Dave giggled wildly as he hopped up and down, watching as Bro gathered up his smuppets around the house. Systematically picking them up and apologizing to them before he stuffed them into bags.
It was hilarious and gave Dave a rush of happiness that before the WONDERFUL treat he had been given by that stranger he never had. All because Bro was getting rid of the scaaaryyy smuppets just for him.
Bro had finally gotten rid of all the smuppets and stuffed them into his rooms closet. Except for Lil Cal, who he was having a deep stare down with, face serious and hand on the hilt of his katana.
"Now, Lil Cal, I'm sorry man but I gotta keep you in my room from now on, but whenever I go out to a gig I'll make sure to bring you." Dave giggled harder, floating upwards slightly as he clutched his stomach. Watching his big brother say goodbye to the puppet.
Lil Cal was then taken from his perch inside the fridge, and disappeared into Bro's room.
Dave watched, on the verge of hysterical laughter when Bro looked into the bare faced fridge.
"Fucking hell, the only thing we have in the fridge is a three year old canned tuna- oh GOD WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?!" Bro threw himself away from the tuna can as soon as it was taken out of the fridge and put onto the counter.
The tuna can had gotten so old that it had fallen apart as soon as it hit the counter. Brown lumps falling out of the foul smelling container, the reek wafted through the room. Dave immediately stopped laughing, coughing at the disgusting smell.
"Abscond! Lets get the fuck out of here and buy some god damn Fabreeze or some shit... along with some groceries..." Bro groaned, plugging his and Dave's nose, opening all of the windows and closing all the doors behind them.
"Sheeeeeeeesshh, that was disguuuuusting! WHY did that tuna smell so baaad!" Dave whined, stomping his foot as soon as Bro and he had left their home and had let go of both their noses.
"It was in there for like three years, it went bad ages ago... I should have noticed it was there... point 3 to me in shitty parenting." Bro sighed, stuffing his hands into his pockets and looking at Dave, who was smiling very giddily.
"You're the best parent ever, best bro ever, EVEEERRRR." His voice was high pitched and cute. Bro realised Dave sounded 9 again and smiled, reaching out with the hand closest to Dave and ruffled his teal hair.
"Cute, lil' man, I guess you don't realise how bad I am at this big bad parenting shtick... Hell I beat you up for most of your life." Bro grumbled half-heartedly.
Dave looked up at him through heart-shaped sunglasses, and grinned almost maniacally.
"You're the best brooo eeveeerrrr, and if ANYONE says otherwise..." He giggled wildly, holding his mouth and stomach. Finishing his sentence with such conviction it sent a slight shiver down Bro's spine.
"I'll kill them." Dave purred darkly, grin a little sharper than his usual bright ones.
"Kid, you don't need to do that." Bro assured him. tugging the brightly dressed boy into a short hug, that Dave extended with binding arms that entwined around his waist.
"Okaay Big Brooothheerrr." Dave giggled, snuggling into his chest, before smiling up at him. He started dancing down the road, stopping every once in a while to make sure Bro kept up. "Hurrryyy UP slow-poooooke! Or I'll leave ya in the duuuuust!" He sung jubilantly, watching as Bro groaned.
"A Strider always takes life as it comes lil' bro, I rarely rush..." Bro yawned, covering his mouth, "That, and I woke up way earlier than usual." He added, causing Dave to giggle.
"A big bro is always looking out for his liiittle broo! C'mon big Bro!" He hopped from one foot to the other, a big grin splitting his face.
"Dave!" An unsure voice called from the other side of the road, causing both Bro and Dave to turn their heads in said direction, seeing...
"JOHNNY-BOOOOOOOOYYY!" Dave squealed, actually flying across the road to tackle John Egbert in a tight hug. "You didn't ever mention you'd be viiiiisiiitiiiing! I could have plaaaannned!" He lamented childishly, a cute pout on his face.
The average sized, lanky boy chuckled weakly from under him. Blue eyes closed in slight pain as he wrapped his thin, pale arms around Dave's colourful shoulders.
"I wanted it to be a nice surprise Dave! … Dave... are you wearing heart-shaped sunglasses?" John asked suddenly, looking into Dave's eyes, or into his sunglasses at least.
Dave blushed and smiled happily.
"Yeah, I look cuuuuuute don't I?" He giggled hard, standing and pulling John up by the hands, entwining his own with John's. As soon as John was standing he looked John up and down.
Average height with an adorable lanky body, fluffy spikes of jet black hair. Skin milky white and eyes such a deep blue Dave almost got lost in the intensity, framed by rectangular glasses.
He was wearing dark blue jeans, red and yellow shoes, a light blue hoodie with a breeze icon on it. He had als been holding a rather large, goofy looking hammer.
"And..so do yoooooou..." Dave almost purred, Slinking closer to John and talking into his ear. Then jumping away and using the hold he had on both of John's hands to twirl around with him happily. "You are adoooorable! Adorkable ABSOLUTELY cuuuuuuuuuuute!" He shrieked, John watched the cool kid in shock...
This was WAY different than expected.
When Rose told him about the trickster problem he had no idea it would be this much of a change of Dave's usual behavior. But he guessed he should have considering the freaky behaviour of Jake, Jane and Roxy when they were hyped up on Trickster Mode.
Bro smirked, watching the two, after reading Dave's pesterlog he knew about Dave's love for the short Egbert.
Flash-stepping over to the other side of the road he watched as Dave started floating. John following, Bro cleared his throat to gain the attention of the both of them.
Dave look at Bro who was leant against a street light, smirking at him and pointing at John who was staring at Dave's attire in shock. Dave went bright pink and lowered himself and John to the ground, hugging John and grinning cheerfully at Bro.
John blushed as he was pulled into soft arms, hugged tightly and tucked into Dave's neck.
"Look Bro! My pretty Johnny!" Dave lilted, lifting John up in his arms and walking up to Bro, who pushed his triangular shades up and nodding.
"Good job, lil' man." He praised, at the sound of Bro's deep tenor John realised what it looked like with him in Dave's arms and started trying to wriggle free. Dave sighed heavily, pouting as he set John down on the ground and let go of him.
"Daaave." John whined. Crossing his arms and looking up at him in what Dave could only describe as mega-freaking-ADORKABLE! With his buckteeth sticking out from under his top lip.
"I am not a homosxual!" He said for at least the millionth time- John knew this was a pathetic excuse by now, a running gag that wasn't funny anymore.
Dave frowned, looking darkly at John from behind his sunglasses. Knowing that claiming his Johnny-boy would be a pain if he kept denying him. Homosexuality didn't even come into it Dave thought angrily, he's mine and he'll be mine forever, MINE MINE MINE. Dave almost growled inside of his head, shoving the nagging of Original-Dave ( Cool-Dave. )
Original-Dave could shove being cool down his damn throat. Johnny-boy and Bro were his and he would kill to make sure they stayed that way.
John and Bro looked a little worried as Dave suddenly looked mutinous.
"Lil'man?" Bro prodded Dave, who instantly giggled and hugged Bro as tight as he could without breaking him. Snuggling into his chest and grinning wide at the both of them.
"Yeeeeeees?!" He asked joyfully, watching Bro wince and loosening his hold on his big brother.
"You alright?" John asked, looking at how Dave snuggled closer to the elder Strider, heart panging slightly for some reason.
Dave smiled further, Johnny was worried about him? Yay!
"I'm a dandy daisy Johnny-boy!" He sung, pulling away from Bro and dancing dorkily in front of the both of them. "See?"
"Okay..." John nodded. Looking at the now straightened up Bro Strider, holding up a hand and waving at the taller man "Hello, Mr. Strider." He greeted finally, better late than never huh?
Bro nodded towards the black haired boy, before quickly walking to catch up with Dave who was now skipping to the store without him. Calling back to John.
"You wanna come with us? Need'ta get food and stuff, you have a place to stay or do you wanna sleep in Dave's room? We have a spare futon somewhere." John blinked in surprise at the question, picking up the large hammer and running over to follow the two brothers.
"Well I wasn't planning on staying a whole day, but the others probably wouldn't mind hahaha." John laughed awkwardly, scratching the back of his head and Dave fell back to walk next to him.
"You can stay right? Right right right RIGHT?!" He jumped up and down next to him. Hands clasped together and face contorted into an over exaggerated pleading expression.
John took out his phone, tapping the pesterchum on it.
– ectoBiologist [ EB ] started pestering gardenGnostic [ GG ] at 09: 17 –
EB: jade, do you mind if i stay with dave for a few days?
GG: yeah sure! How long are you going to stay?
EB: i dunno, maybe five days.
GG: awww im going to miss you! but sure, have fun!
GG: but be careful though, trickster dave might be more dangerous than you think!
EB: dont worry ill be fine jade.
EB: hes just really clingy and happy.
EB: all the time.
GG: okay! gotta go, bye!
– gardenGnostic [ GG ] ceased pestering ectoBiologist [ EB ] at 09:21 –
John put his phone back into his pocket and nodded to Dave.
"I'm staying for around 5 days, give or take." He informed, Dave cheered and did a flip in the air, landing on his feet and then hugging John.
"Did'ya hear that big Bro! He's staaaaaying!" Dave sung, looking up at Bro who was walking behind them.
"I heard, better get out the old futon... Do you not like apple juice or pizza, John?" Bro asked, looking at John who shook his head.
"No, I'm fine with that, but I'm allergic to peanuts." John replied, smiling at Bro who nodded slightly.
"Kay, we wont be having pizza all the time anymore though Dave, Strider's are healthy, and I've been neglecting your diet." He said seriously, Dave pouted.
"Aww..." He then perked up, and nodded "Aaaanything for you big bro!"
They arrived at the store soon later, Dave had to be held back from tackle-hugging a small dog that was tied up in front of the shop. Quickly going inside.
John had to keep himself from blushing, he had to hold Dave's hand to keep him from wandering off.
Bro walked about the aisles with them trailing after him, a shopping cart being maneuvered in one hand and his phone in the other. He kept looking from the phone to the aisles and sometimes picking things up to put in the cart.
Dave and John both noticed it, but only Dave decided to ask what he was doing.
"Why are you cooonstantly looking at your phone? Is there a special thing or something? I wanna see!" He asked loudly, gaining odd looks from some of the passing shoppers for his speech and appearance.
"Jane is helping me shop." Bro answered simply, tapping the screen and typing replies to what Jane was saying to him.
Dave burst into giggles, and John had to hold back a laugh.
Who knew the unbeatable Bro Strider didn't know how to shop for groceries properly.
Bro simply sighed, he hadn't gone food shopping in years...
Thank god Jane was there.
– timaeusTestified [ TT ] started pestering gutsyGumshoe [ GG ] at 09:29 –
TT: Sup, Jane.
TT: I need your help, I'm in a grocery store.
TT: What do I buy for a weeks worth of food?
GG: Are you serious?
GG: You? In a grocery store?
TT: I know, so surprising it isn't even ironic.
TT: Help me.
GG: Okay, so what have you got so far?
TT: A shopping cart.
GG: … Okay, what haven't you got in your fridge?
TT: Food, and drinks.
GG: Nothing, you have absolutely nothing in your fridge.
GG: Am I reading this correctly?
TT: I have nothing in my fridge.
TT: Bare as the back of a bald man's head.
GG: I'll give you a list of what you'll need.
TT: Thanks.
GG: Meats, milk, eggs, cheese, butter/margarine, juice, bread, jams, vegetables, fruits. What do you have in your cupboards?
TT: Nothing..
GG: ...What do you even eat at your house, furniture? Nevermind.
GG: Get cereal for your cupboards. A cookbook or two, canned vegetables, some quick to make things like fast noodles and ready made dinners. And whatever else you think is healthy or would be nice to have really,
TT: Thanks for the help.
GG: I don't want to know why you have only just now decided to start eating like a normal person.
GG: But I am glad I could help.
TT: Gotta go, John is trying to keep Dave from wandering off again.
GG: Okay, take care!
– timaeusTestified [ TT ] ceased pestering gutsyGumshoe [ GG ] at 19:24 –
While they had been walking down the vegetable and fruit aisle. Dave had spotted the strawberries, and was desperately trying to get over to them. Whining and pulling and stomping as John had grabbed him. Keeping him still and stopping him from moving any further towards the strawberries.
"Dave please stop struggling!" John pleaded, trying to keep a grip on Dave as he complained.
"Joooooooohhnnn! STRAAAWBERRIES! C'mooooon!" Dave cried, before pausing for a moment, leaning towards him suavely "I'll share with yoooou..." John blushed deep red, before blinking dumbly as Dave grinned victoriously, out of his now loosened grip.
Dave turned to run to the strawberries, only to run into a soft polo shirt and hard chest.
"Careful there, lil' man." Bro said, casually holding Dave in the crook of his arm while he used a free hand to grab a bag of potatoes. Looking at Dave who was glaring maliciously up at him, he felt a sharp prickle slide down his neck, shuddering. "You wanted strawberries, yeah? How many?" he added, looking down at Dave who instantly started grinning jubilantly.
"Sooo many! I want them AAALLL!" Dave slide out from Bro's hold and spread his arms wide. Almost hitting a passer-by in the process who grumbled angrily and walked even faster.
John watched them, Bro seemed different. The last time he met Bro he was silent and stoic and had dragged Dave up to the roof of the building they lived in to strife.
But it was cute to see Dave acting so happy around Bro. It was also endearing to see the older brother show affection for his little brother. Even if his facial expressions barely changed at all.
Bro chuckled, making his way to the boxes of strawberries.. Peering down before grabbing at least seven boxes and placing them into the cart.
Dave's smile grew wider, showing all of his teeth, he could feel his cheeks aching from the smiling he was doing but he cared not! His bro was soooooo nice! And Johnny-boy was here and being adorkable and oh god he was soooo HAPPY!
Noted Original-Dave, who was crammed into the back of his mind was also quite happy. But still was freaking the fuck out because some freaky happy-sweet juju was acting all kinds of hellish dorkiness in his body. Seriously what in the world were the heart-framed sunglasses he was wearing and oh damn his HAIR was-
Trickster Dave ignored the incredulous whining of the Original-Dave. It was simply an annoying buzzing in the back of his head that he could easily ignore.
He knew he would not be here forever. So he wanted to have the most fun he could possibly have while making sure Johnny-boy knew exactly what he felt...
That and he was very aware that Original-Dave felt the same way and wanted to make sure he saw all the marks HE was making on his love. Trapped inside his own body... Trickster-Dave didn't hate Original-Dave. No he just wanted to get rid of the fear that Johnny-boy wouldn't be theirs.
While Trickster-Dave was obsessing. John had approached Bro, and coughed to get the attention of the pale blond who was comparing two bags of onions.
"Mr. Strider?" John said next, when the older man nodded to show he was listening.
"Just call me Bro, John." Bro interrupted, John bobbed his head in nervous agreement.
"Okay...uh, Bro, I was just wondering if it's really okay for me to stay at your place I mean I could-" John started. Bro snorted softly and shook his head.
"Dave wants you there, and with how he is right now I don't know what he'll do if his 'Johnny-Boy' isn't with him. That and it's not any problem anyway I don't mind the lil' man brining his friends over." Bro assured him.
Dave's smile softened just slightly. He had inched towards them and had overheard their conversation, he loved how his Bro was now. And hoped that he never stopped being the amazing big brother he was.
Ten minutes later they had finished their rounds of the store and were now paying for the stuff. Dave was waiting for them as John and Bro bagged the goods and paid.
They ended up with six bags, and Bro carried two in each hand while Dave held the last two which were the lightest out of the bunch. John looked between them as they were walking back to the Strider home and slapped his hand to his mouth to keep a snort from escaping.
Dave tilted his head and looked at John, sunglasses sliding down his nose slightly to show his pink swirly eyes. ( Just to clarify, his iris is pink and he has a black spiral design on his iris that spirals into his pupil. ) John blushed, he didn't do a very good job at hiding his amusement.
"What's funny? Is it a joke?! Jooooohnnn, tell meee!" Dave whined, eyebrows pinching together in what was a very pouty puppy-dog face.
"It's just, you and Bro look so unique and kinda strange. No offence, and you're just carrying shopping bags and-" John snorted again, giggling at the image in his head. "You would be really weird house-wives!" He burst into laughter, clutching his stomach and bending over slightly.
Bro rose an eyebrow, looking at Dave who was now giggling at what John had said.
"I wouldn't be a housewife..." Bro started, smirking as he quickly put the bags down and took his cap off. Running his hand through his hair he placed a hand on his hip and added "I'd be THE Housewife." John and Dave had been watching, and had then promptly fallen over into uncontrollable fits of laughter.
"Oh...my...god..." John wheezed through his laughs, "I...cant...BREATHE!" He fell into the shaking, silent laughs that you would only do when you couldn't stop laughing but had no breath to create any noise.
Dave was still giggling crazily, holding his stomach and curling up slightly "It huuuurts! Pfftt-HAHAHAHA THE HOUSWIFE!" He repeated Bro's words. John had only just started catching his breath back when he then snorted and fell back into pained laughter.
Bro watched them, he had put his cap back on and readjusted his triangular shades. Picking up three bags in one hand and three in another Bro waited until they had some semblance of calm before speaking.
"C'mon I know my humour is amazing but we need to get back to our place before the apple juice goes warm." Dave and John leaned against each other, helping themselves up.
John nodded, subconsciously his hand slid down to entwine with Dave's. Dave smiled and pushed his sunglasses back up to the bridge of his nose, and tightened his grip on John's hand.
The three of them walked back to the apartment building, neither Dave nor John noticing they had not let go of each-others hands.
Bro smirked.
'You go, lil' man, win that Washington dork.' he thought in encouragement.
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AND FINITO!
I liked that, did you like that? I liked that.
I wrote this quite quickly, and hopefully this is longer than last time.
Okaay, I hope you enjoyed this.
I will probably update soon, because I still have a lot of ideas for the next chapter.
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Constructive criticism is appreciated, although flames will just be used to heat my laptop on cold winter nights.
Homestuck doesn't belong to me, it belongs to Sata- I mean, Andrew Hussie...
Killing off freaking everyone- "Grumble grumble grumble"
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