steddie dads part 1:
they have a daughter named alex, who is 13, and very nosey.
steve, who is folding laundry: do you ever wonder if the upside down still exists?
eddie: i mean, obviously it still exists. a dimension can't just disappear, can it?
alex: what's the upside down?
eddie: well-
steve: it's a game! that we used to play with aunt robin and auntie nancy!
alex: im not stupid.
eddie: she's got a point, steve. maybe it's time to tell her?
steve: no. we talked about this already.
alex: pleaseeee dad? I'll... put the rest of the laundry away!
steve: no! end of story. go do your homework.
alex: please?
eddie: steve.
steve: eddie, we talked about this a while ago. i already said my answer.
eddie: she's old enough! alex is smarter than both of us combined! she's smarter than henderson sometimes! that says a lot.
alex walks away, accepting defeat.
steve: i know she's smart. that's not what im worried about.
eddie: then, what's stopping you?
steve: she'll be traumatized! the town she's known her whole life, will be turned into this.. nightmare!
eddie: you're still having them?
steve: i... yeah.
eddie: you should get a therapist. i've told you this a million times-
steve: and tell them what? that i have nightmares about a different dimension?
eddie: then, talk to me! or to alex! um.. remember last halloween when we stayed home because she was sick, and watched the entirety of the saw movies? she was laughing! which, i think we should be scared about, but that's not the point. come on, steve. tell her. i bet it'll make you feel better.
steve: i want to keep her safe! what if.. what if he comes back? and she knows, so he goes after alex? what then?
eddie: he won't. just trust me.
steve: fine. but if she can't sleep tonight, you're staying up with her
eddie: alex!
alex: i finished my homework, and cleaned my room. will you tell me now?
steve: come sit down.
alex: it's not that serious, right?
eddie: do you want to start?
steve explains everything. the good, the bad.
he can still see it. like it happened yesterday.
as his eyes begin to water, eddie places a hand on his shoulder.
that's always been their way of comforting each other.
or a small kiss on the forehead.
alex:
steve: i know. it's a lot to take in.
alex: that's...
eddie: it's what?
alex: why would you use fire in the first place? if it hurt the monsters, it would obviously hurt Vecna, but you cut have decapitated him in the first place. that would have been much easier. you said he used his mind to get into other people's heads?
steve: .. yeah.
alex: then, logically, you could have just went with that in the first place. what rank was he?
steve: rank?
eddie: alex.. this wasn't a d&d game.
alex: mhm.
steve: it happened. in real life.
alex: so, you're telling me that you actually killed him? Vecna?
eddie: yes.
alex:
steve: we aren't trying to scare you.
alex: so.. you were actually cool?
steve: woah, woah, woah. im still cool!
eddie: steve, your idea of risky is going 5 miles past the speed limit. im still cool but...
steve: BUT WHAT?
eddie: maybe you used up your cool-ness in highschool. it happens.
alex bursts out laughing.
steve: DON'T LAUGH! I'M STILL COOL! I'M VERY COOL! I LET YOU STAY UP PAST YOUR BEDTIME LAST NIGHT!
alex: dad, that isn't cool. but it's nice knowing that you haven't always been so... strict.
eddie: you think this is strict? he treated your uncle dustin like his own kid. even drove him to his first school dance.
steve: he had no one! his mom was working that night.
eddie: it's alright. i think it's cute. your mother instincts.
alex: ew! im going to bed. you two are disgusting.
steve: goodnight! i love you!
alex: im 13. you have to stop saying that stuff.
steve: so, you're an adult now?
alex: im not a kid anymore.
eddie: if you aren't a kid anymore, then i guess you don't need a ride to school tomorrow.
alex: if you want me to freeze to death, walking to school, that's on you.
steve gives her a glare.
alex: what?
steve: go to bed.
alex: it's not even 10:00 yet!
steve: you have a test tomorrow. have you even studied?
alex: i don't need to! it's easy.
eddie: what's the square root of 12?
alex: there is no square root of 12.
eddie: oh
steve: alex.
alex: i promise. i have this in the bag!
alex walks into her room and shuts the door.
eddie: she shouldn't be smarter than us.
steve: how do you not know square roots?
eddie: do you think i have time to remember square roots?
steve:
eddie: do you know square roots?
steve: just leave it alone.
eddie: ha! i knew it!
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domestic vegaspetemacau thoughts incoming.
vegas keeps a picture of pete and macau in his wallet for sure. they are his lockscreen. if pete had a photocard, vegas would keep it in his phone. his password is something related to pete (therefore macau regularly gets into his accounts). vegas probably commissions a huge painting of pete or the two of them together OR the three of them together or ALL of these because he is such a lover loser (txt starts playing)
yknow how kim kept chay’s little polaroids and the move ticket and all that? vegas keeps all their little things too. he secretly takes pictures of pete and has a whole album for them. he keeps every tag from a gift he got from pete. you can’t prove nor disprove me on this but vegas regularly writes love letters to pete. does he give them to him? who knows but either way, he writes him letters because his feelings overwhelm him so much, he needs to let them out.
they have a picture of the 3 of them on their fridge, the magnet they use to pin it was bought on their first vacation together. they leave e/o lil notes on the fridge to each other every day, such as “i love you 💙”, “don’t forget to eat ❤️” and “take a jacket, it’s cold outside. ily”. they do these little things for each other, like vegas making them breakfast every morning, pete packing macau and vegas lunch, macau organizing family nights with movies and board games, all three of them grasping at any semblance of regularity, of a normal, domestic life.
macau is a skater boi TM so he nags pete until he agrees to try it out n turns out he’s very good? macau is impressed, “damn, you’re much better than my brother,” and he’s even more impressed by how strong, fast and smart pete is, “how did my lame ass bro score someone as cool as you?” vegas def sulks a little because HEY i used to be the cool brother? i raised you hello?? but macau just sticks out his tongue and cuddles up to pete (all while holding vegas’ hand it’s okay he’s a cuddly clingy boy)
while i’m here, i think macau definitely idolizes vegas to a certain degree, he’s the only role model he’s ever had but he’s a brat so now that he has pete, too, he can allow himself to tease vegas and poke fun of him (it makes him happy that he can make pete laugh, too, and he can see the grin on vegas’ face, even if he tries to hide it with a grimace). macau’s just a funky little boy who wants to be loved, he wants to be part of a loving, caring family for once in his life. pete would give his life for him and not just because of vegas, not just because he’s vegas’ little brother, but because he actually cares for and loves macau, and macau can feel it. pete makes sure to show him how precious he is and how loved he is, by both of them.
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