(IT'S FRIDAAAAAY NIGHT)
Fandom: Hawaii 5-O
Pairing: Intended Danny/Steve
Length: 1900 wordsish.
Warnings: I called it "Grace Has Two Daddies," I think that's warning in of itself.
Notes: I wrote this a bajillion years ago and then got distracted by the Wild Honey 'verse and never finished it and yeah. For![[profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
moonklutz who wanted it and for leupagus for chatting with me in the dead of night yesterday <3
Grace has a mommy, a bunny, a step-father, and two daddies.
Grace also has a tennis racket and a pink squishy football and a lot of other things, but what she likes best is when Daddy takes her on his dates with Steve.
Don't get her wrong- she likes Stan, because Stan is nice but... Stan gives her anything he thinks she wants, but Daddy knows what she needs. And Steve's good at that, too.
When Grace feels like she doesn't know anyone here because the girls in her class are still quiet and don't laugh whenever she tries to make a joke (even borrowing Daddy's best jokes), Daddy takes her to the beach, even though he swears (which she "didn't hear") when a crab pinches him between his toes. Next time, Daddy brings Steve who helps her build the best sandcastles and lets her sit on his shoulders and doesn't fall over like Daddy does when the waves come high enough to tickle her toes.
Daddy complains about Steve a lot, but Daddy used to complain about Mommy the same way before they stopped complaining at all- which is how Grace had known things were bad.
But Grace knows when Daddy whines about the pizza Steve left in the fridge having pineapple on it (Grace actually likes it) and when they go to the cove behind Steve's house to have a barbecue with Uncle Chin and Kono, and Daddy makes fun of how Steve grills, Daddy likes Steve.
And Daddy looks happy, which is why Grace decides Steve would make a pretty good daddy, too.
But Daddy and Steve aren't as smart as Grace, because instead of Daddy going to live with Steve (and Steve's house is nicer than Daddy's apartment, Grace is just being honest) Daddy is still sad and by himself when Grace isn't there with him.
So Grace tries telling Daddy about Ben Ishishima in her class who has two mommies and Daddy just hums at her and doesn't get it. Grace wonders if she should ask Mommy about it, but Mommy is still mad at Daddy all the time, so that's probably not the best choice.
Since Steve is going to be her newest daddy, she thinks maybe she should give him the same chance she gave Daddy.
"Did you know one of the boys in my class has two mommies?" she asks Steve, and she almost does expect him to know, because Steve knows everything, he knows that her favorite color is pink, that she goes to Punahou, and where the best shave ice place is.
"That's lucky for him," Steve says, while Daddy waits in line to get them popcorn, because they're going to go see that owl movie. "Not everyone gets to have two parents who love them. I mean, you've got three." Steve nudges the toe of his sneaker against hers and she smiles because Steve walked right into that one.
"Well, Jody Martin has four. Both her parents got married again after they divorced," she points out. Steve just watches her, waiting. "And that's nice, right? No one is lonely, then." Steve opens his mouth to say something, but Grace isn't done.
"Sometimes I think Daddy is really lonely," she says quickly and Steve frowns, like he doesn't like it, either.
Grace smiles, because she is really good at this, and Steve is doing so much better than Daddy did.
"Okay, who is ready for an epic adventure in the third dimension?" Daddy asks, waving the popcorn, some of it escaping out of the bag until Steve plucks it out of Daddy's hand.
"We live in the third dimension," Steve argues, but the way Daddy rolls his eyes makes Grace smile a little brighter.
She smiles even more during the movie, because even though it's confusing and kind of scary and sad, she catches Steve looking over his 3-D glasses at Daddy, sitting on Grace's other side.
But nothing happens.
Grace is getting sort of fed up with the whole thing and then she remembers the time she dropped a thousand hints to Daddy that he should take her to the amusement park and he didn't until she asked- maybe she's been too sneaky, after all.
So when Daddy picks her up from tennis, (which was fun at first, but then she got better than Phillip Birch and he's been such a booger about it) she tells Daddy very seriously that she thinks Steve should be her newest daddy.
She also thinks driving into a ditch is such an overreaction.
"Daddy, really," Grace complains, squirming as Daddy does all kinds of ridiculous things, like check her pupils and ask her how many fingers he's holding up.
"You're okay, though?" Daddy demands and Grace rolls her eyes but nods.
"Of course I'm fine. But you're not. We should call Steve," Grace answers promptly, because Steve fixes everything. Daddy pinches his nose, which is sort of progress.
"Grace, I am not calling- okay, c'mon, we were going to the grocery store, right? We were going to make tacos for dinner?" Daddy says quickly, and gets them back on the road. Grace can tell when she's being redirected.
"Don't you like Steve, Daddy?" Grace asks, and she is not above using the Sad Eyes if she has to. Daddy glances over and sighs.
"I- Gracie-" Daddy pulls into the parking lot of the grocery and turns the car off, which is good, in case Daddy tries to drive into a ditch again. Daddy takes a deep breath.
"Steve is my boss and-" Daddy pauses. "My friend. Sure, I like him." Grace blinks at Daddy.
"You like him like you liked Mommy, right?" Grace pushes. Daddy sputters.
"Grace, I-" Daddy starts, but Grace crosses her arms like Mommy and stares at Daddy.
"Danno, you like him and I like him and don't you think he needs a family, too?" Grace begs, pulling out the big guns. (Grandpa Jimmy always said to make a mountain out of a molehill- to take 'em to the cleaners, and Grace wasn't really sure what that meant, but she was going to take Daddy to the cleaners.) Daddy sighs and rubs a hand over his face.
"Gracie, it's not that easy sometimes," Daddy says quietly. Grace shrugs.
"It seems really simple to me." she says. Daddy shakes his head, but he's smiling again.
"I bet," Daddy replies and Grace rolls her eyes again.
"That's because all grownups are dumb." Grace proclaims, because if she's learned anything from 7 years, 6 months and 14 days of life, she's learned that. Daddy raises his eyebrows, but he laughs.
"Yeah, but dumb grownups are allowed to use the stove and you're not, what does that say about you, huh?" Daddy teases and because Gracie is nice like that, and Daddy has it rough sometimes, she lets him win the tickle fight. She lets the subject drop for now, because Dr. Phil says that you have to let people digest new ideas, and Grace would like to digest some tacos in the meantime.
But apparently Daddy doesn't believe in Dr. Phil, because Grace is trying to pick out the best flavor of ice cream while not freezing to death in the open door of the ice cream case when he brings it up again.
"So you think I like Steve," Daddy says. Grace smiles into the frosty air.
"You do like Steve," Grace corrects. Daddy is trying to look cool and he is failing really badly at it.
"Yeah, well, why do you think I like Steve?" Daddy asks and Grace finally picks out Cherry Garcia for Daddy and Half-Baked for her. Grace shrugs, because two can play at pretending like they're not interested when they're super-duper interested- like, interested enough not to realize they're sitting in an open freezer case.
"Well, you hang out with him all the time, you talk about him all the time and you fight with him all the time." Grace says, shrugging. "Also, your butt is going to freeze off, Daddy." Daddy hops out of the cold case, brushing off ice and pretending like nobody saw that.
"You know, Gracie, those things don't necessarily mean that people like each other," Daddy tries. Grace just stares him down.
"But they mean you like someone." Grace shoots back because please, she might be a kid, but she's not _dumb. Daddy blushes, which is definitely progress. He's digesting that as Grace picks out her Capri Suns, all the way through the checkout line.
"Okay, maybe, but you know, just because one person likes someone doesn't mean that the other person will like them back, sweetheart." Daddy finally says. Grace just grins at Daddy.
"Daddy, Steve likes you too." She's sure about that, for certain. Daddy just says, "Huh," and drives them home.
Or at least, he tries to, because halfway back, Daddy's cell phone goes off and someone yells something about their private eyes? (Daddy is such a weirdo sometimes.)
"Yeah, uh, hey," Daddy says and Daddy looks shifty like Grandpa sometimes looks shifty, and Grace is willing to bet that's Steve on the phone. "No, yeah, Grace is with me."
Grace is dying to know what Steve is saying.
"Well, we just went and bought some- no, I- yeah, we could put it in the fridge." Daddy looks flustered but sort of happy again and Grace is almost squirming in her seat.
"Hi, Steve!" Grace finally calls. Daddy just gives her this look that says he knows exactly what Grace is thinking.
"Steve says hi, too," Daddy says after a moment, rolling his eyes. "He wants to know if we want to come over and eat his spaghetti." Grace was sort of looking forward to tacos, but she's also not an idiot.
"Yes, yes, yes!" she cries, because this will be great. Daddy just gives her another suspicious look, but he sighs and goes, "Yeah, yeah, yeah," and turns the car around.
"Why do I feel like I'm getting played here?" Daddy mutters. Grace just smiles at Daddy. When they pull into Steve's driveway, Grace is almost vibrating with excitement. This is way better than the Jonas Brothers concert Stan took her to.
Steve is leaning in the doorway, waving a beer bottle hello.
"That was quick," Steve calls. Daddy shrugs, even as Grace is half out of the car.
"Didn't want the ice cream to melt," Daddy says. Grace skids to a stop half a foot in front of Steve, because she doesn't know if they're hugging yet, but she'd like to.
"Hey Gracie," Steve says, grinning. "You didn't tell me you were bringing me ice cream." Grace smiles at Steve.
"Well, I'm going to eat all of mine. But you can ask Daddy if he'll share with you." Grace offers, and Daddy is still far away, so Grace winks at Steve.
"I don't know, what did Danno get?" Steve asks, crouching down to look her in the eye, and Grace doesn't know how Daddy can think Steve doesn't like him. Steve calls him Danno.
"Cherry Garcia," Grace answers. Steve raises his eyebrows.
"That, believe it or not, is my favorite," Steve says, glancing up at Daddy. This is totally better than the romance novel Grace and Dina borrowed from her mom last year. (And okay yeah, they hadn't understood more than half of it, but it was still awesome.)
"It's Daddy's favorite, too," Grace tells Steve.
"I guess I'll have to make him share, huh?" Steve nudges her with his elbow. Daddy snorts.
"Yeah, good luck with that." Daddy shoots back.
Fandom: Hawaii 5-O
Pairing: Intended Danny/Steve
Length: 1900 wordsish.
Warnings: I called it "Grace Has Two Daddies," I think that's warning in of itself.
Notes: I wrote this a bajillion years ago and then got distracted by the Wild Honey 'verse and never finished it and yeah. For
moonklutz who wanted it and for leupagus for chatting with me in the dead of night yesterday <3Grace has a mommy, a bunny, a step-father, and two daddies.
Grace also has a tennis racket and a pink squishy football and a lot of other things, but what she likes best is when Daddy takes her on his dates with Steve.
Don't get her wrong- she likes Stan, because Stan is nice but... Stan gives her anything he thinks she wants, but Daddy knows what she needs. And Steve's good at that, too.
When Grace feels like she doesn't know anyone here because the girls in her class are still quiet and don't laugh whenever she tries to make a joke (even borrowing Daddy's best jokes), Daddy takes her to the beach, even though he swears (which she "didn't hear") when a crab pinches him between his toes. Next time, Daddy brings Steve who helps her build the best sandcastles and lets her sit on his shoulders and doesn't fall over like Daddy does when the waves come high enough to tickle her toes.
Daddy complains about Steve a lot, but Daddy used to complain about Mommy the same way before they stopped complaining at all- which is how Grace had known things were bad.
But Grace knows when Daddy whines about the pizza Steve left in the fridge having pineapple on it (Grace actually likes it) and when they go to the cove behind Steve's house to have a barbecue with Uncle Chin and Kono, and Daddy makes fun of how Steve grills, Daddy likes Steve.
And Daddy looks happy, which is why Grace decides Steve would make a pretty good daddy, too.
But Daddy and Steve aren't as smart as Grace, because instead of Daddy going to live with Steve (and Steve's house is nicer than Daddy's apartment, Grace is just being honest) Daddy is still sad and by himself when Grace isn't there with him.
So Grace tries telling Daddy about Ben Ishishima in her class who has two mommies and Daddy just hums at her and doesn't get it. Grace wonders if she should ask Mommy about it, but Mommy is still mad at Daddy all the time, so that's probably not the best choice.
Since Steve is going to be her newest daddy, she thinks maybe she should give him the same chance she gave Daddy.
"Did you know one of the boys in my class has two mommies?" she asks Steve, and she almost does expect him to know, because Steve knows everything, he knows that her favorite color is pink, that she goes to Punahou, and where the best shave ice place is.
"That's lucky for him," Steve says, while Daddy waits in line to get them popcorn, because they're going to go see that owl movie. "Not everyone gets to have two parents who love them. I mean, you've got three." Steve nudges the toe of his sneaker against hers and she smiles because Steve walked right into that one.
"Well, Jody Martin has four. Both her parents got married again after they divorced," she points out. Steve just watches her, waiting. "And that's nice, right? No one is lonely, then." Steve opens his mouth to say something, but Grace isn't done.
"Sometimes I think Daddy is really lonely," she says quickly and Steve frowns, like he doesn't like it, either.
Grace smiles, because she is really good at this, and Steve is doing so much better than Daddy did.
"Okay, who is ready for an epic adventure in the third dimension?" Daddy asks, waving the popcorn, some of it escaping out of the bag until Steve plucks it out of Daddy's hand.
"We live in the third dimension," Steve argues, but the way Daddy rolls his eyes makes Grace smile a little brighter.
She smiles even more during the movie, because even though it's confusing and kind of scary and sad, she catches Steve looking over his 3-D glasses at Daddy, sitting on Grace's other side.
But nothing happens.
Grace is getting sort of fed up with the whole thing and then she remembers the time she dropped a thousand hints to Daddy that he should take her to the amusement park and he didn't until she asked- maybe she's been too sneaky, after all.
So when Daddy picks her up from tennis, (which was fun at first, but then she got better than Phillip Birch and he's been such a booger about it) she tells Daddy very seriously that she thinks Steve should be her newest daddy.
She also thinks driving into a ditch is such an overreaction.
"Daddy, really," Grace complains, squirming as Daddy does all kinds of ridiculous things, like check her pupils and ask her how many fingers he's holding up.
"You're okay, though?" Daddy demands and Grace rolls her eyes but nods.
"Of course I'm fine. But you're not. We should call Steve," Grace answers promptly, because Steve fixes everything. Daddy pinches his nose, which is sort of progress.
"Grace, I am not calling- okay, c'mon, we were going to the grocery store, right? We were going to make tacos for dinner?" Daddy says quickly, and gets them back on the road. Grace can tell when she's being redirected.
"Don't you like Steve, Daddy?" Grace asks, and she is not above using the Sad Eyes if she has to. Daddy glances over and sighs.
"I- Gracie-" Daddy pulls into the parking lot of the grocery and turns the car off, which is good, in case Daddy tries to drive into a ditch again. Daddy takes a deep breath.
"Steve is my boss and-" Daddy pauses. "My friend. Sure, I like him." Grace blinks at Daddy.
"You like him like you liked Mommy, right?" Grace pushes. Daddy sputters.
"Grace, I-" Daddy starts, but Grace crosses her arms like Mommy and stares at Daddy.
"Danno, you like him and I like him and don't you think he needs a family, too?" Grace begs, pulling out the big guns. (Grandpa Jimmy always said to make a mountain out of a molehill- to take 'em to the cleaners, and Grace wasn't really sure what that meant, but she was going to take Daddy to the cleaners.) Daddy sighs and rubs a hand over his face.
"Gracie, it's not that easy sometimes," Daddy says quietly. Grace shrugs.
"It seems really simple to me." she says. Daddy shakes his head, but he's smiling again.
"I bet," Daddy replies and Grace rolls her eyes again.
"That's because all grownups are dumb." Grace proclaims, because if she's learned anything from 7 years, 6 months and 14 days of life, she's learned that. Daddy raises his eyebrows, but he laughs.
"Yeah, but dumb grownups are allowed to use the stove and you're not, what does that say about you, huh?" Daddy teases and because Gracie is nice like that, and Daddy has it rough sometimes, she lets him win the tickle fight. She lets the subject drop for now, because Dr. Phil says that you have to let people digest new ideas, and Grace would like to digest some tacos in the meantime.
But apparently Daddy doesn't believe in Dr. Phil, because Grace is trying to pick out the best flavor of ice cream while not freezing to death in the open door of the ice cream case when he brings it up again.
"So you think I like Steve," Daddy says. Grace smiles into the frosty air.
"You do like Steve," Grace corrects. Daddy is trying to look cool and he is failing really badly at it.
"Yeah, well, why do you think I like Steve?" Daddy asks and Grace finally picks out Cherry Garcia for Daddy and Half-Baked for her. Grace shrugs, because two can play at pretending like they're not interested when they're super-duper interested- like, interested enough not to realize they're sitting in an open freezer case.
"Well, you hang out with him all the time, you talk about him all the time and you fight with him all the time." Grace says, shrugging. "Also, your butt is going to freeze off, Daddy." Daddy hops out of the cold case, brushing off ice and pretending like nobody saw that.
"You know, Gracie, those things don't necessarily mean that people like each other," Daddy tries. Grace just stares him down.
"But they mean you like someone." Grace shoots back because please, she might be a kid, but she's not _dumb. Daddy blushes, which is definitely progress. He's digesting that as Grace picks out her Capri Suns, all the way through the checkout line.
"Okay, maybe, but you know, just because one person likes someone doesn't mean that the other person will like them back, sweetheart." Daddy finally says. Grace just grins at Daddy.
"Daddy, Steve likes you too." She's sure about that, for certain. Daddy just says, "Huh," and drives them home.
Or at least, he tries to, because halfway back, Daddy's cell phone goes off and someone yells something about their private eyes? (Daddy is such a weirdo sometimes.)
"Yeah, uh, hey," Daddy says and Daddy looks shifty like Grandpa sometimes looks shifty, and Grace is willing to bet that's Steve on the phone. "No, yeah, Grace is with me."
Grace is dying to know what Steve is saying.
"Well, we just went and bought some- no, I- yeah, we could put it in the fridge." Daddy looks flustered but sort of happy again and Grace is almost squirming in her seat.
"Hi, Steve!" Grace finally calls. Daddy just gives her this look that says he knows exactly what Grace is thinking.
"Steve says hi, too," Daddy says after a moment, rolling his eyes. "He wants to know if we want to come over and eat his spaghetti." Grace was sort of looking forward to tacos, but she's also not an idiot.
"Yes, yes, yes!" she cries, because this will be great. Daddy just gives her another suspicious look, but he sighs and goes, "Yeah, yeah, yeah," and turns the car around.
"Why do I feel like I'm getting played here?" Daddy mutters. Grace just smiles at Daddy. When they pull into Steve's driveway, Grace is almost vibrating with excitement. This is way better than the Jonas Brothers concert Stan took her to.
Steve is leaning in the doorway, waving a beer bottle hello.
"That was quick," Steve calls. Daddy shrugs, even as Grace is half out of the car.
"Didn't want the ice cream to melt," Daddy says. Grace skids to a stop half a foot in front of Steve, because she doesn't know if they're hugging yet, but she'd like to.
"Hey Gracie," Steve says, grinning. "You didn't tell me you were bringing me ice cream." Grace smiles at Steve.
"Well, I'm going to eat all of mine. But you can ask Daddy if he'll share with you." Grace offers, and Daddy is still far away, so Grace winks at Steve.
"I don't know, what did Danno get?" Steve asks, crouching down to look her in the eye, and Grace doesn't know how Daddy can think Steve doesn't like him. Steve calls him Danno.
"Cherry Garcia," Grace answers. Steve raises his eyebrows.
"That, believe it or not, is my favorite," Steve says, glancing up at Daddy. This is totally better than the romance novel Grace and Dina borrowed from her mom last year. (And okay yeah, they hadn't understood more than half of it, but it was still awesome.)
"It's Daddy's favorite, too," Grace tells Steve.
"I guess I'll have to make him share, huh?" Steve nudges her with his elbow. Daddy snorts.
"Yeah, good luck with that." Daddy shoots back.
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