Academic Achievements

Bob sat at the desk along with Sombra sitting sideways on his lap, they worked together on their new pet project.

“So you're telling me that, Doomfist aside, only Moira O'Deorain would be only capable of figuring out that something is wrong, right?” Bob asked for clarification.

“Yep!” Sombra nodded, sparing him a smiling glance while working on gathering the necessary data, her hands roaming the digital holo display. “I always had to be careful myself, while my schemes are hard to track, someone as smart as Moria could easily sniff them out if I wasn’t careful”.

“Hmmm… Someone of her cunning and intellect could both pose a reat and be a great ally. I think we can’t approach her directly, right?”

“Yes, I already thought about it, her intellect is her greatest weapon, si?” Sombra asked with a confident smirk waiting for Bob to nod before continuing. “So why not just claim that?” Bob blinked a few times trying to figure out what Sombra meant before she turned the digital screen to show Bob a stack of digital papers, all of Moira’s diplomas, scientific achievements, patents, all reaching back from present to her earliest education. “Would you mind signing a few papers~?”

It took a moment for Bob to comprehend what Sombra meant but first thing he did was reward her with a firm embrace using his one arm and a kiss on her lips, electing a slight yelp from her possession. He then picked up the holo pen and started signing off on all the papers.

Later that day, Bob entered Moira’s lab, thanks to Sombra’s hacking, in the system he was sent there. He dialed the lab’s intercom and was wordlessly let in after showing his pass allowing him to enter. To make sure every base is covered, Bob wore his nametag clearly visible.

As he got closer Moira, she clearly spared a glance of the man and his nametag. She gave him an inquisitive look, beaming with superiority looking down at an underling that, by all fairness, Bob was.

He approached her and she gestured at him to stop just in arms reach. He then cleared his throat nervously and handed her the tablet he was carrying. “I was sent with some files for you to look through.” He extended his arm with the tablet.

Moira reached out and snatched the tablet from his hand with grace and hurry, not moving her eyes from whatever she was working on until she brought the tablet to her line of sight and began to read. She raised her eyebrow at first, surprised at why would anyone want to look through her diplomas until she noticed it. A signature. Her eyes widened as she saw every single piece of proof of her intelligence was signed “Bob Wattson’s”. She then looked back at the man, left speechless for the first time in a long while. The name on the tag added up with the signatures. She just glared with disbelief at Bob “How could I not realize that you own all of it…”.

“Well that happens, I just came here to say that you aren’t allowed to use more than hmmm…. 40 IQ worth of your intellect?” He said with a smug grin.

Moira’s expression softened a little, but still showed shock, that was now turning into fear as she felt her mind fog as if a set of hatches, doors locked out part of her mind , the analytic, the cunning, the scheming, the knowledge was being locked away from her. She gripped her head in panic, dropping the tablet.

“P-please no… I am, I am like nothing without my smarts!” She slurred, barely able to speak as she looked up at Bob, who’s grin widened.

“Hmmm… Since you are nothing without your ‘smarts’, does that mean I essentially own what makes you.... You?”

“Um… Eh… Like yes, totally!” The difficulty Moira had comprehending what Bob said just deepened her panic.

“Well then, Since I basically own you through your intellect, will you do anything I ask in return for being able to use my intellect?

“Yes! Totes! Just let me use it again! I can’t take it anymore!” She answered hastily.

“Fine you may use my full intellect” Bob answered, seeing light return to Moira’s eyes as she collected herself.

“Th-Thank you.” Moira answered, shaking off the last bits of her shock.

“Now, just to make sure we are on the same page. If you ever displease me, I am taking back MY intellect, all of it, understood?

“Crystal clear…. Sir.”

Now, with his ‘intellectual property’ secured, Bob could put it to a good use...

A/N: Thank you so much for all the great feedback. I know I said I would let the poll run till Friday but the awesome discussion and suggestion I received made me want to jump straight into it and get the words flowing. Once again, thank you VERY much for all the encouragment and inspiration. Now... For another question, I have seen some Tracer discussion for later chapters. I am thinking that ****-like approach sounds great but I think we could get Emily involved somehow, which aspect of Emily would be worth claiming?