“That sounds like an absolute load of hogwash!” Torbjorn said before taking a swig of his drink.

“It may, but it is true my friend,” Reinhardt said with a little laugh before looking to Brigitte, who shrugged as she looked up from looking over Bastion who was too busy focusing on Ganymede to care about anything else.

“You expect us all to believe that the four of you along with Widowmaker, Reaper, Junkrat, And Roadhog all got transported to another universe filled with magical talking ponies who have their own society and you fought with them to stop not only the other four but also rock monsters and changebugs…” Lucio said from his position across the room.

“It’s ChangeLINGS Lu, the only looked like bugs...well part pony part bug anyway,” Tracer said as she walked past Lucio and sat down in her own chair.

“Well, for one thing, your medical reports make it a bit more believable,” Angela says as she hovers over Genji who knows better than to protest getting looked at.

“A vacation it was not,” Genji muttered and laughed to himself a little remembering the vivid and colorful yet brief adventure.

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After returning through the portal to their world, Reaper and Widowmaker had managed to have an escape plan set up and waiting for them somehow. They got away while Junkrat and Roadhog stayed put, saying that they were too tired and that they just wanted to rest for a bit before they had to break their way out of another jail cell. A little later they managed to get picked up by the rest of their ex-overwatch buddies who managed to get there before any proper authorities.

Everyone was now resting and recuperating as best they could while trying to explain what happened and how unbelievable it all was.

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“What I don’t get though, was why the only ones who weren’t transformed were Winston and Bastion?” Hannah asked from her position in a lounge chair opposite Lucio. “I mean I get Bastion since he’s an omnic but that doesn’t explain Genji fully since he’s part machine as well.” She thought before taking a sip from some neon yellow-green drink.

“It is a difficult phenomenon to wrap one’s head around I agree, But for now I think I’ll find something else to think about for a little while,” Winston said and everyone chuckled before everyone fell into a bit of silence. It would have been a silence that lasted a lot longer if a blue portal didn’t suddenly tear through reality right in the middle of the room. Everyone jumped to attention and managed to have a weapon ready in seconds but were left to wait as the portal just shimmered in the air.

“Uh...so is it supposed to...you know... do anything?” Lucio asked taking just a slight step back.

“Well, when it happened to us it wasn’t like this. It was a bit more….explode-y.” Tracer told him. Whether she knew it or not though her words seemed to have an effect as when she stopped speaking the portal shimmered. Everyone went back on the defensive again as it seemed to coalesce and get brighter before the shapes came out in a flash.

Tracer was the first one to be able to see after that as she saw the shapes move and managed to see three set of eyes lock onto her.

“Tracer?” Three young voices spoke and for half a second she tensed up before a thought in the back of her mind went, wait a minute I know those voices! “TRACER!” the voices shouted but this time it was accompanied by movement. And although she was generally considered the fastest of the crew, her speed failed her this time as whatever it was crashed into her, although she had to admit it was a very soft whatever.

Everyone else’s vision fully came back just in time to make out what happened, that Tracer had just been bowled over by three small girls. Everyone who wasn’t tracer and the three girls looked at each other in surprise and didn’t know what to do as Tracer was being mercilessly hugged.

“BEEP” Bastion was the first to do anything, as one of his eyes lit up and then became a projector. Everyone who wasn’t currently pinning down Tracer looked over to the wall where the only “proof” of the group's adventure was being displayed. Winston, Bastion as well as several ponies who looked like Tracer, Genji, Junkrat, and Roadhog stood grouped up with a bunch of other colorful ponies, all of them looking just a little tired, haggard and battle-worn.

“I’m failing to see the connection here,” Pharah said looking at the picture and then back to Tracer and the girls who managed to hold on as she managed to start uprighting herself.

“Bwoop,” Bastion pointed at the photo before he started to move closer to the photo, having put it on one of the rooms holo-screens. Everyone watched as when he got to the screen he pointed to three small individuals. And then over to the three girls, people’s gazes followed as he went back and forth a few times between the photo and the girls to make his point.

“Apple Bloom? Sweetie Belle? Scootaloo?” Tracer asked as the girls finally let go of her, she stared down at the girl who just looked up at her, beaming. She watched as the finally looked at one another and each took in a deep breath. Tracer couldn’t exactly tell why but when she saw them taking a breath her hands shot straight to her ears before it happened.

“CUTIEMARK CRUSADERS OVERWATCH DIMENSION TRAVELERS!!!”*

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*As it turns out in the overwatch dimension, glass makers thought that they had come up with a product that would stand up to most things. They did not plan for interdimensional travelers who scream reached a higher sonic pitch than anything else know in their dimension

Author's Notes:

why the hell did I wait so long to do this? eh, not totally sure always working on something else blah blah blah. hope you like a small wrapped up ending...sort of.

Don't think I'm gonna follow this up though. if anybody thinks they might want to and has something feel free to send me a DM.

Now to work on other things!!!!!!