Overwatch One Shots and Imagines

Tekhartha Zenyatta- Hotdog (a)

The group walked through the streets of with an itinerary of supplies and food to buy, a long list sat in Angela's hand. Reinhardt's hands held many shopping bags with ease, although they crashed to the floor as Reinhardt suddenly and eerily began to stare into the distance. A smile crept onto his face as his eyes stayed fixed on the horizon.

"What's wrong Reinhardt?" You asked, but he failed to respond, instead he just slowly began to walk forward, at that point everybody realised what was going on, a hotdog stall appeared in your vision, squashed between two much larger shops.

"Well..." Angela delicately folded up the list and placed it into her jean's pocket. "I guess we are taking a lunch break... for the second time today.

You walked up to the stand, Zenyatta floated just ahead of you. Rein walked in the opposite direction, a mountain of buns sat cradled in his arms as he made his way to a large bench to enjoy his street food feast that would take many normal people to eat.

"Hey Zenyatta..." The omnic turned around slowly.

"Please... call me Zeny." He lightly bowed from his invisible pedestal.

"Okay Zeny... can I just ask you a personal question?"

"Sure... why not..."

"Can you even eat food?"

"No, but sometimes I like to pretend." He shrugged his metallic shoulders. "I just like to be able to fit in sometimes, Reinhardt will always have what I buy though, he never complains." He turned back around to wait in the line.

"No... I am sure he never does." You muttered to yourself as you turned to look at the gigantic man that was devouring a stack of hotdogs, he had almost finished, and you thought he might come back to the queue, but after the last bite he just leant back, the bench released a large creak and sank a few inches where he was sitting, and he placed his tree-like forearm onto his now round and bulbous belly.

Angela and Fareeha walked away from the stand giggling to each other about something and taking bites out of each other's food.

Zenyatta floated up to the stand and looked at the long list of menu items, he scratched his chin and ran his finger down the list until coming to a conclusion.

"Hhmm... everything sounds so delicious, but can you make me one with everything?"

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Written by Aaron.