“Ah, woulda look at the time? It’s high 4:34! Goodbye!”

“Cause you all die all the time! I’m sure you save some, right?”

“Sure, sure. How about a couple of hats for us dashing rogues?” Junkrat gave his best smile. They had to have extra hats. “Besides, you wouldn’t want someone thinking we’re still on the job hunt!”

“Well, I know we didn’t make it official, but I’m pretty sure you implied that Roadie and I are honorary members!” There has never been anything said that was even remotely close to that. “Though, if you want us onboard, we’ll need badges… or uniforms!”

“What time should I be there?”

“𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎’𝚜 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚟𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚖: 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚜!”

It makes your brain rattle, feel fuzzy, and then you’ll be good to go! Don’t worry, it works like a charm! Trust me! (He blinks one eye at a time.)

m m m m m m m tide pod….

Just have Roadhog give it a whack! That usually makes mine stop hurtin’!

That’s just gas, mate!

He gave his best smile, leaning back and letting out a long whistle. “Not planning nothing! Wouldn’t dream of it while we’re bunking with you lot! Just playing around with some ideas!” And playing around with some explosives.

“Oh, uh,” he begins, sliding over ever so slightly to block the view of a new bomb. “No reason. Just, uh, wanna tell the time. Got an important appointment I can’t miss!”

“Anyone got a watch? I need t’ borrow it!”

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//: this is without a doubt the worst layout I’ve ever made but here we are