A/N: Let's say the only Disneyland I know is the one in California, but I will be adding in features from the Florida location. Just assume the California location has upgraded to match its sister location because it's the future.

The UN had reviewed the Overwatch's performance at Route 66. While it was a technical success, the massive amounts of damage and collateral have indicated concern. From Gertrude's psychological records, the UN deemed Jack Morrison not only situationally mentally unstable, but also a person of interest. However, due to the nature of his condition, they could only see Overwatch's dip in performance from an effect from his mental health. Due to advances in mental health and the destigmatization of mental illnesses, the UN could only honorably suspend Overwatch for not only the safety of civilians but also for the safety of the team itself.

12:00 P.M., Watchpoint Gibraltar

By majority decision, the Overwatch team made the decision to go to Disneyland. Jack used the mental health funding to cover almost everyone while Mercy kept his Ativan. It was a hub of hustle and bustle in the dormitories, with everyone packing their belongings.

"Do you really need all those games?" Hanzo eyed Genji's pack.

"Do you remember how long the lines were in Tokyo?" Genji countered, "We'd be bored to death if we didn't have our phones and consoles."

"Where the hell are your clothes?"

"The dragon ate it." Hanzo facepalmed.

"Is Emily coming with us?" Winston asked Tracer, who was zipping around for any remaining toiletries.

"No," Tracer sighed, disappointed, "Her payroll got screwed up in a hacking attempt so her PTO got screwed up by default."

"Soldier 76 had enough money to cover her."

"I know, but her work's not the kindest when it comes to vacations." Sombra awkwardly froze, thinking back to when she was trying to hack websites for "special references" and ended up hacking the wrong one due to similarity in names. She ran away in shame.

"Well a little fun is good for everyone, though."

"Aren't you coming, Winston?"

"No," Winston sadly wiped his glasses, "I'm not permitted there." He motioned to his armor, "Do I look like a normal therapy animal to you?"

"Oh," Tracer scratched her head nervously.

"They started allowing cats in Korea and Japan though," dropped in, "I think it's because they're considered therapy animals now."

"I know they allow monkeys too," Lucio added, "But then again the people who brought them in were all paraplegic.

"Those are a smaller species Lucio," Winston sighed, "I am much too big to be of anyone's help. I appreciate the efforts of trying to cheer me up, but the park still we see me as a danger."

"I wish you could come," sighed, "It wouldn't be the same without you."

"Don't worry," Winston reassured, "I have been personally invited by the Cincinnati Zoo to discuss my lineage." He pulled a letter from his pocket.

"I hope that's pleasant, at least," Tracer patted him on the shoulder.

8:00 P.M.

Everyone woke up to pack their luggage into the dropship. Winston offered to pilot until they reached Cincinnati, then switched with Soldier 76. The younger members sleepily tossed themselves into the seats while the older members drank some coffee.

Torbjorn used his years of Tetris playing to rearrange the luggage and sit with them.

Soldier 76 looked knowingly at Mercy, and then swallowed the Ativan and piloted the ship until they reached California.

8:00 A.M., Disneyland, California

Everyone took a nap upon arrival until opening time. Because of the funding, Jack was able to preorder tickets for everyone.

Zenyatta, Genji, Bastion, Orisa, and Efi gathered into one group waiting in line. After a group of teenagers paid for their ticket, Zenyatta came up to the booth.

"Four omnic tickets and one child ticket please," Zenyatta requested, "These were pre-ordered.

"Okay…" A squeaky-voiced teenager stuttered, looking at Bastion and Orisa nervously, "I'm not sure if the rides will accommodate your models but you," He pointed to Genji, "You're not an omnic but it says so on the pre-order form."

"I am an omnic!" Genji claimed, "Believe it!" He dashed ahead when he saw everyone was scanned in.

"Well, uh, have a nice day," The teen mumbled, pressing a hidden panic button as soon as the group entered the park.

"Suckers," Genji snickered.

"You know what, Efi," Orisa tutted, "I'm not going to punish you for pantsing your gym teacher anymore. This is obviously worse." She threw her change purse back at her. Efi yelled a triumphant yes and ran towards the souvenir store.

"Do you like… Teacups?" McCree stood near the swirly teacups ride.

"I do, actually" Hanzo replied, "They can be a thing of beauty, but they don't look like those."

"Well they have a cute little saucer where you can rest them. I think it's nice."

"I don't get it but this ride looks fun." Both got into line for the ride.

"Glad to know this place hasn't changed a bit," Ana commented, "I remember taking you here as a little girl, Fareeha."

"Oh stop, mom," Pharah blushed, hiding her hands in her face.

"You went here before?" Mercy asked.

"Oh yes! I remember the time Fareeha cried after the Matterhorn!" Ana laughed.

"No! Don't mention that!" Pharah buried her face deeper.

"I took you to this ride to calm you down," Ana patted her shoulder. The three stood in line for It's a Small World.

Hanzo and McCree finally got onto the swirly teacups, sharing a cup. McCree took charge, grabbing the spinner and spinning it clockwise.

"It's going to take more than that to make me vomit!" Hanzo taunted.

"Oh yeah?" McCree spinned faster.

"Yeah."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah." McCree started using his cybernetic arm. Hanzo started to grip the rim of the cup. The ride operator looked nervously at the pair, noticing that their cup was going the fastest by a large margin. As the ride was coming to an end, he grabbed the lever and pulled it hard and fast. His heart started pounding even further as McCree kept spinning after it ended.

"Sir! This ride is done! Get off so others can get on!" He called to the pair. McCree stopped spinning and grabbed Hanzo, who was already hunched over and holding his stomach and mouth. Both ran over to the trashcan, with the cowboy letting the archer vomit first.

"Okay, you win," Hanzo sighed in defeat.

"Ha! Yes!" McCree whooped.

"I'd like some food though…"

"Do you like raspberry beignets?" He asked, pointing to the stand.

"I guess?"

Mercy, Pharah, and Ana were finally seated for the It's a Small World ride. To their surprise, Torbjorn was seated behind them.

"Torbjorn?" Pharah was confused, "What are you doing here?"

"I got into a fight with a ride operator over my height and he sent me here," He grumbled, crossing his arms. The women giggled, "I'm tall enough for Space Mountain, dammit!"

"It's a world of laughter; It's a world of tears. There's so much that we share, that it's time we're aware. It's a small world after all," Ana started singing.

"It's a small world after all," Pharah joined in.

"It's a small world after all," Mercy too.

"It's a small world after all, it's a small, small, small, small world!" All of the women sang.

"NOOOOOOOOOO!" Torbjorn yelled in agony.

"That's you!" Pharah pointed to a blonde bearded boy next to Swedish flag.

"Shut up!" The Swede wept. The women kept singing along.

Meanwhile, at the Buzz Lightyear Astro Blaster…

"Cheater!" called Lucio. Lucio had beaten her score again.

"I am not!" Lucio called back, "I won fair and square!"

"Yes, you are!" She nudged him, "You're getting a taste of your own medicine!"

"Doesn't count if it's the ride's fault!" He pushed back.

"Settle down, children!"

"…What?" Both of them looked up to see Soldier 76.

"I'll be the judge of that," He added, "Winner gets dole whip."

"Bring it!"

After the ride, Ana joined up with Reinhardt and Torbjorn while Pharah and Mercy went to the Matterhorn.

"I dare you to lick the rail," Pharah smirked.

"That's disgusting!" Mercy gasped, "Many people and goodness knows what else have touched that rail."

"I'll buy you a Mickey headband."

"That's not enough."

Pharah's phone vibrated. She unlocked it only to see another text from her mother. "Mom won't stop texting me." The texts were there as follows:

Fareeha, I am at the Beauty and the Beast Event.

Fareeha, I am at the Star Wars Exhibit.

Fareeha, I am at the Pirates of the Caribbean ride. Reinhardt hates the changes.

Fareeha, I am at the Cinderella castle.

"I have an idea," Mercy smirked. She brought her cellphone out.

Fareeha, don't dare Angela to lick the rail.

"Come on!" Pharah threw her hands in the air, "What can I do to make her stop?"

"You lick the rail." Pharah had a disgusted look on her face, "And you buy me the Mickey headband."

"Ugh, fine," She started to lick the rail as Mercy laughed.

Efi and Omnics were at the Dumbo ride. The ride operator looked confusedly at Bastion and Orisa, as he was on the phone with administration.

"Um, what do we do with bastion and OR-15 units? I doubt they'll fit the rides," He fiddled with the cord.

"Just send them to the Mickey show." They hung up.

"Um, I'm sorry but bastion and OR-15 units can't fit on any of the rides but you can watch the shows," The operator nervously apologized, "And you," pointing to Genji, "You are still not an omnic."

"So?" Genji mocked. He and Zenyatta were sitting in one Dumbo while Efi had her own.

"I'm sorry, Efi," Orisa said, "Bastion and I cannot fit here. Have fun." She and Bastion walked away. The ride operator sighed and pressed the panic button, sending security outside of the line while the ride started.

While some other women were just done seeing Minnie Mouse. Zarya was in ecstasy eating a turkey leg.

"Sweet fatty meat!" She squealed through tears.

"This is America, alright," Widowmaker chewed contentedly through her corndog.

"Another signature to my collection!" Mei inspected Minnie's card.

"I'm impressed with this veggie burger," Symmetra smiled at it.

"I wonder what Winston's doing," Tracer ate her chicken tenders.

"I wonder how is Zenyatta…"

"Oh, I've always wanted to know about that," She spoke through chewing her fries.

"Well..."

6:30 P.M., Cincinnati Zoo

Winston had been ushered through the line and into the laboratory. He was asked to bring his documents. Beyond the windows and cages were dark rooms illuminated by holoscreens. There were scientists in white lab coats running around. Some zookeepers showed up to turn in other documents and left. It reminded him of the Lunar Horizon Colony.

He was following a scientist named Dr. Finch, the one who personally invited him here. Dr. Finch was a short man with brown hair and a blue tie.

"Harold Winston was a friend of mine," Dr. Finch began, "Quite ambitious, and I can see it in you too."

"I'm flattered," Winston replied, "This zoo is rather impressive."

"Also much more humane. Have a seat," The doctor opened the door and locked it. The conference room had a table and a large holoscreen. Winston sat down in the chair opposite to the doctor's. The gorilla look up, with statistics flying by and charts popping out. The doctor was using his laptop, "May I have a look into your documents?" Winston slid the folder to him.

"I take it you have knowledge of the lunar experiment?" Winston asked.

"Very much so," Dr. Finch thumbed through the folder and input some numbers, "We were, after all, the provider of the most gorillas for the experiment. Ah, there you are, specimen 28, the last surviving one."

"I've made peace with it, don't blame yourselves. You humans only had good intentions."

"A very mature and smart way to look at it."

"It's probably the healthiest way."

"Indeed, you remember why we're here today?"

"You said to discuss my lineage."

"Yes, it's probably something Harold forgot to tell you. Come with me." Dr. Finch went out and Winston followed. The next room was like an abandoned museum, full of stuffed gorillas and other apes.

"What is this?"

"Winston," Dr. Finch pointed to a male gorilla standing tall, holding a wax child, "This is your great-grandfather, Harambe. His death may have fueled internet humor for a year but it fueled the fire of animal preservation for years after. Perhaps it will give you insight on the gifts you have, especially how well you took to gene therapy."

"I have… family?" Winston stood awestruck.

"Harambe was a bright ape, but unfortunately he killed a child with it. You on the other hand, thanks to my friend, have used the gifts you inherited to do something great."

"After all this time of being an outcast to my own kind, I actually have someone I could look up to?"

"Indeed, it's not the cards you are dealt with, but what you do with them." Winston looked at Harambe for a while, as Dr. Finch realized the gorilla needed space.

Sombra was maniacally laughing by the signs, surrounded by churro wrappers. She hacked the system writing things like "Pluto's Piss World", "Hugh Jass", "Dolan Fart Fort", and a poorly formatted version of the lyrics to "It's a Small World".

Reaper wasn't too far off, trying soft drinks from around the world. Soldier 76 bumped into him, flanked by Lucio and , who both had dole whip in their hands because of a tie.

"What are you doing here?" Soldier 76 asked.

"Sombra took my churros," Reaper replied sadly.

"So what's a good soft drink here?"

"I suggest you try Beverly."

"Thanks." Soldier 76 grabbed a cup and poured some Beverly in. He took a sip, but promptly spit it out, roaring, "PIIIIIIIIIISSSSSSSSSSSS!"

"I'm not sure if that's a tic or he's genuinely disgusted with it," commented.

"I think it's both," Lucio laughed.

"Are you going to tell me that Space Mountain is a children's ride?" Soldier 76 sarcastically asked.

"Yes," Reaper sarcastically answered. They both ran to Space Mountain and Lucio and could hear the resounding sound of "PIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIISSSSSS! SHIIIIIIIIIT! DAMMIIIIIIIT!" and "FUUUUUUUUUUUCK!"

Genji was zipping and screaming while being chased by security guards.

"Pay your human ticket!" They yelled.

"NOOOO!" The cyborg ninja screamed, crashing through his fellow allies.

"Zenyatta had a point," Symmetra huffed.

"Don't mess with Disney," Ana lectured him.

"OR ELSE!" Reinhardt followed.

"I may be high on sugar, but I can still mess with your suit, hijo de puta!" Sombra yelled as she was knocked to the ground, hacking.

"You still have no chill!" Lucio stated.

"You should not have lied on your pre-order," Zenyatta admonished.

"Do you want the Ativan too?" Mercy threatened.

"SHIIIIIIIIT!" Soldier 76 screamed when bumped. Reaper glared at him while holding Jack for balance.

The only person to not topple over was Hanzo, who was standing righteously in front of McCree. Genji found himself unable to move. "You have started trouble for the last time!" Hanzo grabbed his brother by the scruff of his neck and dragged to the payment booth.

"I'll switch my omnic ticket for a human ticket, sir," Genji said meekly and paid.

"Finally! Thank you!" The squeaky-voiced teen yelled happily.

The Overwatch team gathered to watch the fireworks. Zenyatta and Symmetra sat next to each other.

"I guess we're both nervous," Symmetra said.

"I guess we've both done a lot of thinking," Zenyatta replied.

"I think we're both more than friends and less than lovers."

"Agreed." They held hands.

"Do you appreciate me?" Hanzo stood next to McCree.

"Yes," McCree gave a tight side hug, "Very much." Hanzo blushed but still felt very comfortable in McCree's grasp.

"Truce?" Soldier 76 asked.

"Truce," Reaper agreed. They both shared a firm handshake and a tight hug. A muffled curse word came out of the leader.

"Sorry," Soldier 76 apologized, embarrassed.

"Don't be, it adds character."

I hoped you enjoyed reading all of this!