Why must tall people exist? Hana thought with a scowl, glowering at the top shelf of the open cabinet in front of her. She just wanted some Oreos, but someone had decided that the top of Mount Everest was the best place to put the cookies, and thus they were well out of reach. She surveyed the kitchen in hopes of finding something that would help her reach her prize, eyes landing on the dinning chairs across the room. Lucio followed her gaze however and snickered from his place on the counter.
"I'll buy you your own pack of Oreos if you can get it without using a chair," He dared temptingly, a mischievous smile stretched across his face. Hana scowled, puffing out her cheeks as she contemplated the challenge. There wasn't enough counter space for her to climb on and she didn't have anything long to knock the cookies down with (not that she really wanted to resort to that, she liked her Oreos whole thank you very much). She was just about to grudgingly decline Lucio's offer when the boisterous sound of Junkrat's laughter echoed from the hallway, his bodyguard's heavy footsteps not far behind.
Hana's face split in a wicked grin, "Done," She challenged quickly, shooting Lucio a confidence-filled leer before jogging to lean over the island that divided the kitchen from the living space, catching the two junkers as they emerged from the hall. The DJ followed her with a turn of his head, feet kicking lightly against the counter in curiosity at Hana's sudden shift in mood, the arrival of the junkers did nothing to to quell his confusion.
"Hey Hog!" Hana called, the grin still present on her face as the man turned from his companion to give her his attention, Junkrat's chatter going silent as he cocked his head curiously in her direction. "Help me, would ya?" She finished, pointing to the shelf. There was a beat of silence in which Junkrat and Roadhog shared a glance, and then they were both making their way into the kitchen.
"What'cha need Little Diva?" Junkrat asked, clapping his hands together with a painful sounding smack as his flesh hand collided with his metal one, as he scanned the contents of the cabinet eagerly.
"I need to be able to reach the Oreos, Lucio bet me I couldn't get them down without using a chair," She explained with a sweet smile, clasping her hands together in front of her- the picture of innocence. Junkrat barked out a laugh, his top lip pulled back in a playful snarl belied only slightly by his grin. The DJ frowned, tapping his fingers on the counter-top in growing agitation- this is not how the bet was supposed to go, not to mention that the presence of the two criminals always set him a little on edge. He just couldn't shake the feeling that they were dangerous despite their often companionable behavior and promise of loyalty to Overwatch's cause.
"The bet says Hana has to be the one to get them down," He stated firmly despite his nerves, watching Roadhog reach for the snack. The goliath froze with a massive hand hovering over the cookies and looked to Lucio, slowly lowering his arm back down to his side with a rumble of what might have been displeasure.
Lucio grimaced under Roadhog's attention, slumping back a bit when faced with the man's blank gaze and intimidating presence. He was surprised when instead of voicing a complaint, Roadhog simply picked Hana up around the waist and set her on his right shoulder with ease, leaving one hand there to steady her so she didn't fall off. What was even stranger was Hana's familiarity with the action, she took the change of height in stride and snatched the treat from the shelf with a triumphant ahha! before being lowered gently back to the ground.
"Why thank you Roadhog~" She sang, the sweetness of her voice betrayed by the absolute shit-eating grin plastered across her features, "Want an Oreo?" Roadhog grunted and delicately plucked two cookies from the package when it was presented to him, handing one to Junkrat which he promptly shoved into his mouth whole.
"Thanks for the cut a'the treasure, love," Junkrat snickered to Hana around his mouthful with a wink, giving her a mock salute before marching off toward the living area and resuming his previously interrupted monologue like nothing had happened. Roadhog followed quietly, still holding his Oreo as he gave only small grunts to let Junkrat know he was listening.
"You owe me a new pack of Oreos," Hana said, twisting her own cookie in half and popping the non-frosted side into her mouth, giving Lucio a self-satisfied smile. The DJ squinted at the teenager in confusion, obviously unsure as to how she got the junkers to help her out so easily. No one could (or really wanted to) touch Junkrat without at least some form of protest from either junker, let alone get away with being in physical contact with Roadhog outside of that which the junker enforcer deemed necessary for missions.
"Yanno what? Fine," Lucio conceded good-naturedly after a moment of thought, putting his hands up in defeat, deciding it was best to simply accept what had just happened, "Next time we make a grocery run the Oreos are yours." Hana whooped in victory, offering Lucio the open box with a genuine grin- an offer he accepted with an amused, if a little bewildered, smile.
So far I have four chapters started for this (including this one). Chapter two is nearly finished, chapter three is maybe half way, and chapter four is written on paper but it needs to be finished and typed. I might have more ideas for future chapters but we'll see, I'm also working on another fic that will just be a long one-shot not belonging to this group (but you can assume that everything that happens in my Overwatch fics all take place somewhere in the same timeline).