Shocking
Mako had been holding their finally snoozing toddler daughter and Angela had been cradling their new baby boy, the dog by their feet, they were just about to put the little ones to bed and enjoy some cuddling... when their thirteen year old daughter kicked open the front dooe and came running into the room, shouting about how, âI did it! I finally did it!â while holding her cupped hands in the air.
Waking her little siblings and making them cry.
âOh, shite! Uh, I mean Shoot! Sorry, Willi! Sorry Ben!â the preteen cried,as she flung her bracelet off and the little ones floated up a bit and began rocking in the air. They seemed to calm a bit at this and the toddler looked at her elder sister with a squinty eyed pout.Â
âSo what did you do?â Mako asked as Angela collected their younger children from the air and pulled them to her chest. âLightning Bugâ smiled broadly, revealing a retainer as she finally opened up her hands, where a tiny metallic thing sat in her palms before she carefully transferred it to one hand and tapped the side of a glass bottle she had attached to her hip. The metal speck became a floating light at the sound, âI finally made a mechanical firefly!â she cried proudly as it slowly made itâs way around the room, hovering over the babies but managing to stay just out of their reaches.Â
âImpressive.â Angela cooed.
âHuh, itâs pretty small,â he said, impressed as he reached a finger towards it, â howâs ya get it to...â Just as he got his hand close enough, a shot of electricity shot out of it and towards the hook still strapped to his side, âOuch!â he hissed.
Angela gasped. Willi started to cry at the sight of her father getting hurt and Molly looked horrified at her creation hurting someone she cared so much about as she cried out, âDaâ!â But Ben? Ben watched carefully as another bit of lightning seemed to come out of the little light and hit Bobâs collar, making the dog yelp and jump backwards from it.
âBob!â Molly cried as she grabbed it with both hands, âGotch-AAAHHHH!â she cried, her open mouth revealing sparks jumping around her retainer as her hair stood on itâs end in all directions.
âMolly! Spit that out!â her mother commanded, indicating her retainer. Molly did, the metal tooth arranger still sparking on the floor as her hair flattened out, electricity still sparking between her cowlicks as she gasped out, âThaâ wasnâ supposed ta happen...âÂ
âPut thaâ thing away!â Mako commanded, making Molly wince a bit, she was already upset that her invention hurt her family, but it made her feel even worse that her dad called her hard work simply a âthingâ as she gently tapped the glass on her hip again and opened her hand to reveal that the light was out.
âSorry.â she said softly as she cupped both hands over her failed firefly, her eyes starting to glaze over with tears and her body quaking, ââm really sorry... I... I didnâ know it would do thaâ...I-I...â she managed before running out of the room with a sniffle. Mako deflating a bit from guilt as she did so before collapsing back onto the couch.
âFuc-dge.â he groaned. Angela carefully placed the little ones beside him and gave him a kiss on the cheek, letting out a yelp when she got shocked.
âHer fireflies have quite the spark!â she said, covering her lips.
Mako paused for a moment, then let out a snort of laughter.
âMako?â She called, surprised by the sudden snort.
âSparks.â He repeated, âLoike lightninâ.â he explained. Upon seeing that his wife still did not get it, he decided that a further explanation was necessary.
ââEr Junkername is âLightninâ Bugâ.â Mako snickered, âWhy are we surprised thaâ âer fireflies shoot out lightninâ?âÂ
Angela pondered this for a moment before smiling broadly, âIt is quite fitting.â she chuckled.
Makoâs eyes widened as he looked at his wife, ââN now thaâ I think âbout it, she does want ta join Overwatch ân havinâ little lightninâ shootinâ bugs could help her have an edge over thâ other applicants...â Angelaâs eyes widened as well and the two smiled excitedly at each other.
âIâll calm down Molly!â Angela exclaimed.
âIâll call Rat ân Sat!â Mako cried.
The two looked at Bob, âBob, you watch Willi and Ben!â they said in unison before Hog ran into the other room and Angela climbed up the stairs.
Bob looked at the little ones and sighed. Maybe these little humans of his would be less weird than the rest of his humans he thought as he looked at the two little ones.
Willi seemed confused as she tilted her head and sucked on her fingers, but Ben... Ben seemed curious as he looked at his eldest sisterâs no longer sparking retainer on the floor.
Molly looked up at her younger brother incredulously from her spot in the workshop, âYou want me ta make ya a what?â she asked.
âGloves that shoot out lightning.â He said, his deep voice still sounding weird to her, as he hardly spoke and she was still so used to the voice he had when he was little.
âYeah, okay, why?â she asked flatly.
âI need a weapon if I want to join Overwatch.â he said with a shrug.
âBen, yer sixteen. I mean, I made Williâs specialized hook ân helped Mum make âer a healinâ staff, but she was eighteen when I made âum. Eighteen, as in, thâ age ya are when you can join Overwatch.â
âYou made your bugs when you were thirteen.â he pointed out
âThaâs different!â she said sternly, her expression faltering as she looked at the table top, which was covered in her newest batch of lightning bugs, âI.. I didnâ know theyâd do thaâ when I foirst made âum.â she admitted bashfully.
âYou learned how to shoot at age eight.â He reminded her.
âI was beinâ hunted down by a bunch of psycho scientists ân Talon!â she cried, frustrated, â I had ta know how ta shoot! You donâ!â
âIâm not asking for a gun, just gloves. That shoot lightning.â
She scowled at him.
âThatâs all.â He assured her.
Her scowl deepened.
â Please.â he pleaded softly.
She let out a long groan as she turned back to her desk, âMumâs gonna kill me fer this...â she murmured. Ben wrapped his arms around her neck, being careful to bend over so he wouldnât pull on her neck too much due to their height difference, âThanks Molly!â
âItâs Bug at work.â she said sternly. But it didnât take long for her to gently ruffle his hair, âBut yer welcome, Ben.â
If you donât know who Ben and Willi belong to by now...
Wilhelmina is @glampyraâs
Ben is @the-inline-rexâs
Molly and Bob are mine. MINE.
Mercy and Roadhog are Blizzardâs.

















