A big surprise

Overwhelmed by the smell of bacon, I peeked out from the covers to see Tracer, the lovely pain in the ass to Reinhardt mains everywhere, standing in my doorway holding a plate heaped with bacon and eggs. Carefully, she walks towards the bed and sets the plate down before retreating back to the doorway and holding her hands behind her back, beaming from ear to ear.

Still convinced I'm dreaming, I reluctantly sit up and take the plate. Rather loudly, and with perfect timing, my stomach rumbles. Quickly I shovel a mouthful of bacon into my foodhole. "Holy crap dream bacon is good! Thanks Tracer"

"You're not dreaming love." Even saying something as dull as that, she seemed to make it sound happy and full of life.

"I have to be, you're not real" I quickly replied. I began to pinch myself.

"We just appeared here last night. There was a storm in Numbani from some reason... We thought maybe Doomfist was gunna show up. That be co-"

"We?! Who's we??" I interrupted

"Yeah... You're probably gunna freak out again..." Tracer poked her head out the door and motioned for something. Soon after, Woman after woman filed into my room. An incredible likeness of DVa without her mech, walked in hidden behind a confident but confused Symmetra, Mercy followed behind, and finally in came Mei, literally dragging an unwilling Widowmaker behind her.

Seeing that I'm awake, Widowmaker cursed something in French at him, followed by a strong Indian accent asking me what I knows. Quickly, I decide to play along, this was a fantasy after all, so I may as well enjoy it.