It was a beautiful summer day. Soldier 76, sporting an apron and socks with sandals, was serving burgers to a laughing McCree. Mercy lounged by the side of the pool in a lawn chair, under an umbrella. Junkrat, ignoring the threat of harmful UV rays, floated around in the water, a duck-shaped inner tube around his waist, armed with a Super Soaker. Laughing and trying to dodge a spray of water was Lucio, with Hana on his shoulders returning fire.

Winston looked out over the scene from the house's balcony, sighing and resting his arms on the railing. It was good for the Overwatch to take a day to relax every now and then; you could only take the stress of saving the world for so long. He felt a slight breeze as Tracer zipped onto the balcony, lemonade sloshing in her glass. The gorilla shifted over, and the speedster draped herself over the railing, one arm dangling while the other held the lemonade close.

"There's nothing quite like a day in the sun," Tracer sighed blissfully.

Winston smiled and closed his eyes. "Agreed. Something about the warmth of the sun, the smell of chlorine, and the sound of laughter makes everything bearable again."

"Couldn't've said it better myself, love."

They stood together for a while, enjoying the beautiful weather and each other's company, until they heard a discussion break out near the pool.

"No, absolutely not," Soldier: 76 was saying to Roadhog.

"Awwww, come on, Jack! Let 'im have a go!" protested Junkrat, clambering out of the pool to stand next to his best friend, duck floaty still around his waist.

"Not a chance. We have this rule for a reason."

"But it would be gloooooorious!"

"No! We all agreed: Roadhog, Reinhardt, and Winston are not allowed on the high dive. They'd flood the neighborhood."

Junkrat smiled. "Bingo!"

Roadhog, staring wistfully at the high dive in question, gave a deep, evil chuckle.

Soldier pinched the bridge of his nose over his visor. "No."

"But don't you wanna… 'Raise the steaks?'" Junkrat giggled.

Glancing down at his apron, Soldier read it, looked back at Junkrat, and promptly tossed him into the pool. He landed upside down, legs kicking until Lucio, chuckling, grabbed the duck floaty and righted him.

"Thanks, mate!" Junkrat said cheerfully before spraying Lucio in the face with his SuperSoaker.

Spitting water out of his mouth, Lucio laughed. "Oh, it's on now!"

The water gun fight continued, peppered with "take that!" and a joking "I need healing!", to which Mercy would respond good-naturedly by placing a hand on top of one of the combatants' heads. Soldier watched for a moment, sighed, then turned back to flip a few burgers. Roadhog was nowhere to be found.

"Aw, hell," Soldier swore, snapping his head up to the high dive. Roadhog bounced slightly on the custom diving board nestled into a faux rock tower, stretching and shaking out his arms. Ignoring Soldier's cursing and threats, he hitched up his green-and-red-striped swim trunks and waved to an ecstatic Junkrat.

Just as Soldier reached the top of the ladder, Roadhog jumped.

A shadow fell over the pool. Lucio and Hana looked up in horror to see Roadhog directly over them, spread-eagle and seeming, for a moment, to fly. Lucio had never speed-boosted in a pool before, but he decided that now was as good a time as any to try. With Hana clinging to his head he sprinted on top of the water and into the house, slamming the glass sliding door shut and turning to watch the apocalypse unfold.

From the balcony, Winston turned to get Tracer to safety, but was met only by a spinning glass of lemonade balanced on the railing.

Roadhog hit the water.

It was as if someone had dropped an atomic bomb into the pool: the massive wave nearly drained it vertically as the water mushroomed up and crashed back down, drenching the entire backyard and slapping against the side of the house. Next to a sputtering grill and soggy hamburgers, Soldier squeezed water out of his apron, swearing. Several people in the sand volleyball court needed healing, but Mercy was lying dazed in her lawn chair, soaked, sunglasses askew over her dazed expression. Duck floaty caught on the weather vane, Junkrat giggled maniacally from the roof, and at the bottom of the empty pool, Roadhog chuckled up at his bomb-loving friend.

"Again."