Drabbles88/Revison_Doc

[crossover_chick]

17. Children
“Emmett, it’s pretty cold out. Go check on the children, please?”
I nod sleepily and get out of bed. I can understand Clara’s concern -- we’re experiencing an extreme cold snap this week. Temperatures at night have been dipping into the negative digits. We’ve got the furnace going full blast -- I even tinkered with it a little to improve its efficiency -- but it’s still a good idea to bundle up. Putting on my slippers, I make my way into the hall. Hopefully this won’t take too long, and I can get back to my nice warm bed and my nice warm wife. That woman produces more body heat than anyone I’ve ever met.
Jules is the first stop on the list. I can only see the top of his head, just barely resting on the pillow -- the rest of him is merely a lump under the blankets. I pull down the comforter a little to make sure he’s sleeping soundly, then cover him up again. He’s always slept burrowed under the sheets like that. Perfect for a cold night like this, honestly.
Verne’s asleep in a more conventional position, lying on his back. I notice his teddy bear has fallen to the floor. I pick it up and gently tuck it in next to him. He’s been sleeping with that bear ever since he was about a year old. Great Scott, how things have changed since then. I kiss his forehead and make sure he’s warm enough. So far so good.
Then it’s to the third bedroom. I chuckle as I see him on the bed, twisted up in a position that looks supremely uncomfortable. I’ve never understood how he’s able to sleep like that. I tried it once and ended up with what felt like a full body cramp. I tuck him in more securely -- he’s twisted the comforter a bit -- and pat his head. I’m glad he chose to stay over here when his furnace broke. I like having him over. Sometimes it feels like I don’t get to see him often enough anymore. Back before Clara and Jules and Verne, he was over almost every day. Now. . . . I wouldn’t trade my current life for my previous one, however. Having a wife and children has completed me in a way not even my inventions could. And really, a couple of visits a week from him is good too. After what we’ve been through together, I get the feeling we could not see each other for years, and still manage to pick up where we left off.
Task done, I stumble back to bed. Clara smiles at me groggily. “Everything all right?”
“All three kids are secure,” I reply, climbing back under the covers. Ahh, warmth.
Clara frowns. “Three?”
. . . . Would you believe I only just realized I counted Marty as one of my kids?

-J: Awwwwwwwww-
-M: *blushgrin*-
Yeah, I've always wanted to do something like this scene, but never got a chance. Yay drabbles88. :)
-VD2: *hugs VampMarty* I love you, son.-
-VM: *hugs back* I love you too, Dad.-


revison_doc update -- Verne Servo is active, and the Time Travel career finally came up on the computer! Emmett's new job is Alternate Timeline Moderator pay $670 a day, works Mondays, Tuesdays, Thursdays, Fridays. However, this is by no means a permanent thing -- he's got all his skills maxed and is in permaplat, so he should be promoted to the higher levels pretty damn fast.
-TD: Great! Is he getting the decorative DeLorean?-
I should give it to him, shouldn't I? I still wish there was a driveable version -- I wouldn't make him give up the sports car, but it would be nice to have.
-VD: Why don't you figure out how to make one?-
Modding frightens me. I mean, I have an idea of which car to use (the sedan), but -- yeah. I'd be terrified of doing something that fucked things up for everyone. :(
-D: *patpat* I suppose it's a legimate fear, given the quality of some downloads. Speaking of which, has SuperFly fixed the Time Travel Major yet?-
According to FLChicago, no. I'm not redownloading it until I get confirmation that it works the way it's supposed to. *sigh* At least the career isn't broken. I can't wait to see what exactly that last level is.
Okay, do a few more edits on "V.D." (FINALLY found a few pictures of how Marty's room is set up), then bed. Hopefully no more gooky spiders. *shudder*

Comments

[martyfan.livejournal.com]

Aww, how mushy. ;)

Speaking of gooky spiders...know how you said you don't know where the one in your bathroom went? I think it came over to my house, because I was just brushing my teeth and had my glasses off, then saw something moving on the wall. (This is never a good thing when you don't have your glasses on.) Yeah, it was a huge house spider.

I managed to capture it in a jar, and it is now awaiting outdoor release or execution, depending on how I feel about it tomorrow.

[docsgirl.livejournal.com]

Hehe, even I like mush at times. :) I suppose you could call this a kind of short "companion" piece to "Ich Liebe Dich."

Eugh, that sucks. Though I don't think that you could have caught my spider in a jar. This thing was thicker around than my thumb, and just about as long. I can't believe I missed it when I sat down, it was HUGE.

[martyfan.livejournal.com]

Well it's a big jar... :P