The rides played happy little tunes as they spun round and round, children squealed and ran around, kicking up a load of dust as they ran past a man, his hat over his eyes and his cloak lightly floating in the breeze, his hand was resting on the top of his pistol, as if he was ready to draw at any moment.

But he was waiting... for someone.

People passed him by paying little to no attention.

There was no sound as the young man landed behind him, but McCree sensed him. Whirling round he pointed his gun at the man, but no before the man had his dragon blade to his stomach.

"You're late." The first man said in a strong Texan accent.

"I am not late." The other replied with a Japanese lilt, "You were simply early."

The Texan tilted his hat and smiled, blowing out smoke from his cigar. "All right Genji, we'd best get goin'."

The two stepped apart and put their weapons away. They were both smiling snidely at each other, but the mask over the man named Genji's face made it difficult to tell.

"McCree..." Genji looked at the man, "Why did you want to come here?" Genji glanced round at all the fairground rides, the carousel, the stalls of food, the huge bouncy slide... why?

McCree chuckled, "You'll see..."

The two made an odd pair wandering through the fair ground as the sun slowly sank, the fairground lights swirling and spinning.

"Are we... going anywhere in particular or..." Suddenly an arm shot out across Genji's face.

"We're here." McCree allowed a small smile to creep across his face.

"...OK." Genji glanced around, "Like... the hook a duck? Or the..."

"The haunted house." McCree shot him a grin, "Brave enough to go in?"

"Oh!" Genji put his hands on his hips to express his delight, due to the fact he couldn't express it with masked face. "I am ready!"

"Good." McCree swept his cloak behind him as the pair made their way to the queue.

A lady let the first few people in the queue in but looked up. "Um... excuse me sir." She held her hand up to McCree, "No smoking on the rides."

"Oh..." He sighed, "But this ol' cigar's still got some way to go... could ya hold it for me while I..."

"No sir."

"Hmmm." He sighed. "Can't be helped." He dropped his cigar to the ground and let it smoulder for a second before stamping it out. "Now can I go in?"

"Sir, are you carrying a weapon?" The lady glanced down at his belt.

"Er... this... is just a... Genji wadda they called? A watsit, y'know..."

"A toy gun!" Genji proclaimed proudly.

McCree looked at him, then to the lady, "Yeah... that."

"Sir I feel like that's a real gun."

"It's just my lil' toy!"

"Sir, hand over the weapon."

"You're making me hand over my gun when you can see the guy next to me is wearing a full suit of armour and covering his whole face what's even going on?!"

"Just..." The lady composed herself, "Hand over the gun sir."

McCree sighed. "Fine." He slammed the gun down on the table in front of him and glared at the woman, "Anything else?"

"Yes." She smiled sweetly, "That's $3 each to ride."

"$3?!" McCree spluttered, "I ain't got that, this ride is like..."

"McCree!" Genji laid a hand on his shoulder, "I shall pay!"

McCree glanced at the lady and snorted, "Ok then..."

As Genji handed over the money the lady continued to eye McCree suspiciously, "All right Sirs... you can go in."

The two made their way in to the Haunted house attraction; Ghosts hung above their heads as they walked in.

"Do you er... wanna go first?" McCree gestured forward.

"Of course!" Genji sounded enthusiastic, "I am not afraid!"

"I mean... neither am I..." McCree grunted uncomfortably, "Let's go..."

About 10 seconds down the hall, McCree felt something furry tickle his nose and he let out a huge yelp, "SOMETHIN' GOT ME!"

"It's all right!" Genji grabbed him, "It's a toy spider!"

"How... how d'you know?"

"I have night vision in my mask!" He looked around, "It's really not that scary in here, just some stuff hanging from the ceiling."

McCree let out a huge sigh, "That's cheatin'!"

"You didn't say..."

"Just... carry on." McCree pushed his friend forward.

They continued down the dark passages, with flashing ghost lights occasionally jumping up and spooky sound effects making McCree jump left right and centre.

"I don't like this!"

"It's fine!" Genji patted his back, "Look! There's some carts we go on from here!"

Sure enough, in front of them was a little cart, part of the ghost train.

"Do you think what we're looking for will be in here?"

McCree frowned, "Lookin' for? How'd ya mean?"

"You said I would find out soon enough. You know. Why we're here?"

"Ohhhh..." McCree shuffled awkwardly, "Er, yeah. For sure."

They stepped into the cart and glanced at the man operating that part of the ride.

"Keep your arms and legs inside the car do not get up for any reason and..." The lad sighed, "Have a spook-tacular time..."

The cart set off with a jolt, forcing McCree to grab on to his hat, "Gave er... gave me a start!"

"So I see!" Genji nodded kindly.

"Turn your damn night vision off, why in tarnation can't you have a good time?"

"Because... we're here to catch someone, right? I need to be able to..."

"AAAAAAAAAAAH" McCree leapt on to Genji's lap, "WHAT'S THAT!?"

"That's a mechanical coffin..."

"Oh right... I knew that." He pushed himself off Genji somewhat offended, "Turn it off!"

"Why!?"

"Because I want you to be as scared as I am!"

There was a pause.

"You're... scared?" Genji sounded somewhat amused, "Of this kids' attraction?"

"Ain't a man gotta right to be scared?! I gotta imagination as much as anyone!"

"But this ride..." Genji glanced around, "Is trash..."

"IT AIN'T" McCree his him, but swiftly regretted it as his knuckles wrapped against Genji's hard metal armour.

"All right!" Genji soothed, "Alright I'll turn it off."

He two sat silently as the cart took them in to teh next room, which was full of dummies in huge glass conicals, floating up and down.

"This gives me the jitters right..."

"Oh." Genji tried to sound like he was agreeing, "Of course."

Suddenly all the lights flickered off.

"What the..."

As the lights snapped back on the dummies were gone.

"THEY'RE GONNA GET US GENJI THEY REALLY ARE!"

"Ok..." Genji looked around.

"HOW CAN YA BE THIS CALM?!"

"I can't calm you down because I didn't see what happened to them! I turned my vision off!"

"WHY CAN'T YA BE SCARED WITH ME?!"

"Because Zenyatta taught me that fear is a weakness!"

There was silence.

"That damned tin caaAAAAAAn!" The lights whirled as thousands of dummies loomed over them from the ceiling as McCree screamed horrendously at the sight.

The cart brought them out in to the falling daylight.

"You just wanted to go to the theme park didn't you?" Genji hopped out the cart and looked at his companion.

"You're the only one..." He caught his breath, "I thought might get scared with me..."

"Oh." Genji sighed, "fancy a hot dog?"

"Yeah..." McCree about fell out, "I guess I do."

The two wandered in to the fairground together, as McCree tried not to think about just how Genji would eat a hot dog with that mask on.