One Batch, Two Batch… Penny and Dime. I read her that book every night before this shit. I read it every single night, but, see, that was over now because Daddy’s home now. She looked at me and she begged me, Red. She begged. She begged. I said, “No. Daddy’s too tired, see. But I’ll read to you tomorrow night. I’ll read to you tomorrow night, I promise.” Yeah. Never think that… for her there was not gonna be any tomorrow, see. The last time I’d see her, I’d be holding her lifeless body in my arms. Meat was spilling out of her, Red. The place where her face used to be.
I decided it was time I jumped the skin-swap wagon as well (I’m totally in love with McCree with Sym’s dragon skin! *n*) but it’s also funny how it looks so much like my very first McHanzo art from almost a year ago. And still it is pretty different because, well, it has been a year. Honestly, I’m rather pleased :3 (And I’m a grown up enough to admit I’m weak for this pose)