The Two Flames
I don't own anything but my OC's.
Summary: Maverick searches for his 'lost' shoes.
Rated: K
Genre: Family/Humour
Spoilers for: Cobwebs Tend to Make Friends on Halloween, Cobwebs Tend to Vanish on Halloween and Cobwebs Tend to Want Revenge on Halloween.
Takes place: After Cobwebs Tend to Want Revenge on Halloween.
Shoes
Maverick poked his head into his closet. Where had his shoes disappeared to? He was sure he'd put them- aha! Maverick jogged out of his room and down the stairs. He vaguely remembered leaving his shoes by the front door. As he neared the door, however, all he saw was Jack's pair of shoes. He considered stealing them, but they were too small for him.
Maverick looked around. The sorcerer turned around and walked into the living room, looking around for his black, leather shoes. He could've sworn he'd put them by the front door. "Ellie!" He called.
"Yes, Maverick?" His wife responded.
"Do you know where my shoes are?"
"I thought you put them by the front door?"
"So did I." Maverick turned back and ventured back upstairs. He knocked on the door to Jack's study, then opened his door. He poked his head into the room. "Oi, Jack, you seen my shoes? Ya know, the leather ones?"
Jack shook his head. "No, Maverick. Sorry."
Maverick frowned and shut the door. He walked down the corridor, then knocked at another door, opening it; regardless of an answer. "Cob, Ed, you seen my shoes?"
The boys looked up from their chess game. Edwin shook his head. "No, Dad, sorry."
Maverick sucked his lip and looked away from them. He left the room, leaving the boys to their game of chess. Maverick walked down the stairs and into the living room. He immediately paused. He'd laid his tie and his coat on the sofa and…where had they gone? Maverick raised an eyebrow.
"Maverick!" Eleanor called from the kitchen. "I've found your shoes!"
Maverick smiled and jogged into the kitchen. He hadn't even looked there. When he entered the room, however, he paused. Eleanor was hiding a giggle behind her hand.
Maxwell smiled up at his father, half his legs buried in his father's shoes. Maverick's coat looked like a cloak, the little boys hands where Maverick's upper arm would usually be. Maverick's tie was slung around his neck, untied and limp. Maverick stared as his youngest son waved his arms. "Look, Daddy, look! I'm you now!"
Maverick smiled. "Aw," He cooed, his voice shaking with laughter. "So that's where they got to."
This highly reminded Maverick of when he used to steal Montarg's hat and coat, but his teacher hadn't been as forgiving as Maverick and would tear his hat and coat from Maverick's body, putting them on and warning Maverick not to do that again.
Maxwell tried to walked forward, unable to move his legs properly because of his father's shoes and he fell onto his tummy. Picking himself up, Maxwell held his arms out for Maverick. "Daddy…"
The older man knelt down and picked him up. "Can I have them back?" Maverick asked.
Maxwell hugged himself. "Mine!"
"But I need them for work."
"Mine!"
"Maxwell, sweetie, give Daddy his shoes, coat and tie back." Eleanor said gently.
Maxwell looked at her, then pouted and surrendered. Maverick put Maxwell back down, pulling on his shoes, coat and tie. He ruffled his son's hair, kissed his wife's cheek and put on his pirate-styled hat, leaving his home.
Maxwell pouted and pointed in the direction his father had walked off in. "Mine…"
Eleanor smiled. "Don't worry, sweetie. I know what you can wear…"
…
"Honey, I'm home!" Maverick called, kicking off his shoes. As he entered the living room, he stopped in his tracks.
Maxwell smiled up at him, wearing his father's blue coat. He questioned how Maxwell could wear it, considering the coat was big and heavy. "Daddy!"
Maverick laughed. He paused when he saw the marker pen on his son's hand, a crudely-drawn picture of Maverick's tattoo. "I hope that's washable…"
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Author's note:
I've had this in my head for ages now, but I've only just written it.
Just some father/son fluff.
