Authors' Notes
Kit - We make them spoil Danny far too much, but, c'mon. That kid deserves to be spoiled rotten. Eh, eh? Get it? Cause, cause, the title. Yeah.
Kas - They all deserve to be spoiled, don't get too far ahead of yourself.
Kit - I shall do my best to avoid spoilers, then, shall I?
Kas - You mean spoilers.
Kit - ...
Kas - Ayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy.
"So...I can see where I got carried away, but I swear this is somewhat normal for me." After having slept over at Vidya - for a few hours maybe - Randy had gotten up to work on breakfast. It...got away from him, a bit.
"Oh, ah... It looks...great. I'm just not that hungry." Danny was trying to be nice, he really was, but what the hell. There was just so much food.
"That's a fucking lie, you barely ate dinner last night. Also, I swear to you, this is normal after a long mission. I usually just mass cook at my own lair- It's like stress therapy, okay."
"Well, that doesn't change that I'm not hungry. I don't eat in the mornings. You know this." He narrowed his eyes, his arms crossed at the older. Randy only crossed his arms back, looking stubborn.
"I have literally seen you eat in the mornings- You eat! I've seen you eat!"
"I do not! When was this?!"
"I dunno! A week ago, I guess- No, like, a month! I saw you eat toast, I know you eat!"
"That was a month ago, and it was toast. Toast never counts! Plus this?! I don't even know what half of this is!" Seeing a rather dramatic gesture to some of the food, Randy made a noise similar to a 'snerk'.
"Well, that is toast, actually. French toast."
"...Why do French people have different toast?!"
"I don't know? It's not like I made this stuff up myself!" A pause, Randy looking like he just had an epiphany. "Ooh, hold on." A flash and he was flying over to the counter before flying back to Danny, a cup full of coffee - with his usual in it - held out in a peace offering. Danny stared at it for a long moment before taking it and sipping from it. The teen immediately slumped in his seat, sluggishly curling around the cup and looking like, for all the world, a sleepy child. "Tiny little cutie." Randy flew around a few moments before gathering some things on a plate and setting it in front of Danny.
It was a few simple slices of french toast with a little whip cream and strawberries on the side, Randy seeming quite proud of himself. Danny quietly munched, humming as his tail swayed and curled, showing his relaxed state. Randy nodded, pressing a quick kiss to the top of Danny's head before he was off to try and wake Andrew. He already knew he was going to die, so he, at least, thought it was rather valient of him. "Aaanndddyy. Morning time." And really, it spoke volumes that he had a pillow to the face instead of a knife! Although it didn't stop Randy from bubbling Andrew - as well as a blanket and pillow by mistake - before toting him off to the kitchen. "I have retrieved the grumpy one."
Looking up to Andrew, Danny blinked at Randy. "...That's cool."
"Yup, kinda the one thing I'm good at, when it comes to ghost powers," Randy snorted, making a cup of coffee for Andrew, the actions absent and near memorized. "I can teach you how to make them, if you want. From seeing some of your fights, I can tell you use shields a lot."
"...Cool." Putting his cup back on the table, Danny hummed as he started to nod off, still curled up in his chair. Randy only snorted and released the bubble around Andrew, catching him and shifting the ghost to a seat before setting the coffee in front of him. Snagging the pillow and blanket, he tossed the blanket over Danny, nudging him onto the pillow and moving his plate and empty cup aside.
Andrew sipped at his drink, narrowing his eyes at Randy, and gesturing to Danny. "You spoil him."
"You spoil him too, though, so I see no problem with it. Besides, that kid deserves to be spoiled," Randy shrugged, fixing Andrew a plate - mostly of old favorites - before sliding it in front of him. "You too. Eat, tiny child." Andrew waved him off, grumbling about this or that thing as he started in on the meal.
A few minutes of peaceful silence and Danny was sitting up a bit, and looking confused. He wrapped the blanket tightly around his shoulders and grabbed the pillow before floating out of his seat. With a quiet hum, he kissed Randy's cheek before heading out to the gardens.
And no, dammit, Randy did not blush and stumble as he started putting food up while nibbling. He didn't, dammit. He was just...caught off-guard, was all. That was it- THAT WAS IT. There was a poke to his arm, Andrew narrowing his eyes at him. "...Why are you wrong?"
"...I mean...I'm bisexual and have had years worth of gay sex? Does that count as wrong?"
"Your face is all..." He gave another poke to Randy's cheek. Realizing he meant the blush, Randy might have blushed more before swatting Andrew away.
"Nothing- It's nothing. Eat your food. Or drown in coffee. Just. Nn." Andrew narrowed his eyes for a long moment before face-planting on the table next to his plate. "...I forgot how much of a disaster you were in the mornings..." Shaking his head and tsking, Randy flew to the gardens to check on Danny, nodding at seeing he, too, was passed out asleep. "Both. Both of you are wrecks."
By the time the two woke up, it was near noon, Danny finding himself in a near nest of blankets and pillows and comfortable warmth, while Andrew was tucked away on a couch with a blanket over him as well. Randy also might have been passed out at the kitchen table with lunch already made and sitting on the stove. Danny, with a blanket still wrapped around his shoulders, stared at Randy for a long moment. "Adorable cutie." With the man staying still and having no way of arguing, Danny went to grab the first aid kit, and phased his shirt off.
"Shouldn't he be awake for that," Andrew snorted, going to poke around what had been made and ooh, fresh coffee. Yes. Randy would survive the ending of the worlds, Andrew would make sure of it. "I'm somewhat certain he should be awake."
"Then he'd argue and try to get out of it," Danny pointed out. Unwrapping the bandages, he winced and tsked. "He tore them back open. Probably all that running around he was doing."
"Same as always, then," Andrew sighed, eyes flicking to the ceiling. "Do I want to know how much moving around he did?" A hesitant hum and a few pictures that showed he might have cleaned a room or two...or half of the entire library. "Randall, you goddamn idiot."
The youngest only gave a shake of his head before getting to cleaning and rewrapping the wounds because honestly. "He's just trying to impress us," Danny said with a sigh.
"That doesn't much surprise me," Andrew sighed himself, scratching at Randy's scalp a bit. It was a moment before the older was giving a quiet purr, tilting his head towards the touch and looking to slowly relax himself. "Honestly."
"Adorable." Danny hummed happily before he carefully tugged and pulled Randy's shirt back on him. "So, then. Lunch?"
"Lunch. Although good luck waking him. Once he's in a place he knows he's safe, he won't wake up unless he wants to." A snort from Andrew, who was sipping at his coffee. "The only way to wake him up is if he thinks one of us is hurt."
"Or we can just let him sleep. I mean, he ate breakfast, right?" Danny was already setting the table for himself and Andrew, and serving the food.
"Knowing him, he's barely slept since he's been gone," Andrew sighed, scratching at Randy's scalp again, and staring as the man purred quietly, leaning against him more. "...Is it bad I want to kidnap him and never let him leave?"
"Well, I mean, that's what you did to me, right?" Danny pushed Andrew's plate towards him, watching the two for a moment before rolling his eyes. "You're lucky I'm so domestic." He picked up the man's plate, and started to feed him by hand.
"Something I'm quite pleased by," Andrew snickered, accepting the bite before sneaking a kiss to Danny's cheek. "Love you." Danny wrinkled his nose before pressing a kiss to the tip of Andrew's nose.
"Love you more."
"Impossible, but the thought is appreciated."
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It was a bit of a struggle to wake up, Randy wiggling around and grumbling because he needed to wake up but he didn't waaaant to. Someone was giving him sweet, gentle touches and it felt so nice but weakness. A voice above him chuckled, sounding soft and sweet as the scratches to his scalp only changed to gentle rubbing. And, oh, alright, Randy was now heavily purring and arching into the touch and once again a limp pile of cuddly ghost. "You, mon chevalier, are much more cuddly than you used to be."
"'S yer fault," Randy complained, and, oh, right, yes, that was Andrew. Should he be moving? He felt like he should be moving- Oo, that felt so nice~ He would just...stay here, then. For a bit longer. Yes, this was fine. This was totally fine.
"And how is such a thing my fault?" As he spoke, a blanket was pulled tighter around Randy's shoulders, and Andrew was shifting a small amount.
"'S yer fault cause I fell in love with ya," Randy complained, curling up in Andrew's lap and nuzzling at his stomach, looking like he wouldn't be moving any time soon. "You an' Danny both."
"Well then, that just means he shares the blame." One hand carding through Randy's hair, Andrew was using the other to read a book, looking completely at peace. Randy only purred quietly, looking like he was ready to fall back asleep at any moment. And maybe starting to a little- It was just very peaceful, hardly his fault he was so sleepy and relaxed.
"Uuuugggggghhhhhh!" Hearing Danny's groan of absolute pain, Randy perked up and looked over, struggling off Andrew's lap and flying over to flop down beside him.
"That is the sound of homework pain. Need any help?"
"I hate history." Danny was only slumped on the chair, his textbook close to falling off his lap. Randy quickly caught the book and looked at what he was studying, pulling the sheet of homework answers closer. Flicking his hand and summoning a book to hand, he flicked through the pages before handing it to Danny.
"Your high school textbooks suck. You know that, right?"
"Yeah, yeah, Andrew's said as much." His arm over his eyes, Danny went limp and tried to look as dramatic as possible. "This. This is going to be the real reason for the other half of my death. Not some big battle, or anything. History."
"These are shitty questions," Randy agreed, teleporting some post-it notes to hand before tearing them and sticking them to the sections Danny would need to look over and study. "It's not you, it's mostly your school and the shitty way they teach."
"They're still gonna kill me with it." History, huh... His eyes flashed blue for a moment before he groaned and held his head. Ugh. Randy only quietly pulled Danny into his lap, curling around him and settling down, and, yes, cuddle captive. "My head hurts."
"You know what that means? Homework break." Randy floated them over to Andrew, settling down next to the man and nuzzling against Danny's cheek. And maybe gently rubbing at his spine. Danny purred quietly as he settled down, his eyes a swirling mess of green and blue. He only stared off into space, the purrs fading out.
Noticing the strange behavior and eye color, Randy nudged Andrew curiously, eyes flicking to Danny as he gave a silent tilt of his head. Because this really didn't seem like a...normal thing. Andrew glanced down to the teen before giving a sigh and scratching at his scalp. "You have to remember that for all intents and purposes, Clockwork is his ghostly father."
"That sounds very unfun," Randy frowned, rubbing at Danny's lower spine and nuzzling at his neck. His poor little halfa...he went through far too much. Danny seemed to come back to his senses, slowly going limp as his eyes faded back to green. Nodding, Randy smiled as he continued spoiling Danny, seeming quite pleased, because, yes. Danny deserved to be spoiled. Andrew rolled his eyes, looking amused.
"Honestly." Danny was only quietly purring with contentment, and nuzzling against Randy.
"I'm keeping him for forever." Randy decided, cuddling the teen closer. And maybe kissing Andrew's cheek. "Both. Keeping both of you for forever."
"Mm, that's fair, since we agreed the same about you while you were asleep."
"...That's fair."