@PequenoCarcayu Peso for your thoughts, little sister. *slipping his hand into hers, natural as can be, he thrumbed his thumb rhythmically over her knuckles and smiled, tugging her gently forward* You want to come up to the roof with me and Daisy? We're gonna count stars.
@PequenoCarcayu --*a delighted baby squeal welcoming them as they crossed the threshold, he beamed proudly at Judith, tiny legs flexing and bending to send her Jumperoo into an erratic bounce* *his back to @PequenoCarcayu, he bent to the baby* *nonchalantly* You miss your grandpa too, huh?
@PequenoCarcayu -- *quietly* This guy Negan has No. Idea. the storm that's gonna come crashing down on his head. *side eyeing the pint-sized fighter, his brow arching* Maybe our story will be as good as one of your dads. --
@PequenoCarcayu --but Jazz is a really good artist. *pushing up to a stand still holding her hand firmly in his, he spun back toward the comm room* C'mon, let's say goodbye to Judith. She's staying here with Doctor Liz and Declan.--
@PequenoCarcayu *his smile morphing into a wide grin, he snorted out loud, and bumped his forehead to @PequenoCarcayu's * Yeah, well... this book isn't gonna be anywhere /near/ as popular as your dad's books, --
@PequenoCarcayu --you and your dad... my /family/ go out and fight alone.
No.
Way.
*brows lifting, he raised her small bloodied hand to his mouth and kissed her knuckles* You're stuck with us, kiddo. It's what families /do/.
@PequenoCarcayu --But here's the thing. You're part of my family. I already asked Jazz if she'd draw you and your dad together, for my book because I want you to always be with us, part of our lives. So... there's no way I would let --
@PequenoCarcayu -- bouncing on the balls of his feet at eye level with the tiny hero* I get that you want to save everyone, and fight so that nobody else has to get hurt. Honest, I get that... *exhaling a slow breath, thoughtful, he bit his lip, meeting her eyes* --
@PequenoCarcayu *head bowed to the tiny warrior, he studied her fierce expression quietly, and nodded, giving her hand a gentle squeeze, dropping to a crouch in front of her* I get it... *nodding, he gave her a small smile,--
@Lethal4ATwinkie@NoSafeHaven_ -- from nowhere. The iconic soundtrack blasting from their ancient television set, the smell of homemade popcorn, and soda and beer, his mom and dad, and Shane, all laughing* You're /kidding/, right? *grinning* Of /course/ I've seen it. "Who you gonna call?"
@Lethal4ATwinkie@NoSafeHaven_ --the space between #Tallahassee and his dad clear. Unable to keep his cheeks from coloring at the question, he nodded, turning a wide, bright-eyed smile to @NoSafeHaven_ as the sudden memory flew at him--