Conner Has Two Daddies (and a Robot Nanny) [6/??]
Conner Has Two Daddies (and a Robot Nanny)
Main Characters: Superboy/Conner, Booster Gold / Michael Jon Carter, Blue Beetle II / Ted Kord
Pairings: Booster/Ted
Rating: K+
Warnings: shameless WAFF and Boostle slash
Summary: Superman won't become a parent for Superboy, so when other heroes step up to take the responsibility, there aren't many objections. Well, other than the fact that the parents-to-be are Booster Gold and Blue Beetle.
Notes: For the YJ anon meme prompt: Superboy get somehow adopted/mentored by someone who is not Superman. Who then turns out to be TOTALLY AWESOME at being a parent/mentor. Happy fun adopted family times a must.
Original post here.
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
When the trio got back to Ted and Booster’s apartment, Conner was exhausted. Not necessarily physically, but emotionally. The whole day had been an emotional roller coaster and now Conner just wanted to lie down and stop feeling so much. So, he announced his intent to tuck in soon after they had gotten settled.
“Sure thing, if you’re that tired,” Ted agreed readily. “Just don’t go digging around the back of the closet. Our friend Bea was the last to use the room and I just stashed any knickknacks she had forgotten in there.”
“Wait,” Booster cut in. “You mean you just shoved her stuff in the closet and left it there?” The blond groaned before turning his gaze to Conner. “Con, go watch TV with Ted while I clean up the room. And you.” Booster turned around to glare at Ted. “I know what a perv you can be and I won’t tolerate any of Fire’s lacy unmentionables in this apartment.” With that Booster ducked down the hall.
“Well then.” Ted clapped his hands together and turned to Conner. “There’s a game show on that I really like. You can watch that with me.”
Conner could still hear Booster's rummaging in the other room when he and Ted were seated in the living room and the television had been turned on. He couldn't help but feel worried and after several moments of shifting in place nervously he finally spoke out: “Booster seems really mad.”
Ted shrugged dismissively. “He’s just being wifey.”
Conner frowned. “You said you weren’t married.”
“We don't need to be to enjoy the married life,” came the answer, although there was something in Ted's tone that resembled sarcasm. Conner still didn’t understand, but he didn’t ask for clarification in fear of appearing annoying or, worse yet, stupid. He’d just ask one of his friends for an explanation later.
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After checking every crevice of the guest room, Booster finally declared the room safe for teenagers to sleep in. Conner had chuckled at that before leaving to unpack as well as get washed up and ready for bed. Booster slumped down on the couch beside Ted. He had spent most of his anger on digging through the closet for anything and everything of Bea's and he knew Ted knew him well enough to pick up on that soon enough.
"So…" Ted drawled, opening a conversation like Booster had expected. "What was that word you used for Conner before? Colaselo?"
Slightly caught off guard by the chosen topic, Booster blinked once before replying: "Kokcinelo. It's Esperanto." The blond felt his face begin to burn. "It’s just…something that’s been on my mind."
“Oh?” Ted raised an inquisitive eyebrow.
Booster clasped his hands together. “I thought…if we ever had a kid…they’d be our malgranda kokcinelo.”
“You’ve been wanting kids a while then?” Ted frowned, curious. "Even before Conner came into the picture?"
“I wouldn’t say I've had baby fever or anything.” Booster bit his lip. “But…but I wouldn’t have said no if it had come up before.” The blond looked at Ted, anxious for the other's response.
“You never mentioned anything.”
A weak laugh escaped Booster and he focused his gaze on the floor as he spoke: “I guess I didn’t have much confidence in myself.” He looked back up to the brunet beside him. “I’ve told you everything about me, Ted. You know what my old man was like. He ditched mom and ‘Shel and me when I was four. I have no idea what a father’s supposed to do.” Booster forced strength into his voice when he finished: “But…I know I’ll do one thing right. I’d never just up and leave Conner. Never.”
Ted's hand reached out and grasped around Booster's own and Booster saw something like adoration in the other's blue eyes. Ted had always said he loved Booster's more confident moments, and the blond blushed at the scrutiny he was under.
“So, uh…” He hesitated slightly. “What about you?”
“I hadn’t thought about it,” Ted answered easily. “I never saw myself as raising kids, I’m not much for family, I’ve always been distant to the family I have.” Ted's eyes met Booster's own and a silent moment passed. “But I think we can get this to work out.” The brunet grinned. "I mean, you can't deny that this is one of my better ideas."
Booster hummed in agreement, before yawning. Ted gave him an amused look. "There's coffee in the kitchen."
"Ah, thanks." Booster dragged himself off the couch and went to the kitchen. He was already sipping his coffee when Conner came in. "Weren't you headed for bed?"
"In a minute," Conner answered, moving his weight from one foot to the other nervously. Finally, the boy blurted out: “What does kokcinelo mean?”
“Why is everyone asking that?” Booster couldn't help but chuckle.
Conner's neck was turning red from embarrassment. "You called me that in the Bug and just now I-" The boy hesitated, eyes darting around and looking strangely guilty. "I mean, I just remembered it again."
“It’s just a silly nickname.” Booster shrugged.
“You can call me kokcinelo if you want.”
Booster blinked in surprise at the boy. Conner was red up to his ears, clearly embarrassed, and it made him look so much like the child that he really was.
Conner lowered his face. “I’m going to bed.” The boy turned to leave.
Easily gulping down the rest of his lukewarm coffee, Booster placed his mug on the counter. “I’ll tuck you in.”
Conner shot him a look over his shoulder, looking a bit like a startled cat. “You really don’t have to. I’m not a child.”
“What was that?” Booster teased good-naturedly. “It sounded to me like you were saying something I’d rather not listen to~” He followed the boy to his room, thinking that perhaps Conner was too old to be tucked in but he certainly wasn't too old to need comfort when he was clearly upset about something.
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Conner was certain he was embarrassed enough to be blushing all over when he crawled into bed and Booster startled fiddling with his covers. And the most shameful part of it all was that, while he was ashamed of being treated like a child, he actually really liked receiving these gestures that were so common on television but had been missing from his life.
Booster shot a glare at the closet at the back of the room, and sighed. “I’m in love with an idiot.”
Conner grabbed the edge of his blanket in his hands as he gave Booster a desperate look. “Ted isn’t an idiot. He’s really smart. He builds his own gadgets and he knows martial arts. He even built the Bug.” He really didn't like Ted and Booster fighting and he did his best to remember all the good things he'd read about Ted. “Robin says Batman didn’t build the Batmobile, so Ted might be even smarter than Batman.”
Booster's eyes were wide as the man stared at Conner in surprise. Then, the blond was grinning once again and burst into laughter. “Oh, you’re adorable!” Booster brought his arms around Conner and pulled the teen into a hug and it was so wonderful that Conner wanted it to never end and then Booster ruffled his hair and Conner just wanted to curl up and bask in the affection.
It was over all too soon when Booster pulled away and smiled at him awkwardly.
"Eh, sorry about grabbing you like that, Con."
"I didn't mind," Conner mumbled as he lied down on the bed properly. He looked up at Booster to see the man's smile turn more natural as his hands smoothed out the covers once more and then the blond ran a hand through Conner's hair. Conner closed his eyes with a content sigh.
"Good night, Conner," Booster's voice murmured gently and Conner's own lips turned into a sleepy smile.
"Night..."
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Author’s Notes: I'm fully aware Booster's pretty much as perverted as Ted is, I just really think Fire's lingerie wouldn't do much for him, considering the level of the animosity between them ( no matter how much some writers try to ship them in the comics). And dang it, Booster, you're such a mom here. XD
Main Characters: Superboy/Conner, Booster Gold / Michael Jon Carter, Blue Beetle II / Ted Kord
Pairings: Booster/Ted
Rating: K+
Warnings: shameless WAFF and Boostle slash
Summary: Superman won't become a parent for Superboy, so when other heroes step up to take the responsibility, there aren't many objections. Well, other than the fact that the parents-to-be are Booster Gold and Blue Beetle.
Notes: For the YJ anon meme prompt: Superboy get somehow adopted/mentored by someone who is not Superman. Who then turns out to be TOTALLY AWESOME at being a parent/mentor. Happy fun adopted family times a must.
Original post here.
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
When the trio got back to Ted and Booster’s apartment, Conner was exhausted. Not necessarily physically, but emotionally. The whole day had been an emotional roller coaster and now Conner just wanted to lie down and stop feeling so much. So, he announced his intent to tuck in soon after they had gotten settled.
“Sure thing, if you’re that tired,” Ted agreed readily. “Just don’t go digging around the back of the closet. Our friend Bea was the last to use the room and I just stashed any knickknacks she had forgotten in there.”
“Wait,” Booster cut in. “You mean you just shoved her stuff in the closet and left it there?” The blond groaned before turning his gaze to Conner. “Con, go watch TV with Ted while I clean up the room. And you.” Booster turned around to glare at Ted. “I know what a perv you can be and I won’t tolerate any of Fire’s lacy unmentionables in this apartment.” With that Booster ducked down the hall.
“Well then.” Ted clapped his hands together and turned to Conner. “There’s a game show on that I really like. You can watch that with me.”
Conner could still hear Booster's rummaging in the other room when he and Ted were seated in the living room and the television had been turned on. He couldn't help but feel worried and after several moments of shifting in place nervously he finally spoke out: “Booster seems really mad.”
Ted shrugged dismissively. “He’s just being wifey.”
Conner frowned. “You said you weren’t married.”
“We don't need to be to enjoy the married life,” came the answer, although there was something in Ted's tone that resembled sarcasm. Conner still didn’t understand, but he didn’t ask for clarification in fear of appearing annoying or, worse yet, stupid. He’d just ask one of his friends for an explanation later.
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After checking every crevice of the guest room, Booster finally declared the room safe for teenagers to sleep in. Conner had chuckled at that before leaving to unpack as well as get washed up and ready for bed. Booster slumped down on the couch beside Ted. He had spent most of his anger on digging through the closet for anything and everything of Bea's and he knew Ted knew him well enough to pick up on that soon enough.
"So…" Ted drawled, opening a conversation like Booster had expected. "What was that word you used for Conner before? Colaselo?"
Slightly caught off guard by the chosen topic, Booster blinked once before replying: "Kokcinelo. It's Esperanto." The blond felt his face begin to burn. "It’s just…something that’s been on my mind."
“Oh?” Ted raised an inquisitive eyebrow.
Booster clasped his hands together. “I thought…if we ever had a kid…they’d be our malgranda kokcinelo.”
“You’ve been wanting kids a while then?” Ted frowned, curious. "Even before Conner came into the picture?"
“I wouldn’t say I've had baby fever or anything.” Booster bit his lip. “But…but I wouldn’t have said no if it had come up before.” The blond looked at Ted, anxious for the other's response.
“You never mentioned anything.”
A weak laugh escaped Booster and he focused his gaze on the floor as he spoke: “I guess I didn’t have much confidence in myself.” He looked back up to the brunet beside him. “I’ve told you everything about me, Ted. You know what my old man was like. He ditched mom and ‘Shel and me when I was four. I have no idea what a father’s supposed to do.” Booster forced strength into his voice when he finished: “But…I know I’ll do one thing right. I’d never just up and leave Conner. Never.”
Ted's hand reached out and grasped around Booster's own and Booster saw something like adoration in the other's blue eyes. Ted had always said he loved Booster's more confident moments, and the blond blushed at the scrutiny he was under.
“So, uh…” He hesitated slightly. “What about you?”
“I hadn’t thought about it,” Ted answered easily. “I never saw myself as raising kids, I’m not much for family, I’ve always been distant to the family I have.” Ted's eyes met Booster's own and a silent moment passed. “But I think we can get this to work out.” The brunet grinned. "I mean, you can't deny that this is one of my better ideas."
Booster hummed in agreement, before yawning. Ted gave him an amused look. "There's coffee in the kitchen."
"Ah, thanks." Booster dragged himself off the couch and went to the kitchen. He was already sipping his coffee when Conner came in. "Weren't you headed for bed?"
"In a minute," Conner answered, moving his weight from one foot to the other nervously. Finally, the boy blurted out: “What does kokcinelo mean?”
“Why is everyone asking that?” Booster couldn't help but chuckle.
Conner's neck was turning red from embarrassment. "You called me that in the Bug and just now I-" The boy hesitated, eyes darting around and looking strangely guilty. "I mean, I just remembered it again."
“It’s just a silly nickname.” Booster shrugged.
“You can call me kokcinelo if you want.”
Booster blinked in surprise at the boy. Conner was red up to his ears, clearly embarrassed, and it made him look so much like the child that he really was.
Conner lowered his face. “I’m going to bed.” The boy turned to leave.
Easily gulping down the rest of his lukewarm coffee, Booster placed his mug on the counter. “I’ll tuck you in.”
Conner shot him a look over his shoulder, looking a bit like a startled cat. “You really don’t have to. I’m not a child.”
“What was that?” Booster teased good-naturedly. “It sounded to me like you were saying something I’d rather not listen to~” He followed the boy to his room, thinking that perhaps Conner was too old to be tucked in but he certainly wasn't too old to need comfort when he was clearly upset about something.
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Conner was certain he was embarrassed enough to be blushing all over when he crawled into bed and Booster startled fiddling with his covers. And the most shameful part of it all was that, while he was ashamed of being treated like a child, he actually really liked receiving these gestures that were so common on television but had been missing from his life.
Booster shot a glare at the closet at the back of the room, and sighed. “I’m in love with an idiot.”
Conner grabbed the edge of his blanket in his hands as he gave Booster a desperate look. “Ted isn’t an idiot. He’s really smart. He builds his own gadgets and he knows martial arts. He even built the Bug.” He really didn't like Ted and Booster fighting and he did his best to remember all the good things he'd read about Ted. “Robin says Batman didn’t build the Batmobile, so Ted might be even smarter than Batman.”
Booster's eyes were wide as the man stared at Conner in surprise. Then, the blond was grinning once again and burst into laughter. “Oh, you’re adorable!” Booster brought his arms around Conner and pulled the teen into a hug and it was so wonderful that Conner wanted it to never end and then Booster ruffled his hair and Conner just wanted to curl up and bask in the affection.
It was over all too soon when Booster pulled away and smiled at him awkwardly.
"Eh, sorry about grabbing you like that, Con."
"I didn't mind," Conner mumbled as he lied down on the bed properly. He looked up at Booster to see the man's smile turn more natural as his hands smoothed out the covers once more and then the blond ran a hand through Conner's hair. Conner closed his eyes with a content sigh.
"Good night, Conner," Booster's voice murmured gently and Conner's own lips turned into a sleepy smile.
"Night..."
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Author’s Notes: I'm fully aware Booster's pretty much as perverted as Ted is, I just really think Fire's lingerie wouldn't do much for him, considering the level of the animosity between them ( no matter how much some writers try to ship them in the comics). And dang it, Booster, you're such a mom here. XD