Baby 76 (OverWatch x Baby!Reader)

•Tracer And The Cookies•

It was raining out, and your dad was on a mission, which made you upset. Even being a little baby, you never understood why he left for long period of time (missions), but this time you were left with Tracer, and you really weren't happy. Fussy even. You wanted your daddy, and he was busy, away, probably taking down some Talon agents. Who knows?

You sat on the carpet in Tracer's room, gently playing with a stuffed animal Jack got you. You cooed sadly as you thought of your dad. He's been away for two weeks, the longest ever he was away from you. Not even Mercy could cheer you up, so all hope was left to Tracer, who was already bubbly and happy.

"Aye, love." Tracer smiled and beamed next to you. "Do you maybe wanna play?" She asked, scooping you up into her arms. You hugged the plushie in your arms, and then held it up to Tracer.
"Dada." You cooed softly, with a hint of sadness in your voice. Tracer pouted a bit, wanting to cheer you up. You were such a cute little baby, and she, being an great older sister, didn't want to see you upset.

"Hold on a second." Tracer put you down and beamed out of the room for a moment then returned. She had something behind her back, and carefully sat down next to you.  "I got us something." She said softly. You looked up at her with big eye.
"Dada?"
"Something almost as good~" Tracer held up a cookie jar. Not any cookie jar, the one Jack made with you that one time you went to that Pottery Paint place. It had your little paint scribbles on it, since you wanted to help him paint his as well.

"Dada!" Your face lit up, remembering that the jar belonged to him.
"That's right! And you know what's in it?" Tracer asked, grinning ear to ear. "Dad's cookies are in here! The ones he keeps in his office! The good ones!" Tracer took one out and held it out to you. A double-stuffed Oreo. You happily took it and started to chew on it, beaming happily. Tracer giggled and ate one herself.

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Jack returned from his mission, and went to Tracer's room to see his two girls. When he opened the door, you and Tracer were curled up, with cookie crumbs all over your faces, and his jar half empty. Jack shook his head and laughed, slowly closing the door.