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Drabble 25
Questioning
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Tuulenpuuska found himself spending more time with the Crawford siblings than he we would have expected.
Not that he really minded considering Angie was his crush and a good friend, and Parker could even be considered his best friend among all the others—and a possible crush but Tuulenpuuska wasn't ready to go there just yet.
Either way, Angie was at work first thing in the morning to meet him and get half their load finished together, by noon Parker made it to work and dragged Tuulenpuuska out for lunch while Angie gossiped with a few girl friends from the office. It was after lunch that the three spent their time together in a group and somehow finished the work while acting like a pair of high school kids (mind you they were still all under twenty-five).
Today had been no different; as soon as Angie saw one of the girls by the water cooler on the second floor Parker had nearly appeared out of nowhere and dragged him off towards the parking lot. Today he picked lunch, and Parker had seemingly been in the mood for an off-path sandwich deli, it suited Tuulenpuuska fine considering he rather liked sandwiches over other foods.
"So I told him I'm not making that damn toy." Parker answered, cramming a chip into his mouth before peeking into his bag to see how many large ones were left. When he found one he wanted he pulled it out, ignoring the fact that Tuulenpuuska was rolling his eyes, "So expect to get a report I wasn't listening."
"Doesn't surprise me." Was the only response, and when Parker shot him a look, he shrugged.
"Tuulenpuuska, a question to you."
It caught the him off-guard, after an event two weeks ago that involved Angie nearly seeing Parker stick his hand up Tuulenpuuska's shirt, Parker almost never used his full name anymore. It had become 'Tuulen' or 'Uska', sometimes even 'Puuska' but Parker claimed the latter sounded like some weird Russian word and things like that usually lead to it accidentally being a foreign sex word or something. "I'll have an answer, maybe."
"Okay, so bear with me here. Your name is Tuulenpuuska Leonhart."
For a moment Tuulenpuuska watched Parker's random hand movements before he dug his spoon in his soup and waited for the other to continue, "Right."
"You're the son of Squall Leonhart."
'And Sora Kaze.' The young man wanted to add, but considering Parker knew that and didn't say it lead him to believe it was only addressing his father. "Okay."
"Your dad, who's Finnish, named you Tuulenpuuska, and Squall agreed to name you that."
Nodding his head, Tuulenpuuska leaned back in his chair, nervous to eat anymore while Parker was talking. If worse comes to worse he didn't want to choke on his food or die of embarrassment with his mouth full of it. "And your point is?"
"I was studying the Finnish language—" Vaguely Tuulenpuuska wondered why Parker was, especially when Tuulenpuuska himself didn't even know all of it, "—Tuulenpuuska is the Finnish word for Squall, well like the storm at least."
"Uh-huh."
"So your name is Squall Leonhart basically."
Tuulenpuuska raised an eyebrow, taking a sip of his soda while he had the chance. There weren't very many times Parker was fully silent.
"So why didn't they just call you Squall Leonhart Jr.?"
Mid-sip Tuulenpuuska wrenched his drink away, glaring across the table, "My dad is going to murder you, and my father will be more than happy to help him."
"I think it's kind of cute!" Parker pressed, "Well… for you at least, you're like… the poster boy for a Jr. child."
"I'm not talking to you anymore." Tuulenpuuska stood, grabbed his soda bottle off the table and his jacket from the back of his chair, "I'm going to work and then going home and you deal with it as you like."
"Wait! Squall Jr.!" The older teased, Tuulenpuuska stomped even louder out the door and all heads turned to Parker in confusion. "But I drove!"
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"I'm not going to work anymore, ever."
Sora's eyebrows shot up, lips pursing in unknowing confusion before he watched his son abandon his newly-poured tea in favor of slumping against the couch. "Dare I ask why?"
"Parker was so kind to keep questioning me and then give me a new nickname."
The older raised his tea cup to his lips, drinking some before he questioned, "What was it?"
"Squall Jr."
Sora snorted in his tea, otherwise seemingly unfazed, "I actually called you that once myself."
Tuulenpuuska gaped at his dad, eyes wide. Suddenly he shot his hand out at him, "Traitor! You—! I—! I hate the Finnish language!"
His dad said nothing, merely continued to drink his tea, but Tuulenpuuska could see his lips curled into an amused smile.
"So, anyways, I won't be going to work anymore." The boy huffed, plucking a scone off the table and biting into it, "Maybe we can see if Grandpa Laguna can transfer me to Esthar or if Aunt Rinoa could find somewhere—and this is not funny!"
Finishing the scone he was chewing on, Sora swallowed and tried to force down his smile, "Suck it up, it's technically your name anyways, so go with it." His son glared and Sora's amused smile turned into one of soft content, "Besides, you're proud of your name, aren't you? You never complained about it before and whenever someone ask you the same questions you answered so happily."
"No one ever mentioned the Jr." Tuulenpuuska shot out.
"No one wanted to, but in the back of your mind you knew it and you still like your name. I'm pretty sure I know where Squall's hidden your birth certificate, we can change it if you're that desperate."
Silence answered him, his son mulling over his dad's words. He was right, on all occasions, Tuulenpuuska was very proud of being named after his father. His father was strong, an emotional wall, whenever he had fun or loved he did it with all his heart. It made him overly-joyous to even have been given his last name, to—in a way—have his first also was beyond comprehension. And his dad, who had given him this name with his native language and after the man he loved—it warmed his heart. Especially when his father would look at his dad with so much care and his dad would look back with that same expression. And then they'd turn to him and give him an expression just as fierce, he wasn't even their real child and yet the loved him like it, and he honestly loved them in return.
"I don't want to."
Sora smiled and lowered his tea cup, leaning over the coffee table to give a soft smile, "Want to stay and help me make dinner?"
Tuulenpuuska gave a calm smile, nodding his head. He loved doing simple things like that, especially when it gave him more time with his family.
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"Yo, Squall Jr.!"
Tuulenpuuska refused to even turn towards him, "It's not affecting me anymore, so don't bother."
"Aw, ruin my fun, why don't you?" Parker muttered, glancing to make sure Angie was chatting before he swiftly placed a quick kiss across Tuulenpuuska's cheek.
The younger swatted him away, wiping at his cheek with an 'ew', "Get back to work, Parker."
"Squall's Japanese, right love?"
He wasn't answered, but Tuulenpuuska's glare warned him to try and call him 'love' again.
Instead of letting it faze him, Parker leaned across the desk to smirk and await a hello kiss back, "No good afternoon kiss, Squall-chibi?"
Sora Kaze-Leonhart later received a text from Angie Crawford; it contained a laughing text face and a video attachment. The video took only a second to load, Tuulenpuuska chasing Parker down the hall with papers scattering everywhere, the only yelling heard was 'Squall-Chibi!' over and over. The second text was from Tuulenpuuska, promising death to Parker and asking if Grandpa Laguna could get rid of a body secretly. The third was from Parker, wondering how to say Squall Leonhart in Japanese.
"Squall Leonhart in Japanese is Sukōru Reonhāto." Sora replied in a clean text, "And don't hide in closets, that's the first place Tuulenpuuska looks."
Snapping his phone shut, Sora wondered what he was going to tell his husband over dinner that night.
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Tke: Oh my, look it's a new chapter! I know, I'm not supposed to be allowing myself to post with my hiatus and all…
For a while I've been wanting to make this comment, if there are any Nightwish/Tarja Turunen fans out there, I'm hoping you've heard the Nightwish song, Dead Boy's Poem? Well, not only is it one of my favorite songs by them (because Tarja's voice is gorgeous in it), but the little kid in there—I don't know what his name is—I imagine him to be the voice of Tuulenpuuska. I've already mentioned it to KitaraStrife and Chronos Mephistopheles and I want others opinions, ahaha. So please listen to that!
I wanted to let you guys know, on my livejournal I've posted up the complete list of all 100 themes (and the links to here if you haven't read them here, but who hasn't if you're reading this?) so you're more than welcome to stop by and recommend/suggest the next prompt. Here is the list: http :/ /rikusora_chan(dot)livejournal(dot)com/6468(dot)html#cutid1 please do stop by!
Also, the first chapter of the two-shot Tuulenpuuska side story should be up by Friday if there are no RL hassles, so please go there for that. If you haven't done it, on my user info page on livejournal, to the right where to add me as a friend you can choose to track me. This allows you to get a notification of when I post a new journal entry, whereas if you don't you're stuck checking every so often manually.
As a final note, please vote on my poll on my FFN profile, I'm thinking of changing my user name. I wanted some opinions considering I can't make the decision myself seeing as I've been known as Tysonkaiexperiment since 2002 (holy shit!).
Reviews give me the inspiration I've been lacking.