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[Closed] Day(care) Dreamers
Your name is Dave Strider. Usually you'd start this by saying how cool you are, but that's not actually true. You aren't actually all that cool nor do you actually care. You're old enough to have graduated college but you never went. You just can't really do this people thing, which is why it's so surprising as to how you got your job. You're a daycare worker at some place in the richer area of the city. Kids love you. You have no idea why. It's really weird, but you're not going to try and make a big deal out of it. You get paid well after all. Even though it's your main income, you actually do fairly well with your website. You DJ and you release original music on it and it makes pretty good money. Enough that if you ever lost your job, it would still support you.
You kind of grew up as this really tall, skinny shit. It's your damn metabolism and the only reason you aren't as skinny as you are is because your Bro made sure of it and you actually work out when you have time. That doesn't help with you being paler than any Twilight vampire and being assaulted by freckles. Also your hair kind of freaks people out or everyone thinks you dye it or something. Whatever.
It so happens that you're waiting for the last kid to get picked up. You're still trying to figure out how on Earth Rose somehow became a mom, but whatever. Apparently someone else is picking the kid up today and he's waiting for that person to do so. Seriously, it would be nice if they weren't so late.
You kind of grew up as this really tall, skinny shit. It's your damn metabolism and the only reason you aren't as skinny as you are is because your Bro made sure of it and you actually work out when you have time. That doesn't help with you being paler than any Twilight vampire and being assaulted by freckles. Also your hair kind of freaks people out or everyone thinks you dye it or something. Whatever.
It so happens that you're waiting for the last kid to get picked up. You're still trying to figure out how on Earth Rose somehow became a mom, but whatever. Apparently someone else is picking the kid up today and he's waiting for that person to do so. Seriously, it would be nice if they weren't so late.
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He feels so extremely bad right now and he's tired. He's so worn out, he's not even sure he'll be able to make it back to his apartment. But he will keep his safe driving skill to the max while he's taking that precious child home, just making to his own home seemed a little difficult.
"I need directions from the intersection in front of the Quick Mart about five blocks away from the Daycare."
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"We can head back to my place since she has stuff here anyways and I can drive you two back to your car and things are going to be easy as cake. I got to head out soon anyways, so it's not like I'll mind."
He also has a box with stuff in it for Rose because Rose either keeps having shit sent to his place as a joke or because Rose purposely leaves stuff at his place as a joke.
It's really just some passive aggressive friend ritual they do.
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"I'll just call Rose when I get to IHOP and tell her we're keeping Lily for a little while. I mean no harm in letting her have the cake at the Baskin Robins, or I could get us something while we're at IHOP." John totally had enough money for that now that he thought about it. His gas tank would suffer for a day or two and then everything would be peachy keen.
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The line goes dead right after as Dave hangs up. He shoves his wallet and phone in his pockets before ushering Lily to get her shoes on and out the door. They'd get her stuff after since the silly girl wants her stupid ice cream cake.
Why does she want an ice cream cake? I mean, sure, he fucking loves ice cream cake as much as the next guy who loves them, but what the hell. Ice cream cakes are expensive.
He makes sure they get there safely, holding Lily's hand the entire time.
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John pulls into IHOP and walks himself over to Baskin Robbins. He didn't see Dave or Lily inside so he takes a moment to sit on this bench and recollect his thoughts once again before seeing Dave. He was certain that this Dave Strider was THE Dave Strider from his childhood, he had to be! John remembers the fight more vividly than he wanted to. It was an awful feeling to remember. John and Dave had fought over something as trivial as whether going to High School was worth it, and how people would make fun of Dave's looks. At that point John had never seen a picture of Dave, and Dave had caught glimpse of John once when they voice messaged over Pesterchum (he had accidentally turned the camera on).
Somewhere amidst his thoughts Lily is slapping his knee now and pointing at the door. John takes the notion to look up- oh man. "Hey."
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"Lils. Go pick out a cake from the freezer so I can buy it." It wasn't until the cake was paid for and the box securely in the small girl's arms did Dave really address John. "Sup. Sorry for making you go drive all around the city. I wasn't freezing my a-behind off at the daycare and I couldn't drop her off at home. Not that she's complaining. She's got herself an ice cream cake out of the ordeal."
Except now she's demanding they go back to Dave's place. Someone sure is high maintenance today!
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"It's cool man, I think she's got something up her sleeve though. Haha, look how excited she's getting." John takes one hand, Lily of course reaching out for the other. If someone were paying attention to this little episode it would seem like Lily was John and Dave's child really.
"I'll call Rose when we get back to your place, I told her I would bring her back after IHOP and Baskin Robbins, but a little longer away from home shouldn't be too bad on her."
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When they get back to Dave's apartment, the girl automatically demands for candles. The apartment is surprisingly clean (at least everywhere that isn't Dave's actual bedroom). At some point though, while Lily is carefully putting candles into the cake, Dave just stops. He stops and stares at the calender on his wall.
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Lily picked out colors Dave would usually wear, she also picked out what she said was Dave's favorite flavor. He looks to check on Dave who is staring blankly at the calender. Oh. Today is circled.
"Everything okay Dave?"
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Lily didn't seem to mind, putting all the candles out. Dave doesn't seem to say anything else, and lights the candles himself, before Lily makes him sit down in front of it and whines to John that they had to sing happy birthday for him.
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Lily demands now that Dave blow out ALL of the candles and make a big happy birthday wish. She doesn't want Dave to tell though since if he did it would never ever come true. She's also asking how old her favorite preschool care taker is because he needs to have a proper celebration of his age.
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"One demand at a time, Lily. I'm twenty-one. Now I'm more legal than I apparently was at eighteen."
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"I have an idea Miss Lily." She brightens up of course. "How about Dave and I walk you back to my car and we take you on home, and if it's okay with the birthday boy we can take him with us." She seems to like the idea of hanging out with Dave longer, and refuses adamently to take his cake because it's not her either of her mommy's birthdays!
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There was very weak protesting from Dave. He knows at this point that once Lily wants something, she wouldn't stop until she got it. By the time they've packed up Lily's bag, the cake is safely tucked into his freezer, and Dave has gotten his coat and everything on to go out. "Had to tell her it was okay that I would come. You just had too." There was also a box tucked under his arm. The name was addressed to Rose Lalonde but was his address.
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"Well, she likes you. Plus I have to take you home now anyways." John is pleased with himself as he zips Lily's coat and put her little hat on her head securely. "Now Lily you have to hold my hand and Dave's arm when we cross the street."
This was again looking like they were the parents, endearing indeed.
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It's funny how damn chatty he usually is, but how dead silent he has been since being in the presence of John. It's ironic. Not the good kind of ironic. At the very least, he can talk to Rose and tell her how she's ruining his life.
But for now, he just makes sure Lily doesn't trip and fall or nothing bad happens to her on the way to the car.
Well, he was going to get drunk tonight, but guess that isn't happening. Oh well.
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They arrive at the car and John let's Lily in the car to buckle herself up in her big girl seat as usual.
"You're alright with me driving you back, right?"
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"No, J-Egbert. I don't want you to drive me back so I'm just going to walk all the way back. This is a wonderful idea to do in December. Of course it's alright. It's not like I have a choice. Going against a pampered child raised by those two? I knew it was a bad idea to let them adopt."
He hates everythingggg.
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"Well, I was just checking since you seem to have some sort of weird hesitance around me!" John is throwing that out there. "Rose and Kanaya are wonderful mothers, really. But I swear to goodness they've made her into a child genius before she's even ready to graduate preschool."
John is unsure of everything right now.
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Whatever. Just drive! He really doesn't want to talk about this.
"She's going to graduate college by the time she hits her double digits."
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"She's going to make all of us really proud. I heard Lily learned her ABCs faster than anyone else and everything. Such a smart girl." John felt like he was raising her as well anyhow and it was kind of nice ot have her in his life. It would be nice to keep Dave in his life as well, but how awkward would that be to tell him that?
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Dave remembers that. Partly because he helped her learn them. But he doesn't say that to John. The little girl had basically attached herself to him the first day they met. He ended up babysitting her a lot when they needed one because she wouldn't let anyone else babysit her.
He just hoped this wouldn't last too long.
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John lets her out of the car and beckons Dave to come along with them, Lily is knocking on the door and giggling uncontrollably. She did have one heck of a day and she really should be tired! But she is a big girl, she can go to bed when ever she wants to! John is going to try and act like everything isn't awkward between he and Dave while Rose is outside, she would psychoanalyze that shit in a heartbeat and pinpoint exactly who was feeling what in this not friendship.
Whatever Rose was up to was backfiring at the moment.
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Kanaya just speaks pleasantly to John while Lily babbles about her entire day. Dave seemed to have already disappeared off. It's minutes in before Rose emerges, and apparently Dave. The two are speaking quietly, and Dave actually looks like he's frowning. The box is still tucked underneath his arm, but it looks like it's been opened now. Rose just seems to smile pleasantly, despite the upset expression Dave has.
Dave's expression slowly changes to a more defeated expression and it seems he gives up with whatever conversation they have, moving back to in front of the door, near John.
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John just glances at Dave for a moment, what is he hiding behind those sunglasses? What is he hiding from John? He needs to know. John was absolutely going to find out all the answers he needed to know tonight, if not he was going straight back to Dave's house everyday until he found out. Wow okay, maybe not every day that sounded really stalkerish of him.
"Dave, I need to get home and eat dinner. You cool with going now so I can take you home?" John looks to Rose. "Thanks for letting us borrow Lily for the evening. She's always a jewel to have around."
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