#irascibleaussie

Roadhog has been, as normal, mostly unresponsive. Even now their gaze has been locked on nothing in particular, allowing Junkrat to climb over them, braid their hair, and now smothering that mask with affection and a tone of voice that had them a little curious.

“.... I just wanna playfight! I don’t wanna shoot him!”

Dick had found out about the phone call, it had not gone down well. But James had stayed true to his word, hearing from Debbie that the ‘kidnappers’ wanted to meet. 

It took a while to manage to sneak away from his security, but with a few well placed lies and convincing dummies James had snuck away with his new... damages.

(opener for @irascibleaussie)

“Face it, we’re lost.” 

Admitting this was very hard for Roadhog. They had been driving around this vast country of theirs for thirty years or so, and so to find themselves irrefutably lost was a blow to their ego. 

“I am only treating you as such because you are being a brat about it all.” 

So, the Rutledge and Fawkes Kingdoms were joining. Not that the young royals had any choice in the matter, of course. The neighboring kingdoms were joining to make their lands bigger, their numbers larger, and combining their armies for there were whispers of a threat on the horizon. Possibly war. And the best way to become ultimately close with your neighboring kingdom was to marry your children together.

There’d been a grand old celebration when the Fawkes royal family arrived at the Rutledge family home. An impressive castle with a huge forest surrounding it, boars to hunt living in said forest, and an impressive moat full of fish. They weren’t that far from the ocean either, making the Rutledge kingdom a suitable place to connect to given their army of boats on hand 24/7.