This choice: The Bite-Sized Brothers of Overwatch’s Mascot • Go Back...Chapter #7The Bite-Sized Brothers of Overwatch’s Mascot by: ejones312   The holovid hands of Big Ben struck six forty-five in early morning in Great Britain. The ring of the tower’s legendary bells echoed sweetly over London, waking up everyone who lived near the tower in the city. In one such apartment, a boy of fifteen years in his youth stirred awake in his bed by the bells of Big Ben while the morning light cast its first glow.
Brian wiped his eyes and his face, groaning that the clock tower's bells had woken him up too early for his taste. He turned in his bed and tried to recover a few minutes of extra sleep. That's when he heard another shuffle in his apartment, followed by the smack of lips locked together in a passionate good morning kiss, and the whispers of the couple he bunked with.
"Good morning, beautiful," came the whisper of a woman with an English accent.
“Good morning, love,” another woman whispered back with a Cockney English accent, transitioning into the rustling of sheet covers, followed by the sound of another passionate lip lock. “I had an awful dream last night. Overwatch finally defeated the Null Sector and Talon, and the world was entirely at peace again.”
“And what was so awful about that dream?” the other English woman asked.
“I didn’t have a sexy redhead beside me to celebrate our victory."
“Awww, you poor baby. Here, let me make it up to you with some kisses.”
The sound of quick little smooches and the Cockney accented girl's giggling kept him from falling back to sleep. With a disgruntled grunt, Brian flipped over his covers, marched out of the bedroom door and marched downstairs. The teen then stepped outside onto the enormous nightstand and marched his way to the edge where he caught the sight of two giant women kissing and cuddling each other underneath the sheets.
"Excuse me?" Brian asked, only for his attention to fall on deaf ears. "Excuse me!"
The two giant young women stopped and looked at the nightstand, at the tired and unamused expression of their adopted younger brother. One half of the lesbian couple was Emily, a beautiful redheaded girl with pale skin, but was adorned with freckles and green eyes, making her resemble a walking Christmas decoration.
The other half was Lena Oxton, better known as the Overwatch mascot, Tracer. She was a child at heart, despite her button nose and her brown hair styled and parted off to the left side of her head, but her heart was always in the right place. This showed when she and Emily were named guardians of Brian and Timmy, the brothers who were captured and shrunken by Talon's mad scientist, Moira, and acting as their surrogate sisters and legal guardians for the orphaned boys.
"Oh! Sorry, Brian. Did we wake you?" Lena sheepishly asked.
"No, I got up three seconds ago and blinked all the way here," the American teenager grumbled. "Now I can't get back to sleep."
Lena looked a little down, but Emily gently turned her face to hers. "It's just as well, luv. It is already morning," the redhead said, kissing the hero on the nose. "Come on, we might as well wake Timmy up. We've got a big day ahead of us."
"Aye, we've got lots planned," Lena said, turning around to put on her lounging pants while Emily sat up and readjusted her hair.
Brian returned to his dollhouse where had had been sleeping in for the past couple of months. There was another room in the dollhouse where Timmy slept in his bed, apparently a heavy sleeper if he could fall asleep while Lena and Emily were cuddling each other. He got himself and watched as the two lovers who adopted him opened up the section of the dollhouse where Timmy slept.
When Lena adopted the boys, she couldn't help but gush over how adorable Timmy was at that age, even when he was shrunken down. Brian knew Timmy was adorable, and that annoyed him in a good way. That's how it was with the older brother. Now, while Timmy slept in his bed, Lena giggled at his innocence an gently nudged him with a single finger.
“Oy. Timmy, it’s time to wake up, little brother.”
Timmy whimpered in his sleep. “Just five more minutes,” he said, turning over to his side away from Lena’s face.
“Come on, Timmy, get up,” Lena whispered, but was only met with deaf ears. Then her lips spread with her signature sly smile. “Timmy, if you don’t get up, then I’m gonna give you little nibbles all over.”
She then lowered her lips and smacked them repeatedly across Timmy’s body, tickling him awake. He screamed and wriggled, laughing hysterically as the giantess tickled his tiny frame with tiny butterfly kisses which seemed like a full body tickle. The tiny ten year-old rolled on his bed, clutching his belly as Lena gave him one big kiss on his head.
“Ah, good, you’re finally awake!” Lena gently scooped the permanently shrunken boy up into her hands, gently clasped them into a gentle hold around him, and once again planted another kiss on his head, making him giggle. “Come on, love, let's get you into the kitchen for some breakfast, okay?"
Lena gently lowered her palm onto the nightstand before Brian's tiny feet, offering him a lift. Brian took the blinking hero up on her offer and stepped aboard. Everything lifted as Brian was lifted into the level of Lena's other hand.
"Morning, squirt," Brian greeted. "You sleep good?"
"Mm-hmm."
"Did you have any dreams last night?"
"Mm-mmm."
Lena and Brian looked at each other with relief. Ever since the ordeal with Talon, Brian and Timmy had suffered nightmares from their trauma with the villainesses toying or torturing them. Brian had always jolted up in the middle of the night with a cold sweat, but that was nothing like the panic attacks Timmy suffered from. He suffered from post-traumatic stress that no child should ever suffer from, and Brian, Lena, and Emily were there to calm him down.
“That’s good. Sleeping with no dreams is better than a kip with bad dreams, that’s what I figure,” Brian said.
"True enough."
Lena gently deposited her little brothers onto her shoulders and gave them time to hold on tight until she started walking out the bedroom. To the boys, riding on Tracer’s or Emily’s shoulders was like riding a thrill ride at the fair, vertigo-so ducking heights included. They rode that ride all the way as Lena entered the kitchen where the two giant lesbians exchanged another good morning kiss and Emily gave Timmy one of her own, being younger and cuter.
Lena was glad that Emily accepted the brothers into their lives. Lena always told her red-haired lover about the boys who stepped in her fight against Widowmaker and Reaper and helped them win. When she told Emily about the tragedy they endured, Emily was heartbroken since she wanted to meet the boy and thank him for aiding her. They, along with their friends at Overwatch helped them through their trauma from witnessing their family’s slaughter and the torture at the hands, feet, and stomachs of Talon’s femme fatales.
Every week, Lena would take the boys to see Dr. Angela Ziegler, the healing hero known as Mercy, for their therapeutic appointments. A few times on the weekdays, Lena would take him to see Mercy, Mei, Hana, or Efi Ofadele to be educated since they were too small to attend an educational institution. From first glance, Tracer could tell Brian was starting to fall for Hana, and Timmy and Efi, being children of similar age, got along tightly. Lena often teased them about them being in love with their teachers similar to how an older sister teased her younger siblings.
That’s how it was for the past two months. Brian and Timmy was fortunate enough to be a survivor of one of Talon’s most deplorable attacks on humanity. They lost a family and came out scarred, but they found a new family in the women associated with Overwatch.
Timmy caught a whiff of something delicious and snuffed the air. "Hey, something smells good. What's for breakfast?"
"It's eggs," Emily answered. "I thought we might start off with an enjoyable eggs in the basket breakfast this morning."
“Yay! I love your eggs!” Timmy cheered.
“So does Lena. That’s why I decided to make them this morning.”
"Can I watch you make the eggs?"
"If Lena has no problem with that..." the redhead looked at her partner with loving eyes.
"No, of course not," Lena said, gently plucking Timmy from her shoulder and handing him over to Emily. "Just so long as you make sure he doesn't fall."
Emily gently secured Timmy on her shoulder while the boy watched her prepare her eggs. Lena took the teapot off the stove and poured herself a nice hot cup of tea to start the morning. She and Brian sat on the couch and watched the British morning news programs anchored by an Omnic and his female human co-anchor, the giantess sipping on her tea while the tiny boy intently watched the newscast. He was hoping there would be a sign leading him to Talon so he'd make them pay and force them to regrow him and his brother back.
When breakfast was made, the two women and their permanently shrunken brothers ate their breakfast in peace. It was a morning of peace to start off the day right. Emily always prepared the meals so that it would accommodate the brothers' size. It seemed limited,but they went with what they had. When Lena finished off the last of her breakfast, she wiped away the crumbs from her hands and turned to Timmy, enthralled by the images on the TV.
"Alright, boys," Lena spoke up, grabbing Brian and Timmy while the former had an egg halfway into his mouth. “After breakfast is done, we’d better get you dressed up and ready because today...”
1.) "...we're going to see Dr. Ziegler."
2.) “...we’re taking you to see (Mei/Hana/Efi) for your lessons.”
3.) "...we're gonna spend the day to ourselves."
4.) "...is the first day of Brian's training regimen."   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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