I've been wanting to do an AU little kid Kevin/Macy friendship thing for a while now. There's this picture of Kevin on photobucket from when he was like...eight or something and he's a total nerdlet. The kind who would get beat up on the playground. (No offense Kevin, I love you and all, but you were a nerd. But so was I...and still am.) Anyway. Macy is totally the type of kid who would stand up for all that B.S. and punish the bullies even if she was twerpy.
Thank you angellwings for egging me on to finish this.
Seven-and-a-half year old Macy had just climbed the ladder to the tallest slide on the playground when she saw the big kid pushing around a smaller boy with a lot of curly hair on the far side of the playground, behind the tunnels.
She frowned. That was so not fair. She didn't like it when people laughed at her lisp, and she didn't like it when she saw other people being bullied, for any reason. She'd fix this.
She took off down the slide, and ran as fast as she could towards the kids. When she got closer, she got the tiniest bit scared.
Of course it'd be Kirk Williams picking on the other one. Kirk was the meanest bully ever. And she'd know because her big brother had had his own problems with him. Squeezing her hands into fists, she got a little closer.
"Kirk. Leave him alone," she ordered, even though she was shaking.
Kirk looked up from the kid he had just pushed to the ground. He grinned evilly before taking a second look at her.
"You're Jamie's sister, aren't you?" he asked. She nodded. "Thought so. You're tiny, just like him."
Macy narrowed her eyes. "My brother'th not tiny."
"Well, you would think that, being such a shrimp."
"Leave her alone, she didn't do anything to you," said the other boy.
Kirk turned back around to him. "Was I talking to you?"
"N-no," he stammered, taking a step back.
"Well, then, don't get involved," he ordered, cracking his knuckles. Kirk turned back to Macy. "Same goes for you. Stay out of things that don't concern you. Like this kid."
"You gave my brother a black eye. After that, anything you do concernth me," Macy said, crossing her arms.
Kirk narrowed his eyes and let go of the kid. He stepped towards Macy.
Macy's eyes widened and she backed up.
A little too far.
She tripped over the platform behind her and fell.
Even though she got up immediately, Kirk snorted and waved his hand dismissively. "Girls are useless."
"You're the one who'th utheleth," Macy said hotly. She had noticed that Kirk's victim had gotten up and was sneaking up on Kirk.
"I'm not a tiny little girl with pigtails and a lisp and no front teeth."
"I can grow out of the lisp. You won't stop being a dummy."
The boy caught her gaze and smiled before shoving Kirk from behind, but the bigger boy didn't even budge. He just turned around and picked him up.
"This your girlfriend, Lucas? That why she came over here?" Kirk asked him.
"No," he said, wriggling. "I've never seen her before."
"You defended her just now," Kirk said.
"Because you were going to hit her."
"And now I'm going to hit you. Funny how that works, huh?" Kirk asked.
The boy, Kevin, whined and tensed up as Kirk drew his fist back.
Then...he fell to the ground.
He heard a shout and a loud girl's voice yelling, "You are a meanie and a bully and a jerk and evil and thtupid and a bad, bad perthon!"
Kevin opened his eyes and was shocked to see the girl had leapt on top of Kirk and was hitting every inch of him she could manage.
Somehow Kirk managed to throw the girl off of his shoulders and dropped her next to Kevin. One of her pigtails had fallen down and was uneven with the other, which would have made him laugh if he wasn't scared of Kirk.
"I knew you were a sissy, but I didn't know you had to have a girl fight your battles for you," Kirk said to Kevin.
"I'm not a sissy!"
"You couldn't even push me over."
"Not hith fault you're fat," Macy said scathingly, throwing a dirt clod at Kirk's head.
"Maybe you should date her," Kirk said, rubbing his head. "She's way tougher than you'll ever be."
"Shut up, Kirk," Kevin said, his face going a little red.
Macy's mouth dropped open as she stared at Kevin in shock. Kirk blinked before looking at Kevin in anger.
"What did you say?" Kirk asked with a growl.
Kevin's eyes went wide and he gulped, but took a deep breath. "I said, shut up, Kirk."
"Oh, you're in for it now, boy," he said, grabbing him. "And when I'm done with you, your little girlfriend's gonna get what's coming to her."
"She's not my girlfriend," Kevin protested.
"Then you shouldn't stick up for her."
"Why?" Kevin had been taught to stick up for people who were being bullied, no matter what. It didn't matter if the person was a boy or a girl. It was the nice thing to do.
"Because it's lame. And you're not really sticking up for her because she's sticking up for you, which is even lamer."
"Tho a girl can't thave a guy from a jerk?" Macy said, throwing an abandoned wiffle ball at Kirk's head.
"Yeah. It's lame."
"You obvi-obvithi-clearly haven't theen Mulan, have you?" Macy asked.
"Girl movie," Kirk said. "Now shut up, little girl, so I can deck your dorky boyfriend."
"He'th not dorky and he'th not my boyfriend."
"Yeah, yeah," he said dismissively. "You're next, so don't move."
Macy stared as Kirk drew back his arm again, preparing to punch Kevin in the face. She quickly stood up and drew her leg back, kicking Kirk in the knee, hard.
Kirk dropped Kevin again and grabbed his knee, hopping around in pain. Kevin crawled towards Macy and tried to pull her towards one of the tunnels, but—
"WHAT'S GOING ON HERE?" shouted a grown-up voice.
Macy and Kevin jumped as a teacher walked up to them.
"They jumped on me! And she kicked me!" Kirk whined.
"Tch. Grow up, Kirk," Macy said, rolling her eyes. "You were picking on thith guy and then when I tried to thtop you, you tharted picking on me."
"Is that what happened, Kevin?" the teacher asked in that voice all teachers have when there's tattling going on.
Kevin nodded wordlessly, a little scared to talk.
"Okay," the teacher said with a nod. She looked sternly at Kirk. "Mr. Williams, come with me." She put her hand on Kirk's shoulder and began to lead him away when she turned back to Kevin and Macy. "You two alright?"
They looked at each other. "Yeah," they both said with a shrug.
"Okay, well, the other recess teacher is over there by the benches if you need her, okay?"
They both nodded.
The teacher walked off with Kirk in tow and Kevin and Macy looked at each other again.
"Thank you," he said, fidgeting.
"Thank you, too," she said softly.
"What's your name?" he asked.
"M-Macy," she said, proud that she hadn't lisped while saying her name. "…and you're Kevin?" she said, tilting her head.
"Yeah."
"How old are you?" she asked.
"Nine. Third grade."
"I'm…th-th-seven and a half," she smiled. That was twice now that she had managed to sound out the 's'. She tugged on a dandelion that was poking out of the ground. "Th-th-thec-grade two." If there was a way around saying words with 's' in them, she'd use it. Her speech therapist didn't like it. She looked back at Kevin. "Did you think it wath lame that I tried to help you?" she asked softly. Poop. And she had been doing so well.
He squinted and bit his lip. "No…I thought it was brave. Because you're tiny and a girl and Kirk's really big, even though he's only a year older than me."
"Mulan wath tiny and a girl and th-she thaved all of China."
He smiled. "Guess I'll have to see it sometime."
She smiled back, not caring about her missing teeth. "You thould. It'th my favorite movie bethideth Beauty and the Beatht."
"I like Toy Story better," he said, kicking at the mulch. Their knees bumped and he looked down. "You're bleeding," he said, pointing at her knee.
Macy glanced down too. "Do you have a band-aid?" she asked.
"No...but the recess teacher might."
"Wanna go athk her?"
"Yeah, come on," he said, helping her up once he was standing.
They walked over to the benches and asked the teacher if she had any band-aids.
"For which one of you?" she asked.
"Me," Macy answered.
"Hmm..." she said, picking through her first aid kit.
"I can only find this Batman one right now, sorry. We're restocking the kits this afternoon, so if you need another one tomorrow, I'll be good for it."
"That'th okay. I like Batman," Macy said.
The teacher smiled. "Alright, here's the Neosporin. You think you can take care of it yourself?"
Macy nodded eagerly. "I do it all the time at home," she said, pulling up her sleeve and showing off her bandaged elbow. "Thee? I got that when I fell climbing a tree."
"That's nice, sweetie," the teacher said, giving Kevin a look of 'please watch this child so she doesn't break her neck,' a look he got all too often being a big brother of two.
He tugged the Neosporin and band-aid out of Macy's hand as she sat on the bench. She whined.
"What?" Kevin asked.
"What are you doing? I can take care of it," she said.
"Just let me do it, okay? I owe you for the Kirk thing."
"But..." she whined and adjusted her lopsided pigtail.
"Yeah?"
"If Van Dyke thees a boy putting a band-aid on me, I won't be able to play bathball with them after school." She pouted. "He thaid I played like a girl latht time."
"You are a girl," Kevin said, confused.
She crossed her arms and glared at him. "It wath an inthult. I'm not gonna let Van Dyke inthult me. He hath a thtupid name."
Kevin laughed. "You sound like my brother Joe."
"Joe's your brother?" she scoffed. "He's in my clath. And alwayth following Th-Stella around. Like into the bathroom."
"Yeah. I know," Kevin said. Joe claimed girls were gross but apparently Stella wasn't a girl. He tilted his head. "Can I put the band-aid on you now?"
"Fine," Macy said grudgingly.
Kevin put the Neosporin on her knee, followed by the bandage. Macy looked down at his hands as he applied them both and bit her lip. This was weird. She looked up at his hair instead. That was less weird than looking at a boy's hands.
"You got mulch in your hair," she said with a giggle.
She leaned over to brush it out and Kevin grabbed her wrist.
"What are you doing?" He looked sort of scared.
"Getting it out for you?" She looked at his arm. "You have a th-scrape too," she said, pulling his arm closer.
The other recess teacher came back from helping a kid off the top of the monkey bars. "Hey, you two, I found another band-aid. It might be more to your liking. It's Hello Kitty," she said, holding it out.
"I don't need the band-aid anymore, but he needth one..." Macy said with a small smile.
The teacher smiled at her. "Whatever," she said with a laugh as she got up and walked off.
Kevin leaned away from Macy who had a kind of scary smile on her face. "I'm not wearing a girl's band-aid."
She glared at him. "Thtut up. You have a boo-boo and you need a band-aid."
"You're not gonna kiss it, are you?" Kevin asked in disgust. Macy wasn't bad for a girl, but he still didn't want her to kiss him.
"Ew!" Macy recoiled. "Only momth are allowed to do that."
"You're going to be a mom someday."
She stared at Kevin. "Did I make a big deal when you put the band-aid on my knee?"
"Kinda."
"I had a good reason to not want you putting a band-aid on me. So stop being a baby and let me fix you," she ordered, pushing him onto the bench.
Kevin pouted as Macy dabbed the Neosporin on the skin near his elbow and put the pink, flowery, Hello Kitty band-aid on him.
"There," she said after a moment.
Kevin stared at her before finally muttering, "Thanks. Again."
Macy smiled as he continued looking at her. This was weird. Girls didn't stare at him. All of a sudden, she gave him a playful shove.
"What was that for?" Kevin exclaimed.
"You're it!" Macy shouted, laughing as she ran off. Kevin stared after her a moment before chasing after her.
There's totally a second part to this. xD Putting it up AFTER I GET THE FINAL CHAPTER OF WIHMM POSTED.
