MERCY GOES TO THE MOVIES PART 1

MERxcy GOES TO THE MOViES

MERCY WAS ALL HEROESO NVR DI AND REZZED WINSTON  AND HE WAS ALL BRUH I’M BORED LIEK WANNA DO SOMTHING AND SHE WAS ALL YEAH SURE WANT GO BOWLING?!
WINSTON LOOKED DOWN AND SHUDDERED.
“I CAN’T GO BOWLING LIKE I USED TO.”
MERCY THEN REMEMBERED THAT HE BROKE HIS GLASSES LAST TIME AND HE GOT MAD AND KILLED EVERYONE THERE AT THE ALLEY.\
“OH.” MERCY SAID.
She stood and contemplated the options. She then remembered a new attraction that just opened in the town. A movie theater! Perfect. Gorillas love movies.
“How about we go to the movie theater?” She said while smashing in the skull of an approaching Reaper with her medistaff. Winston’s eyes lit up.
“That would be fantastic! I’ve actually been looking forward to the new Warcraft movie released this week,” he said as he quickly disposed of the Reaper’s corpse in a nearby pile of dead Tracers, “When are we going?”
“How about now?” She asked, looking down at her wrist. Which didn’t have a watch on it.
“That’d be excellent!” Winston turned around to the Widowmaker behind him up on a ledge. “Hey, would you like to see the new Warcraft movie, too?” She looked him dead in the eye, lowered her rifle, and said
“Yeah sure.”

Together, they left the battlefield, leaving the other three team members alone to die. Mercy called dibbs on front seat, and Winston shoved himself into the trunk. Widowmaker got into the driver’s seat, but suddenly gasped!
“What’s the matter?!” Mercy asked, sitting up in her seat with her pistol at the ready.
“These windows… This windsheild…” Her eyes were shrouded in darkness as she pulled down her recon visor. “It’s time to go Windowmaker.”
Widowmaker pulled our her Windex and microfiber cloth and started cleaning those windows like nobody’s bizz. Mercy was amazed that she could clean all the glass in the car in a mere two minutes!
After the cleaning, they then drove the newly shined Ferrari to the theater, which was just across the way from the orphanage and city jail. They all got out and shoved candy in their clothes as to not be caught by the theater staff. They felt like drug dealers! How exciting. If only their life was this exciting everyday.

They walked in the theater and were greeted by a friendly employee wearing a ski mask.
“Hallo!” Mercy said as they walked in. “Three tickets to Warcraft, please?”
The employee stared at the three with a creepy smile on his face.
“I don’t sell tickets,” he said.
Mercy blushed. HOW SILLY OF HER.
“However,” the man said with a grimace, “That man over there does.”
They all looked over to see a skinny, weak, undeserving morsel of human trash standing behind a counter with neon lights pointing to a sign that stood beside it. ‘TICKETS SOLD HERE,’ it read.
They walked up to the counter, and instantly laughed at the young man’s hat, which looked like it was manufactured in 1940 or something. What an idiot! He even wore a one-sided headset and dogtags to complete the moronic appearance.
“Three tickets to Warcraft, please!” Mercy said, holding out her debit card.
The boy snatched the card from her hand and mumbled about how he heard her when she yelled it to the other employee.
“Wow, what’s wrong with him…?” Winston muttered as he watched him angrily print the tickets.
“There’s a lot of things wrong here…” Windowmaker said as she nodded her head towards the bloody pile of entrails being cleaned up by a large russian janitor. However, no entrails mattered if they could see the movie.

...Or so they thought.

As they made their way to the screenroom, they heard a call from behind them.
“Ni Hao!!” Chills of terror went down their spines.

...Mei.

Suddenly, the bloody entrails didn’t seem strange. It was all explained.
They all turned around uncomfortably and saw the fat little bun-wearing Chinese psychopath skipping towards them with a large smile on her face.
“Oh, uh, hi, Mei,” Winston said, fixing his glasses. “It’s, uhh, good to see you.”
“Oh, yes! I am so excited. I can’t believe you guys are here, too!” She exclaimed, bouncing with excitement. “This is really going to be great! I’ll buy the popcorn!” They watched as she ran away to the counter, pointed her ice gun at the employee, and came back with a bucket of extra buttery popcorn. “Let’s go!”
They walked in silence past the ticket guy to the screenrooms and slowly took their seats in the back of the theater. They tried to avoid eye contact with Mei as much as possible. They knew her evil soul behind that bun…
But mercy was determined to make this trip special! She would have a good, friendy old time with friends no matter what insane Chinese woman joined. She took a leap.
“Hey, Mei, could I get some popcorn?” She asked.
Mei stared back into her eyes. The room became cold.
“Yeah, sure!” She said, and happily bounced over the bucket of popcorn to Mercy. Winston was secretly relieved to see the popcorn in Mercy’s hands, as he was actually starving, not having eaten anything since watching that Star_ video and eating breakfast. As they ate the popcorn, they thought about their previous fears of Mei, and how, maybe, she wouldn’t be so cold to her own team… She seemed friendly enough, right?
The previews started, and everyone settled down. It seemed like this really was going to be a great time for the Overwatch friends, when suddenly…

A SKELETON POPPED OUT!!!

Mercy took out her pistol, Winston his giant gun thing, Windowmaker her Windex, and Mei her blueberry slushie pop as Merasmus flew across the opening scene, burning the fabric of the curtains in his wake.
“WELCOME… TO THEATER FORTRESS TWO!!!”