junker queen x reader (follow my lead)

a slight problem

                  i sighed as i listened to Ana and D.va argue about who should get the spare part they found a day ago. "ey, yo, its a large piece'a metal, cant'cha just i dunno... split it in half?" i groaned as they turned to look at me "D.va ya only need half to fix a hole in ya mech right?" she nodded ashamed and looked away "and Ana ya only need the other half for that desk ya making, just split it, lordy" i grumbled lifting my hand up to examine my finger-less glove. "sorry (y/n)..." D.va sighed "i guess i didnt think of it that way..." "me neither" Ana gave a lighthearted laugh "you know (y/n), sometimes i think YOU would make a great queen. after all, you don't just tell us finders keepers or let us kill each other for it" Ana split the metal using a saw and gave D.va half and D.va turned to look at me.

       Ana went to her room and D.va sighed. "(y/n)... she is right you know.... so many other junkers agree with her too... you would make a better queen then the one we have right now... you always come up with a solution to problems... and you still know how to fight... when you are done finishing you're Mech i want to teach you how to use and maintain it... okay?" D.va asked smiling. "Course, i'm sure ya can teach me 'ow ta pilot a Mech mighty fine D.va" i said giving her the happiest look i can. truth is? i'm stressed as crap, i been up all night working on B03E and its been driving me nuts.

       i sighed and leaned back as D.va left the room. i took this time to reflect. our Queen was cruel but i had to admit i ave taken a liken to er, she has n attitude and i love it, she looks awesome and sharp, and may or may not totally be my type. yep, i was completely gay for the queen. i got up and grabbed my pocket knife stuffing it in the pocket of my yellow-brown sweatpants that had a leg tore off. i stretched and walked out the door making my way to the bar. i stopped to talk to some friends along the way. 

i walked up to my friend veno, he has a lot of scars and doesn't take peoples crap, not even the queens, quess that's why were friends. "ey, wassup veno?" i asked smacking his back in a friendly manner. he chuckled "not much" he grumbled flipping a bronze colored coin he found a few years back, his 'lucky coin'. "still carrying that thing round eh?" i chuckled as he gave a short nod and smiled in response. "well, i'ma be on mah way, see'ya veno" i said and continued walking i finally got to my destination and walked in lazily. "well, well, well, look at who decided to show her face" i heard the queens voice hiss.  

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