The Beginning
The Beginning
Kaaru huffed as she put her uncleaned gun part down.
“Kid, it was a long time ago.” She said to the dirty little alley boy she saved from a shifty man.
“Pwease Miss Mcada. I wanna know.” He pleads and she sighs.
“Ya really wanna know?” She asks, an eyebrow quirked.
He nods excitedly, sitting on the floor of the hotel room. She nods slowly, starting the story.
~story time~
It was a chilly day in Autumn, roughly two years after Overwatch was recalled and a year since they were made legal once more. Many of the people involved now had opportunities to have lives outside of work but many didn't; though the opportunities were there and available, many of the men and women involved never really needed any of those things. Some even found all the company and life they wanted and needed within their coworkers. Take, for example, Soldier 76 and his undead husband Gabriel Reyes, formerly known as Reaper before Talon was shut down and the agents were reformed. But even their love was expected. People even made bets on it, it was so expected. Including Gabriel’s son, Jesse Mccree, who was adopted at the ripe old age of 13 from an abusive foster home by the newly weds. He always knew they would end up back together.
But there were many more bets made. The most expensive of which made by the Shimada brothers. They mainly were competing with each other to see how far the other would go for their side of the bets. The elder of the two, Hanzo, won. Sheerly because his boyfriend told him which side to bet on.
Now, I know what you’re thinking. Hanzo. Dating? Impossible as it sounds, he made it work. His boyfriend just had to endure 3 break ups, 4 self harm attempts, Hanzo betting his engagement ring against his brother, and 37 drunken nights sobbing his heart out. He only was able to due to his impeccable patience and a whole lotta fuckin whiskey. But nevertheless, Hanzo was grateful. His boyfriend even more so when they finally got their asses in gear and got married. And it only took them 9 tries! After they got Hanzo’s engagement ring back was when the real fun began.
Some late October, early September they were finishing the planning up when a young agent joined the ranks. Her hair hidden in a hoodie and her only companion was a little white dog. She called herself Agent K-M-S-M and her dog was Toby. She was a damage healer; first of the kind. She was odd though, barely letting herself get close to anyone. Especially Hanzo and Mccree, the two unpredicted love birds. She hid herself, not talking to anyone. She was extremely young and solitary. But when she let herself go a little, she was a complete and utter nerd.
It was late December before anyone knew her real name. She had let it slip when she was speaking of her family she left in a town nearby. Hanzo thought it fishy she had a Japanese name meaning Fire. She was getting too close to them and she was weakening. It showed too. Only her father knew what it was like to go soft. But she didn’t speak of him often. Mccree was the hardest working however to get to know and understand her. It wasn’t until the week of Mccree and Hanzo’s wedding that he had a breakthrough.
They had been on a mission in Oasis, Iraq and while K-M-S-M was healing Mercy, she was shot, her gun being thrown from her while she clutched her broken left arm. She was helpless and Mccree, the softhearted idiot he was, ran to protect the two healers. Hanzo was too tied up in melee combat to notice until the cowboy used his Deadeye to wipe out the rest of the people. It confused his opponent enough to kill them thoroughly. But even he wasn’t sure why Mccree used it so quickly.
Once they all grouped up, the first to ask K-M-S-M if she was alright was Mccree. She had hunched herself over in a corner away from them, trying to reset her arm when he offered to help her up.
“Come on kid. Lemme help ya up.” He smiled at her.
“Bug off Mccree. I can get up myself.” She said, in very obvious pain.
“Kid. You’re hurt. Let us help ya.” Mccree tries to reason.
“I said I don’t want your help!” She pulls away from him.
“Just let me help you kid!” He says, shouting.
She whipped around so fast her hood dropped, revealing long locks of hair that was black fading into an alive galaxy that moved with her hair. And her glare put Hanzo’s father’s to shame. She was standing and glaring each one of them down.
“I’m 16. I can make it on my own.” She grits her teeth.
“Who ever said you had to?” Jesse asks and her eyes widen.
~reality~
“What happened next?” The boy asks Kaaru.
She smiles and chuckles.
“It’s late kid. Ask again tomorrow and I might remember some more.” She says before putting him to bed in her bed and going to sleep in the chair for the night.
He cuddles up and goes to sleep quickly, eager for the day ahead.
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Okay, I'm supposed to be on hiatus right now but in the last 72 hours I have gotten 30+ asks about why I ship Freddy and Bonnie instead of Monty and Bonnie. Some even began to threaten me.
I don't understand why you think that's okay but then are too much of a scaredy b*tch to not ask it unanonymous. If you're gonna threaten me, mean it. I've had too much of a shit life to take hollow internet threats at face value when the person saying it is too much of a little b*tch to make themselves know.
That being said, it doesn't stop me from blocking you so I'm going to let you see this post and then block you. All of you.
Furthermore, I do not find the appeal in shipping Bonnie with Monty. I will respect that people do but in my eyes they're just good friends. Besides, if any of the anons asking about this had actually read Blended with Love or any of my other books that aren't even in that series, Monty did not exist until after Bonnie and Freddy got married or is a brother to Bonnie. He's close to Bonnie but not in a romantic sense because I personally feel Monty would work better romantically with Sun/Moon/The Daycare Attendant(s).
I will not lie and say at first I wasn't excited to be getting asks about my preferences but after the first ten about the same thing, I felt disgusted that this is what I have to explain myself on and have to deal with stupid threats made by maidenless idiots.
Enjoy your pit of crippling loneliness you limp d*cked anons.
The Beginning part 2
Early in the morning at about 7 Karru wakes the dirty alley boy sleeping in her bed. His brown hair is a mess as he slowly wakes up and heads to the bathroom.
“There’s some new clothes in there for you to put on and some shampoo to wash with.” Kaaru says, looking through her bag for clean clothes to wear.
“Thank you Miss Mcada.” The boy yawns, closing the door.
By the time they’re making their way to a café for breakfast, the boy is asking more questions about the story.
“Kid, do you want me to continue or not?” She laughs.
He nods and she thinks.
“Where was I?” She asks.
“Galaxy hair and K-M-S-M’s broken arm.” The boy says and she nods.
“Right.” Kaaru chuckles.
~storytime~
K-M-S-M tears up and looks away from Mccree, his hand still outstretched. He waits patiently as Hanzo retrieves her gun.
“Just gimme yer hand Kiddo. We’ll get ya healed up and ya can go right back to yer little hidey hole of a room.” Mccree says and that hit her hard.
It hit her so hard she took his hand and he pulled her to her feet. Hanzo returns her gun and she’s led to the lift to get them back to the base. K-M-S-M got her arm casted during the flight and then slept off the painkillers with her dog Toby in her lap, her galaxy hair in her face.
“Did ya see her glare?” Mccree chuckles as he sits with Hanzo.
“It terrified me.” He said simply.
Mccree looked at him surprised. Never once had he ever told him that he was scared let alone terrified. It was unusual.
“Hanny, did somethin’ happen?” Mccree asks, unsure what else to ask.
“My father’s glare was a pillow compared to hers.” He says and Genji looks up from sharpening his katana.
“That’s all fine and dandy but that ain’t what I meant.” Mccree says, pulling him closer to help give him enough reassurance to tell the truth.
Hanzo doesn’t say anything for a moment, considering his options at the current moment. For now Mccree didn’t phrase it as an order, thus giving Hanzo an escape route to not tell his boyfriend the terrifying thing he witnessed from the young girl. But Mccree had put his trust into Hanzo over and over again and he kept making reasons for him not to. Lying on the top of the long list.
He considered it some more before realizing he had been staring at the sleeping girl on the opposite side of the plane.
“Han, did something happen between you and the kid?” Mccree asks and Hanzo gulps. “Tell me what happened.” He states and Hanzo sighs, not having a choice do to the tone in his boyfriend’s voice.
“Her gun had the shimada insignia carved into it.” Hanzo says, shock running through Mccree and Genji like a quickly caught fever.
~reality~
“And then?” The boy asked eagerly, his mouth full of fried egg.
Kaaru laughed and waved it away.
“Finish your breakfast. I’ll tell you after we get back to the hotel.” Kaaru smiles at the young boy who’s pouting.
“Can I ask a question about the story?” He asks, trying to get more out of her.
“Depends on what the question is.” She says, sipping her tea.
“Are these people real?” He asks and she smiles at him again.
“They will be.” She says and the boy smiles widely.
He shovels the food into his mouth, trying to hurry to hear the end of the story. Little does he know that his story has only begun.
Part 1
Chapter 3!
Chapter 4 is coming out Monday as a special treat since it’s my birthday!
Chapter 8!!! Sorry it’s so late to the point it’s not Sunday anymore, I got sidetracked with other things.
Chapter 9 comes out January 1st! Perfect start to the new year!
There comes a time in your life that a mouse threatens you and you take it seriously because that mouse is part of your only support system.
I'm lookin at you @extra-terramisu
Kaaru is having quite the moment.
Be gentle with the young girl. She's only 10.
I made Golden Freddy in my style for Blended with Love.
The pain staking process:
The finished product:
¯\_(ツ)_/¯
No one is allowed to stab my kids but me. (This is a joke)
NEW CHALLENGE
1. FIRST, create a picrew using this maker, and then 2. SECOND take this quiz on how fandom would see you if you were a fictional character. 3 (THIRD) POST YOUR PIC AND YOUR DESCRIPTION IN THE REBLOG!
Bastard (Good)
You’re a bastard. A wet cat, if you will. And we love you for it. You’re a little shit, but in the good way. You are the baddest babygirl. You killed a man, but you looked good doing it. You flirted with the hero and the enemy. All of Tumblr is madly in love with you. Congrats, I guess?
Tagging EVERYONE but especially @magicaltear, @the-beeses-kneeses, @wafflesrisa, @mykingdomforapen, @marbat, @scientistsinistral, @halberdierminister!
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