I think I gotta hear more about this Hangry Reaper scenario
A secret favorite of mine, that I really need to buckle down and finish! This grew out of a couple of shitposts by @saltytothecore - basically, what if the SEP supersoldiers need to eat a whole lot, and Reaper’s evil because he’s hangry?
Trust me to take this premise and turn it into an excuse for a 5+1 scenario involving as many loving descriptions of food as I can possibly fit in. I had a hard time picking an excerpt, but here we go.
Just as Genji is about to take his first bite, the unthinkable happens: a darkness falls across the door, and Reaper coalesces out of it, brushing aside the noren as he steps into the shop.
Genji freezes for second with his chopsticks halfway to his mouth, before gulping down the bite, grabbing his bowl, and leaping out of the way just as Reaper pulls both shotguns and unloads them into the counter where Genji had been sitting. Out of the corner of his eye he can see Hanzo doing the same. No one gets between a Shimada and his ramen.
Which leaves Genji perched on the counter, his helmet on the other side of the shotgun-inflicted destruction, a hot bowl of ramen in his hands - score one for synthetic hands, he thinks when he sees Hanzo gingerly setting his bowl down in safety and shaking his hands - his murderous ex-boss in front of him, and facing a terrible quandary re: eating his delicious food or being able to throw shuriken.
And then he sees it: Reaper tilts his head, lifting his face and smelling the air like a dog after prey.
Genji catches Hanzo’s eye - trust me - sets down his ramen, hops down to stand on the floor, and bows slightly to Reaper.
“Will you join us?” Genji asks, politely.
It’s a stupid move. It’s incredibly stupid, and he deserves to get shot for it, but long-forgotten memories are surfacing of Reyes and his unexpected foodie tendencies.
“We can continue this fight afterwards,” he says, encouragingly, when it’s been almost a minute and Reaper still hasn’t shot him.
There’s another long moment of silence, during which Genji stares down the barrel of Reaper’s shotgun (the other one leveled at Hanzo, who looks like he wants to strangle Genji) and mourns his ramen noodles, which are surely soggy by now.
Reaper holsters his shotguns, crosses his arms, and clears his throat.
“What do you recommend?” Reaper asks, in a raspy growl, and Genji forgets for a moment that he’s not hiding behind his mask, and grins like a crazy man with the sweet, sweet feel of success.