"The fuck's a AU"
Sam sighed and turned his office chair to face his younger brother
"Alternate Universe...It's when you take a story and change the outcome of certain events creating you own timeline...Basically you're making another branch in said story when you alter it in any way"
"Alter? Like change" Desmond said as he crossed his arms and leaned on Sam's desk
"Yes...For example, let's say a character dies and you make a story where that character DOESN'T die, therefore it creates another branch in the timeline ultimately and whole new universe. Altering a story doesn't have to be a change in events, heck adding a whole new character that never existed in the story can create a whole new branch"
"So in this story of yours...Overwatch are a bunch of emotional douche bags? Why am I a villain? Does Soldier: 76 know you cal-" Sam quickly stood up and covered his mouth
"Ok, ok! Can you be a little bit more quiet? Please?" Desmond slowly nodded, Sam sighed and sat back down on his office chair. Desmond uncrossed his arms and began to walk towards the door
"I'm going to the mess hall, talk with McCree or something"
"Ok...I'll be here" Sam said twirling back towards his computer screen. Before leaving, Desmond turn to his brother for one last question.
"Oh one more thing" Sam turned towards him "Is your story gonna have oranges?"
"Oranges?" Sam faced his whole body towards his brother
"Yea...You know, the...Naughty scenes?"
Sam tilted his head in confusion "You've murdered several people...What's there that's not naughty?"
Desmond smacked himself with a hand "Sex...I'm talking about sex you fucking virgin"
"SEX?! Why would I need to include sex in my story? It already has a T rating for Kinky Widowmaker and swearing!"
Desmond leaned on the door-frame and shook his head "Bro, you had ME smell fucking Tracer's panties! ME! The bloody hell do you mean there's no sex scene, that must've unleashed a whole load of hormones into the air"
Sam waved him off and turned towards his computer "Whatever dude"
Desmond smirked and shrugged "Hey, just a friendly suggestion. Anyway see you 'round, Trooper" Sam waved a goodbye without turning around. He heard the door slide close.
He continued to stare at the computer screen as he rubbed his chin in thought.
"hmm...Lemons huh? Not a bad idea actually" He smiled and placed his fingers onto the keyboard
"IT'S HIIGGHH NOOON!"
"NOOOOO" Dva screamed as she stood up, looking at the T.V. with intensity. She gripped the controller, which was wet from her sweating palms. Her concentration was broken when a voice spoke next to her
"Was that me? How do I activate my ultimate again? Can I change to Hanzo? I like that little yelling thing he does" groaned as she died...Again...In the fifteenth time in a row. She turned to McCree, who was just pressing random buttons on the controller.
She had challenged McCree to a game of Overwatch in a 1v1 custom game, thinking she'll win, she kept calling him 'noob' which to much of dismay did not affect him. McCree had killed her fifteen time and she had only killed him twice.
"How are you winning! I'm the best player out there! Even better than McCreampie or whatever his name was!" She groaned and leaned on her hand while McCree smirked and pointed to himself
"Well shoot, I'm the best now if I beat you that easily"
Dva rolled her eyes "Please...You just got lucky"
"Sup' chumps!" They bother turned to see Desmond wave towards them
"Howdy, Des" Desmond jumped over the couch and sat in between them
"Hey, Jesse...Are you playing Overwatch?" McCree looked at the screen and nodded
"Yup...Just beating 'best' here" He said air quoting. Dva glared at him. Desmond looked at her then at McCree then at the T.V. screen
"wait...You beat Dva... The master of video games?" McCree smirked at him and proudly nodded.
"That's right"
Desmond looked at Dva who was pouting. He slowly started to chuckle. The chuckle turned to a laugh and then the laugh turned into hysterical fits of laughter
"HE! HAHAHAHA BEAT YOU! MCREE? THE NOOB! HAHAHAHHAHA!"
Dva growled and snatched the controller from McCree and threw it at Desmond. She smirked at him and started a whole new match "Let's see how you are"
Desmond smiled nervously and scratched his head "I...Uh...Don't know how to play"
Dva's smirked grew wider "Then prepare to get rekt noob"
"HOW!"
Dva stormed out of the big recreation room of the Overwatch tower. She pushed pass by Tracer and Emily.
"Dva? What's wrong love?" Tracer said in curiosity
"Buzz off you butt monster!"
Dva turned the corner disappearing. Both Tracer and Emily looked at each other then towards the door of the rec room. They entered the room to see Desmond and McCree playing a game.
"Ello' loves!" Tracer said waving at them. She received no response. Both men were busy MLG qckscoping noobs on Overwatch. Tracer sighed and stood in front of the T.V.
"I said, ello' loves!" They both leaned to the right to look at the T.V.
"Yea, yea, move it poster girl" Desmond says as he sticks his tongue out in concentration. Tracer frowned and groaned. She walked towards the console and unplugged it causing both men to yell
"HEY!"
"Dagnamit , Lena! I was doing good!"
Tracer shook her head and took a seat on the couch followed by Emily
"She said hello, be good boys and say hello back" Emily says.
Desmond made a loud grunt as he stretched while McCree just stood up and walked towards the bar.
"Yea sure. Wassup" Desmond said dully earning him a slap on the head from Tracer "OW! You fucking bitch!"
Tracer smirked "Ah, ah, ah! Language!"
Desmond rolled his eyes as he rubbed his head "Oh shut up"
Emily smiled at both of them then turned towards Desmond "Why was Dva mad?"
Desmond chuckled and put both hands on his head and leaned into the soft couch "She tried to 1v1 us on Overwatch, McCree and I pawned her like fucking bosses"
"Dva? The gaming legend? By you noobs?" Emily said disbelieving.
"Yup! Want an autograph?" Tracer laughed
"Please, I already get enough autographs from you if you know what I mean" She said and winked. Both Emily and Desmond looked at her weirdly
"What?"
Tracer sighed "It's an TracerXOC fanfiction don't forget that"
Desmond cocked his head back
"TracerXO- SAM! You motherfu-!" Desmond jumped up and ran out of the room.
"Where are you going love! Let's have rough butt sex!" Desmond froze and looked at her. He jogged slightly looking at the hall leading to Sam's room and at Tracer. He bit his lips as he though of a decision.
"AH! Fuck it!" He ran down the hall towards his brother's room"
"and he rubbed her-"
"SAM!"
Desmond barged into the room and glared at his brother
"What?"
"Why does Tracer want to have surprise butt sex with me!"
Sam looked at him weirdly "I...What?"
"TracerXOC fanfiction? Really? There's a million of those already, why are you writing another!"
"I don't know why Tracer wants to violate you anus in surprise but, I'm making a TracerXOC fanfiction because the people want it" Desmond threw all the items on Sam's office desk down.
"FUCK THE PEOPLE!"
"Desmond! Don't say that!"
"NO! FUCK YOU! FUCK THE POLICE AND FUCK THE PEO-"
Get deleted bitch...
See... S'wat happens when you mess with the fourth wall, crazy shit happens and people start to reference a total new different story.
You know, in this fucked up Universe, Sam actually wrote Copilot. Yea...Imagine how fucked up that story is. It's probably as bad as Widowmaker's Coffee Shop AU.
Probably as bad as Overwatch r34...Actually never mind... Nothing's worse than r34...
If it exists, there's porn of it...
Where's the Copilot porn at?
Exactly...
I recently found out Club Penguin is shutting down. Damn, so many childhood memories.
I remember back in 2012, all the hot penguin chicks I would 'date' in the pizzeria...
Ah. Those were the days.
Did you like this filler?
Would you like me to make more fillers like this? They'll be short and quick because I won't have much time to work on the story because of school.
To that on guy named XD...
Fuck You...
JK... Love you, lol. Sorry if I seemed pissed last chapter, I was tired and I just wrote down my thoughts without any exclamation like this! 8==D O:
See how happy that smiley face is?