YOU WERE LIKE A SON TO ME - Tumblr Posts
It’s cold, chopping fire wood in the snow. His baby has left the nest. Oh what a monster it’s grown into. It liked him the most, that’s why it followed him. It could’ve chosen anyone else on the team, but it chose them. And they failed it. They’ll make it up to it. A feast of bodies before Pyro holds them for the last time.
The Pyro slapped the pig’s stomach a few times, listening to the noise before taking the pig carcass from the Chef. He cradled the body in his arms, standing still for a few moments before giving the Chef a thankful nod. The Pyro stood still for a while longer as he cradled the body, before they turned around and left.
They’d bring a gift to thank the Chef for his contribution later. They had never seen him like he actually looked before.
"Hey zhere, Pyro! Heard there was somezhing going on about your wee-one? I am not one for gallivanting in zhe snow, but if it's got a favorite meal: Maybe I can cook somzhing up as a lure?"
~ @chef-from-blu
“… Hm hmm haaa annahm hmm?”
Pyro continued to cry, their chest hurt. They were comforted, but it still hurt so much. They held Peppercorn close to their chest, cradling him like he once did to his baby. Their goggles were all foggy, but they kept their eyes on the cat.
*peppercorn wanders up to the pyro and headbutts their ankle.*
Meow!! Mewo mroow mew meow? Meow mrrp meow meow?
(Hello!! I’ve heard you’re not feeling too happy right now? Would you want to talk about it?)
- @peppercorn-the-therapy-cat
Pyro slowly picked Peppercorn up, holding them gently as they simply stared at the small cat. They did not say anything. After a few minutes, the muffled noise of sobbing could be heard from underneath his mask.
“Pyro?… I heard about vhat happened… my condolences…”
Blu medic looks at the ground then back at Pyro his face with a sadden expression
“I… I understand vhat it feels like… the anger… anguish… all of the pain and sadness… Vhat im trying to say is, I may not always understand you, but I know vhat is like to lose a son… Ich mache mir Sorgen um dich, Pyro”
— @the-blu-medic
The Pyro stared at the BLU Medic for a long time, staying completely silent before suddenly yanking him into a tight hug. There were the muffled sounds crying coming from underneath Pyro’s mask. They felt like they have been crying a lot recently. The Pyro missed their baby, even if it had melted his hands. It felt nice to have someone who knew how he felt.