to give it some time and take it slow." Engineer explained, and Scout nodded. It made sense, even if he had been expecting to just miraculously regain his ability to walk over the night. Secretly he knew that it was just wishful thinking.

"I'm starving." Scout said, and Engineer nodded. "I'll make you some food, but please, stay this day in bed." Engineer said, and looked at Scout with a look that obviously added the "Or else." In to the statement, Scout nodded. "Promise?" Engineer asked, and pointed at Scout with his finger. "Yeah, I promise." Engineer nodded with satisfaction. "Good. I will get the food ready."

Scout watched the man go to the kitchen, and when he no longer could see the Engineer, he reached for the pen and paper in the night table, and started to scrabble on the paper. He was a poor drawer, but he didn't care. He drew. He took to using the paper as a mix of diary and a sketch book.

"Today I got my legs back" Scout wrote with his horrible chicken scratch, and he drew a picture of himself without his legs, and then with his legs. He started to draw tiny sketched of himself and Engineer.

"Here's your food." Engineer said as he took over the food, and Scout thanked him. The food was delicious, and he was grateful. The chicken soup was warm, and tender. It was just what he needed.

"Nice drawings." Engineer commented, and Scout nodded "Thanks." He said, and after he was done eating, he took the papers back, drawing a picture of himself and Engineer, both on a sofa. Engineer was sitting up, smiling at him while Scout slept on the sofa with his legs on Engineer.

"That's a cute picture. Hey, you want me to put on the movie I got? You never took to watching it." Engineer said, and he picked up the movie. "I kind of forgot about it. Scout said, just smiled at Scout. "I don't mind." Engineer said, and he got to the TV. The TV was very small, tiny old little thing, and it was fastened to the ceiling right over the end of Scout's bed. It was at the perfect location if one wanted to look at the TV while in bed. Engineer put the disc in, and did the settings before he put the remote on the night table as the start credits started to roll.

"Mind if I join you?" Engineer asked, and sat on the edge of Scout's bed, and Scout understood that the man was asking if he could join him in the bed. "Of course!" Scout said hurriedly as he blushed so hard that he was sure that his neck was red just as his cheeks. Scout tried to look away and scuttle away so that there was space for Engineer, but Engineer took a hold of him, and moved Scout so the man was between the wall and Engineer. Scout blushed as the Engineer was so close. Scout could feel the man breathing,and he could feel his warmth. Scout heard rustling of clothes, and looked at Engineer. "Do you mind?" Engineer asked, as he put his arm under Scout's head, holding Scout like they were cuddling on the bed.

"N-no, not at all." Scout stuttered, and Engineer pulled the cover over them both. Scout was silent during the entire movie, but he couldn't concentrate on the movie at all. He barely knew what the movie was about, because the only thing he could concentrate on was Engineer.

He was eternally grateful for Engineer, and he finally understood that he really did like him, a lot. He liked him more than he wanted to let on.

Scout let himself get lost in the other, and once the movie ended, he just fell asleep again, waiting to be released from bed rest.
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Say goodbye to ya kneecaps, chucklehead!