((Shimada coffee? Yeah the boss is back! He must have spent his time off working on his baking because I mean look at that cheesecake! We keep selling out! ~Bambi))
*Bake Sale*
Sojiro: *sitting in a pta meeting, the babies asleep in the stroller beside his chair, Hanzo, Mccree and Olivia playing with the other kids*
Teacher: The next topic on our list is our annual bake sale!
Sojiro: bake sale? *looks around confused as the snobby soccer moms begin to whisper about him*
Teacher: Oh that’s right this is your first year with us mr Shimada! Well to put it simply the parents all make a baked good to sell and raise funds for the school. It’s a very fun event, face painting, a bouncy castle, and a petting zoo! *hands him a flyer* this should explain everything but I’m happy to help where I can!
Karen mom: if he can even read it... *giggles shrilly with the other moms*
Sojiro: Says the one who turns up drunk at morning drop off. Didn’t you run over your own child’s foot last week?
Karen mom: *glares at him* Oh and you’re so high and mighty are you? What exactly are you going to bring then huh? Some wacky asian rice cakes? As if anyone would want to go anywhere near your table!
Sojiro: anything I make will be miles above that crusty burnt log of a meatloaf you brought to the school picnic last month. *stands up and walks to the door pushing the stroller with him as Hanzo, Mccree and Olivia follow*
Karen mom: *pissed off and very frazzled* s-says the man who dresses like a whore! *gesturing to his very trendy street clothes*
Sojiro: *glances back at her with a cheeky smile* Oh thank you for noticing, your husband thinks so too~ *flips her the bird before leaving with his kids*
*That night*
Sojiro: *standing in the kitchen, everyone else in bed while he works on cakes, refusing to give those bitches a reason to talk bad about him as a parent*
Gabe: *woke up realising Sojiro wasn’t in bed yet, half asleep* soji? Gatito it’s 2am, come to bed.
Sojiro: I can’t, the bake sales tomorrow.
Gabe: bake sale? Just put a bunch of store bought cupcakes on a tray like everyone else does.
Sojiro: No. I’m not going to cop out and give them an excuse to mock me further!
Gabe: them? Mock you?... Soji what happened?
Sojiro: *sighs and explains what happened at the pta meeting* I want to make sure it’s good. They made fun of my culture and said nobody would come to my table. I know I shouldn’t let it get to me but-
Gabe: No no, it’s okay cariño. How much longer do you think you’ll be?
Sojiro: another half hour maybe?...
Gabe: can I do anything to help?
Sojiro: ...sit with me and talk?
Gabe: I can do that all you want baby~
Sojiro: thank you, love.
*Bake sale Day!*
Sojiro: *walks in holding a bunch of trays stacked ontop of each other while jack and Gabe take the kids to get their faces painted* ... *glances around looking for his table only to see they’d put him in the furthest corner almost out of sight* fucking assholes... *glances at the soccer moms all staring from their tables trying to see what he’s brought* ... *sighs and walks to his table to set up*
*a few moments later*
Sojiro: *staring proudly at his set up, cake stands stacked with cupcakes, watermelon macarons painted with food colouring to look like little watermelons, huge chocolate chip cookies, and a jiggly cheesecake topped with strawberries* hm. *looks around to see all the mothers staring slack jawed at his table* is this ‘wacky’ enough for you? *snickers watching them all look away frazzled*
*A few hours later*
Sojiro: *completely sold out, packing up before everyone else* Maybe I should have made more?
Jack: are you kidding? You’re the only table anyone’s bought anything from!
Sojiro: I am? *looks at the other tables to see them looking sour, their trays still full and almost untouched* I gu- *looks around at the people in attendance and counts several Overwatch and blackwatch agents* Gabe, Jack, Explain yourselves.
Jack: we. Might have told everyone you were baking and nearly half of the base evacuated to get here.
Sojiro: *watching reinhardt devour the half of the cheesecake he’d purchased* so you didn’t order them to come her-
Gabe: I mentioned your cheesecake and he flattened me running through the door.
