A/N: OHIO Everybody! I've been doing well if anyone's noticed jajaja. I was speaking to one of my friends on Tumblr and she adored my recent story of LuClive (Let's Learn to Waltz) and they draw the pairing as well, so AHHH I can't wait to write my stuff and see if they draw anything in response lmao (we've already talked it out to tell you all the truth). Oh wait! I have another thing I haven't been doing, and can any of you guess what it is?
Reader: "You haven't been updating any of your other stories!"
Me: Ding ding ding. They got the correct answer. Besides the fact of writer's block, I also have college to attend to and not only that, I've been having some difficulties in staying on one single major until I transfer, and I've failed a few classes so that'll be a delay for my transfer. I do put school first, but at the same time I get my ideas and small fic drabbles but I never know how to put it into stories, but with my attempts I do get some things done. Sorry for the slowest of updates especially those of you concerned with Mother Pairing Drabbles. I'm not SO busy now with only a few classes but I can't be putting work out for later, like I have been doing.
Other than that, I do have one thing in mind for another chapter in MPD. It's like a small poem (not sure if I should make it longer but) involving Ness and Paula... Anyone want me to write it and make it longer? If so just PM me, or write in the reviews if you all wish for me to do so. Anywho, say hello to this drabble fic(s) of LuClive! Honestly thank you all for reading my stories and for the past two years I've put more than what I thought I'd make of stories lol. Please enjoy, write a review if any and I'll see you all in the next updates! Ja ne!
"I'm telling you, it's not a matter of I want my teeth cleaned, it's the matter of I don't want to go, Clive!" Luke gritted through his teeth, hiding in what seems like the most clever spot he could ever fit in.
It isn't every child's dream to go to the dentist for the sake of getting a clean mouth and the such, but not only was it frightful waiting in anticipation to get your name called, you also heard the screams of other children inside. To Luke that's how it ALWAYS sounded, and he wasn't sure if they pulled teeth out on purpose. The better for them to hear the agony of children and watch them squirm in the plush seat.
Out of all days, besides it being every six months someone needs a cleaning, today couldn't be any worse if it wasn't for the weather. The six monthly routine for Luke, and most likely for Clive since he was prepared to go (and Flora recently got her driving license!) Went by in Christmas then the next was planned in June. Luke despised that timely fashion because half of his jolly would disappear in December, and so would his summer vacation. Clive knew it was a struggle to get Luke to comply and Flora would wait even longer.
It wasn't Clive's fault they bought a large home, outside in the valley, but it was no wonder it took him forever to find the boy. Way too many crevices for him to hide in, but he got his exercise that way. He mentally groaned to himself at his munchkin tapping his sandal to the kitchen floor. He wore a green polo with white cargo shorts, and black sandals, so his skin wouldn't burn from the scorching sun outside.
Luke is already ready, practically the same attire as Clive, but his shorts were that of a sunset. Cowering below the kitchen sink, he held on tightly to the drain, hoping the elder wouldn't cram himself in and take Luke by force.
"Luke, you can't be a bigger pain than you are now! If we don't leave soon, Flora's going to have our throats!" he scolded lightly so he doesn't scare him any more than he is now.
"So! Let her have my throat! So that way you can't hear me scream to humiliate myself!" he said turning his neck back and forth.
"Please child all kids have fears of the doctors and dentists, it's not just you!" he reasoned with him. Only eight years old, he understood logic ten fold.
"But they don't have as many cavities as I do now! The gifts they give out at the end of it all is just tooth floss, paste and brushes!" Luke stuck his tongue out at so called presents. Those are things he has trouble remembering to do, the floss being the main problem. Luke never saw a problem with the stuff, but just watching the gunk after it comes out your mouth is disgusting.
Pinching the bridge of his nose, Clive didn't see any other option to get the boy out. Their appointment was in less than 15 minutes, and he had already brushed his teeth in hopes of having a positive outlook for Luke to follow his footsteps.
Some pitter-patter of of legs made their way into the kitchen. Besides pitter-patter they were more like stomps that mimicked the sound. It was their 2 year old Saint Bernard. 'Bark bark!' she eluded then proceeded to huff as usual.
"Yes, Anais I know, Luke is being a bit stubborn." The dog whined, letting her head stick into the lower sink compartment. She licked all over Luke's face, causing him to giggle and scrunch his face at his companion.
"Alright, girl alright! That's enough! I'll come out then, just so this nightmare can end." He let Anais scurry back to give him room, tossed out his sandals and out he crawled like the little insect he was.
"Best we don't take hats out my boy. Not in this heat, or our hair would get singed under them!" Clive meant to take Luke's hat, and put it onto one of the hangers right near their front door. Luke didn't mind agreeing with that, the both had tan skin but neither was going to risk getting sunburn on their head. Luke hugged Anais' neck, her head nuzzling his cheeks.
Putting on one sandal, then the next Clive took the spare keys that hung above a huge potted plant, waved bye to their family pet and locked the door.
What animal, let alone plants otherwise, could survive such a heat wave? Geography class taught them that the desert was the most horrid place to be in, only reptiles could live their. Any warm blooded animal that stepped foot there, would insatiably burn and fizzle away, to dance in the wind.
Flora wasn't parked too far from the house, rather she was letting the car go by itself, but thankfully she had her foot on the brakes.
"For goodness sake's Flora, slow down or you'll hit a turtle!" Clive smugly and sarcastically said, opening the door to the front. Luke wasn't too far from behind, practically running just to escape the heat and enter the wonderland of a/c. Both were happily in their places, save for Luke who was mostly jittery awaiting his time to the location.
"Oh, put a sock in it Clive! You two were taking forever, so I might as well have headed out into town on my own, and you two would have to reschedule!" she scolded the other adult. She had shopping she needed to do, both in retail and groceries. Dental appointments weren't on her lists, but they lived in the same house, only one car even if Clive can drive, but no other source of money to get one more. Flora never cared for type of car, just so long she kept herself and the others safe, and temperaturely controlled.
So, she softly pressed her foot on the gas pedal, and they went gliding right onto the dirt rood leading into town. They lived merely a mile out, but they did see a lot both to and from. Valleys on the left and right, the sunshine would give dazzling displays of auburn and violet from time to time.
After their home, was a forest of some sort, leading to a terrain of mountains most likely. Buzzing through gates going into town, it was no wonder Flora was a wiz at driving. Though when she was calm, everything seemed to be fine. When no one is on the road, she puts the pedal to the metal. She wanted to feel the car rumble and become one with the vehicle.
Luke still had his mind set on whether he should run back home, or hide once more in the waiting room. But so many eyes there watching the front desk, the children playing, others on the TV set, he wouldn't be lucky. Just thinking about stepping into the back of the office gave Luke a bad case nausea, but he could control it, not a problem. Waiting game would have to be played twice on this day, and it made him a nervous wreck.
One building after another, he could tell they were getting closer since those buildings were familiar. Office buildings, state of the art gym, some form of school for technology (he might enroll their one day) a place to take karate, art school, the healthy underground that sold healthy sandwiches, anything you could name of. On some occasions, to Luke's right he Clive and Flora would go to the Descole's Cafe in order to have their rounds of miniature cakes and instant, but not too strong coffee.
No wonder living out in the wide open provided so much space. The more for them to have outdoor activities, and they can just hop in Flora's automobile and off they went for refreshments. This eased Luke's anxiety, if not a tad bit until their arrival. He picked up on Flora and Clive's conversation, snapping him out of his mind.
"Flora, if you were to learn any language in the world which would it be?" Clive suggested, looking at a nearby Mc'Hershels.
"Huh. Come to think of it, I don't have a preference to learn any, but if there was one, it would have to be... German." she says looking left and right for cars as the light turned green. German sounded like an exquisite language for everyone to learn about, and Flora actually pronounced a lot of things with the small 'echkk' in the back of her throat. Amusement filled the child about having to hear his best friends having to speak in such a tone. What would it be like?
"I say Flora, what a cccchwonderful day we're having aren't we?"
"Why yes Clive, I do hckkkcinsist today is quite the lovely one. Wccckhy don't we take Luke out for a swim?"
"Splendid idea-chkkk!"
He had to put his head in the cup of his hand to stifle an outburst of giggles at such a thought. Oh how embarrassed he would be, especially if he had to go to parent-teacher conferences. Going into the fourth grade didn't sound too much of trouble. The average good student, A's and B's here and there. They go past one of the most well known hotel, owned by Flora's parents. Reinhold Rest House it's called. So many people came for vacations, no wonder Flora could afford a house. Clive's job involved him being a 'hacker' for security when a breach goes by in any of their facilities, and was paid a little more than the fair amount. Together he and Flora could buy Luke gifts, and appliances to keep them all stable.
The building is literally in a couple of turns away, making the wait to his appointment shorter. It didn't even looked pack, that's for sure! Just a small location with a whole lot of parking space, but barely no car in the vicinity.
"THE CLOSER WE ARE THE BETTER!" Flora's eyes twinkled as she screeched. Clive and Luke knew what this meant. Time for Flora's rampage driving.
She could already feel it now. Clutching the wheel in between her palms, the gas pedal ready to get smashed into and eyeing the clock as it counts back from 10. The twinkle manifested into how the heat wave outside was. Dangerously spicy, and a tiny yet menacing smile under her nose. Clive took hold of the passenger arm rest and the door handle, whilst Luke rolled himself into a ball in hopes that no body parts out, the less the impact and damage.
5... 4... 3... 2... 1... GREEN.
Slamming her foot against the gas, the tires shrieked in place making smoke fill the air making the road on this position even hotter than it was five seconds ago. Anybody could just come along and crack a couple of eggs on there and lunch would be served!
She zoomed straight half a second, and made a sharp left turn to the next lane. The boys grunted under their breath but at any moment they could scream like there was no tomorrow. They smacked the left side of the vehicle, and now the most worrisome of the end of this drive. The insatiable and crude 270 degree U-turn.
Flora must get the lust from somewhere, or it's just the heat that's made her extra risky today. She zipped from the lane, hearing the tires shred once more on the pavement and she could almost feel the thing come to a complete halt when she parked. Luke ended upside down, however safe and sound in his seat belt. Eyes a bit dizzy, but he was fine nonetheless. Clive was similar, where his body was literally laying face down into the seat.
*Click!* went the keys and Flora spoke back to her usual chirpy self. "Well wasn't that fun! Now then let's go in!" She said unbuckling her seat belt. Both boys were breathing heavily, not ready to even hop off the car. But things had to get done so one by one the climbed off. Shuffling their way to the front door, upon the doors shifting a/c blasted through their faces, making goosebumps stain their faces.
"Good afternoon! Please sign in and have your money ready if you need it!" A male receptionist said over his desk. The three waved, and Flora went to sit. Luke feels the surroundings closing in on him, and grips Clive's hand.
Feeling a bit apprehended, Clive looked down at the boy, feeling the shivers run from Luke's to him. Oh the poor boy, he thought. Anticipation is worst when you are a child. Hoping to calm him down, a gentle squeeze and they both walked to the front desk.
"Luke Triton Dove!" he exclaimed, writing down the current time. Four in the afternoon. Maybe they could go out to get a little snack to eat. Who knows maybe something sweet before dinner... Which might be at around nine.
The receptionist, named Carl, clickety clicked his name into the system. By the looks of it, he was having a hard time finding the boy's name. Mega Dental wasn't so much a popular place, but they had a bunch of clients with the name Luke even spelled as Lucas for most.
Luke scanned the place seeing it as just a regular dentist office.
Clive received word from Carl that Luke does have an appointment today, and they went to sit with Flora. "Luke, let me see your mouth!" Clive silently shouted to his other half. Reluctant to even comply, Luke does so as wide as a shark as he was told by most. Clive didn't see anything wrong inside their, just the regular teeth, gums and tongue. Maybe even deeper there are some cavities hidden and he can't see them. Luke's breath did smell ranky and he scrunched. It smelt like rotten raw onions, feeling his eyes burn.
"Gah! Gosh almighty Luke, you really do need a cleaning!" He stammered pinching his nose.
Luke puffed his cheeks, "Gee like I didn't know that already! What's the deal with having clean mouths if all your teeth will fall out sooner or later?" He semi shouted at Clive. Irritated at the idea his mouth smelled horrible he put his face onto his knees. The older male about to retaliate as for the talk of 'It's for your own good' until he saw a slight shimmer on his face. Drat,he hurt his friends feelings.
The crack between Luke's face and his legs gave it away, obvious sign he was crying. The tall one of the two lifted their hand and placed it on the child's back. He remembered how his parents were like this when he didn't get what he wanted. He soothed what anger was left in the boy.
"Sweet heart, that's the future when it comes to things getting spoiled. We're in the present." Flora had lifted a finger in reassurance Luke would at least listen to her logic. She did have a point. Just calling him sweetheart was a skip in his beat. Now that he's gotten a talk, he dropped his legs and wiped his tainted face.
Flora was, and for about the 150th time he counted was right. Just because he was at the Dentist's office didn't mean their would be pain every time he went. It just meant whenever he'd befalling behind in his hygiene then, them and Flora would give him a strict reminder. The fear of the dentist won't go away any time soon, but there's always a way to make the appointment go quicker.
"Luke! We'll be taking you now." an assistant called out to them. Feeling less anxious, he hops up and takes his steps to the chair, followed behind by a worried Clive, hoping his feelings weren't too hurt. Luke smiled brightly, taking his half's hand and went into the room.
*2 hours later*
"Now what did I tell you Luke? Not too bad now was it?" Flora asked sitting in a fancy outdoor chair.
Luke was on the other side, sitting in Clive's lap eating mint chocolate chip ice cream. 'Mm-mmm!' He shook his head, agreeing with her.
Turned out, he had a rotting molar in the back, and the only thing to do was apply a bubble gum tasting anesthetic, and he felt no pain from the extraction.
They had left about 15 minutes prior, had gone clothes shopping with her, and took a break eating ice cream.
"Want some Clive?" He asked a bit excited. He shook his head, but Luke shoved a spoonful into his mouth anyways.
Annoyed by his antics, he shot him a little glare, swallowed his part and the two began laughing together. Oh how the dentists office was always a mess.