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robinonadderall ([personal profile] robinonadderall) wrote2014-02-16 09:45 am
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A Denny's On the Mainland | Sunday Afternoon

Apparently Derek had been blessed (heh) with other children, so it was up to Stiles to keep Claudia happy for at least part of the day. It was easier than he thought it would be, especially if he kept his own issues out of his head. He didn't want a repeat of yesterday.

So he was sitting at a table with his daughter, letting her eat her way through a stack of pancakes while he read over texts he had gotten from Derek. "I think Der--uh, Daddy's on his way here. Something about being mad at me letting you ride in the jeep...wow, wait until he finds out I let you drive it."

It was just around the parking lot! And she was only steering, he was working the gears and pedals. Perfectly safe.

[For the baby daddy and his children. And anybody else if you want to be at the nearest Denny's, sure. It's the haven of dads who don't know what to do with their children iirc from my childhood]

[identity profile] cawcawwerewolf.livejournal.com 2014-02-16 05:04 pm (UTC)(link)
Talia offered a hand to Claudia for a high-five. "Nice one, kid."

[identity profile] alurkingphase.livejournal.com 2014-02-16 05:05 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hey, there's the food!" Petra said as several servers brought out enough to feed a small army.

Or three werewolves and two teenagers.

[identity profile] moretrauma4dads.livejournal.com 2014-02-16 05:08 pm (UTC)(link)
Claudia returned the high-five (even if she wasn't sure if she liked Talia) and then bounced in her seat a little at the prospect of more food. They must have spent a fortune in groceries every month.
justlurkinghere: (:[)

[personal profile] justlurkinghere 2014-02-16 05:11 pm (UTC)(link)
They might need to order more, Stiles. Think about that.

"You are not allowed to do that when we actually have her," Derek hissed. Because he could make a promise of making that future real into a threat somehow.

[identity profile] cawcawwerewolf.livejournal.com 2014-02-16 05:13 pm (UTC)(link)
Talia didn't even wait for it all to be set down, snagging a plate out of the server's hands to start downing it. She'd practically been fasting at Kitty's place, after all.

"He's a fun dad. And hey, he's probably not on TV, shooting people. Congrats."

[identity profile] alurkingphase.livejournal.com 2014-02-16 05:14 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well. Avengers," Petra muttered, digging into something that was obviously not fruit.

[identity profile] moretrauma4dads.livejournal.com 2014-02-16 05:17 pm (UTC)(link)
"Your dad shot people?" Claudia asked. That seemed like sort of a rude question to ask so she followed it up with, "My grandpa has a gun so I think he's shot people too."
justlurkinghere: (sighing maturely)

[personal profile] justlurkinghere 2014-02-16 05:20 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm not crazy overprotective."

He was just going to ignore how both Petra and Talia were choking on their food as they laughed at that one. Because they were rude and traitors.
justlurkinghere: (talking at you)

[personal profile] justlurkinghere 2014-02-16 05:27 pm (UTC)(link)
"It's a high bed!"

Just picture him with a baby, Stiles.
justlurkinghere: (why you gotta break my heart?)

[personal profile] justlurkinghere 2014-02-16 05:33 pm (UTC)(link)
Rude, Stiles! Now Derek was making that sad face as he watched Claudia stuff her face like she was starved. Even after eating a pile of pancakes before.
justlurkinghere: (actual puppy Derek Hale)

[personal profile] justlurkinghere 2014-02-16 05:43 pm (UTC)(link)
Derek nodded at that, forcing himself to look away from his fake future kid and down at the food.

He just really wanted family, damn it. Deal with those issues, okay? Deal.

[identity profile] cawcawwerewolf.livejournal.com 2014-02-16 05:44 pm (UTC)(link)
"Trying to eat here," Talia chimed in. "No playing footsie unless you want some puking."
justlurkinghere: (that's right bitch I'm right)

[personal profile] justlurkinghere 2014-02-16 05:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Derek snorted at that, politely tapping Stiles' leg back. And ignoring the groan of disgust from Talia.

"Eat your lunch."