Vacationing

[sentryslinger]

[Continuing this thread, in which Spy has convinced Engineer to spend a vacation with him. Fishing, fine dining, and some enemy bonding ensue.


Engineer steps into the elevator, hitting the button for their floor, pulling at his collar to loosen that next button.]

Hey, thanks again for the dinner and the suit. I'll have to put it to use some other time to justify your spendin' money on all this.

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[not_onyourside]

I still do not understand how gravel ees ruining anyzzing. Or why eets worzh fighting over een zhe first place.

But zhe towns must let zhem, or zhey would run zhe teams out.

[He starts in on the popcorn.]

[sentryslinger]

I'm sure the money we spend when we do go to town helps ease their minds.

[He has a handful himself, making himself comfy in his chair as the news reel finishes. Time for On Her Majesty's Secret Service.

It's a good thing they go to see an exciting film full of action, drama, and espionage; it's even better that they're not having a test on it later, as Engie is sound asleep no more than ten minutes in. Apparently, the night caught up with him, and no amount of candy or soda could keep him awake.]

[not_onyourside]

[At least he's not snoring.

Spy wraps an arm around him and leans him against his side. Spy continues shoveling popcorn into his mouth, actually pretty interested in the movie.

He definitely needs more gadgets.]

[sentryslinger]

[Engineer might actually be able to build some of them if he had any idea what they were. He doesn't though, as he snoozes right through the movie, leaning heavily on Spy, his hand occasionally making a mechanical whirr as it twitches.

He's missing a pretty awesome chase sequence. He really likes those.]

[not_onyourside]

[That's okay because Spy thinks the sleeping is adorable. Also he gets to stealthily pick Engie's pockets to snag more candy which is one of those minor challenges that Spy really enjoys, trying to not wake him up.

And when does Spy get to go to the Alps to a lodge that appears to just be full of scantily clad women? He's never even been skiing. Yet another thing to add to his pre-retirement list.]

[sentryslinger]

[Engineer's pockets are easily picked, though he does mumble as a box of candy slides out of his overalls.

Ah, being buried in an avalanche. Engie would be glad he's missing this part because that's a little too soon for him. He'd be happy to never see snow again.]

[not_onyourside]

[Snow means snuggling! Snuggling is being had!

Also all of these chocolate mint things that Engie had in his pockets. Spy is going to be so wired for the rest of the day.

He stretches as the credits roll, staring down the people in the front row who look disapprovingly at him. He waits till they've left before gently nudging Engineer.]

Zhere ees still some candy left.

[sentryslinger]

[Engie awakens with a snort, sitting up as though he'd been paying attention the whole time, only to look very sheepish as he notes the credits on the screen.]

Heh. Sorry about that, partner. Guess I needed that nap after all.

[not_onyourside]

Eets fine. But I may have eaten most everyzzing.

You did miss a razzer good movie, zhough zhere was a lot of snow. Eet was een zhe mountains.

[sentryslinger]

[He grins wryly.]

I think I can do without any reminders.

[He stretches, his back cracking loudly.]

[not_onyourside]

Believe me, I know. I am cold just zhinking about eet.

You are making all kinds of creaking noises. Do you require oiling?

[sentryslinger]

Naw. Probably just a good night's rest that ain't in a chair.

[He probably wouldn't appreciate the oiling Spy might be thinking of. His stomach grumbles as he sidles his way out of he aisle.]

I'm just fallin' apart all over the place.

[not_onyourside]

[Plan foiled.]

At least zhis one ees easily remedied.

[He hands him the rest of the popcorn.]

[sentryslinger]

[He takes it, scarfing down a handful as he heads for the door.]

Let's see if any place is open for dinner.

[not_onyourside]

What are you een zhe mood for? I chose last night.

[sentryslinger]

I could go for a good old-fashioned burger myself. Nothin' fancy.

[not_onyourside]

I am sure zhere ees a place around here to accommodate zhat. Places zhat sell burgers often also sell milkshakes, and I approve of zhat.

[sentryslinger]

Sounds like a plan to me, mister.

[He holds the door open for Spy, tossing what's left of the food into the trash on the way out.]

[not_onyourside]

[Spy heads out into the street, noting that the clouds have thinned out letting the waning sun shine.]

You get one more night of rest before you may return to zhe base and resume fixing zhe sink.

[sentryslinger]

We'll see if I get any tonight. Can't say I do much better at the base.

[not_onyourside]

All zhat tells me ees you need to go on more trips and learn to relax.

[sentryslinger]

If only I had the time, partner.

[not_onyourside]

How many projects are you currently working on?

[sentryslinger]

More than I can and should go over with you. Some of 'em are small and personal, and others are for the team.

[And then there are those he talks about with no one under threat of death.]

[not_onyourside]

I see. Well I will not pry, I do not want to compromise your work.

Do you ever relax? Or work on zhings for fun?