I cannot believe I had to research GI Joe characters for prompt fic!
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There is a child. In his bedroom. Playing with his GI Joes. And smiling at him like there is nothing wrong.
No matter how many times Steve blinks or tries to pinch himself awake, the picture doesn't change. Grace is still sitting cross-legged on his bed, his GI Joe figures arranged in a circle around her, while she pours pretend tea into pretend cups and makes them all pretend-sip their pretend tea. His inner ten-year-old is still trying to scream that girls aren't allowed in his room and can't touch his stuff while the rest of him is inanely caught up in the fact that Grace has tied a pink ribbon around Ace's neck, which is just wrong.
"Hi, Gracie," Danny coos at her from beside him, his face beaming with fatherly pride and absolutely no concern that his daughter has desecrated the sanctity of his room and his action figures. His pristine action figures that had only been taken out of the box once
( ... )
"Hi, Steve," she says sweetly, and yeah, he is so fucking boned. This kid already has him wrapped around her finger, and it's only the fifth time he's met her. "Wanna play Tea Party with me?"
"Uh..."
"It's really fun," she promises earnestly, and Steve is really going to punch Danny in the face if he keeps howling with laughter like that. Asshole. Can't he see that Steve's talking to his daughter here?
"Why does Ace have a pink ribbon around his neck?" he finally asks, his voice coming out a bit hoarse, either from shock or fear, he hasn't figured out which yet.
She looks at him like he's defective in some way, and it's eerie how much she looks like her dad when she does that. Steve wonders if that's a Williams thing, or a whatever the hell Rachel's maiden name is thing, or if all little girls look at you like you're an idiot and you should know it. "It's a tie," she says patiently, as if explaining a simple concept to a very stupid person. "This is a fancy tea party, and everyone has to be dressed up." She points to the pretty
( ... )
Bwahaha, no chance at all! I really wish that the show would cast James Caan as Danny's father so that there is one more Williams around to drive Steve completely mental.
"They're action figures," Steve yells at his departing figure. "And I know where you live, you--" He pauses as he notices Grace's small, quizzical face looking at him. "--great guy," he finishes in a deflated tone.
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
Oh man this is awesomely perfect and perfectly awesome. And now I want something where they are all out for dinner with Grace and Grace is finally all "Daddy, why do you all stutter when you're talking?"
It's the Bill Cosby thing about how he thought his dad was stupid because his dad could never get out a complete sentence and he didn't understand until he became a father himself.
I'm not sure if this is what you meant, but here goes.
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So they've been doing this thing now, this dinner thing where Danny takes Steve and Grace out to lunch at some local place that Steve swears that Grace will love, and Danny gives in (ungracefully) because he can't say no to Grace. Like literally, he cannot say 'no' to her. Rachel once made him practice saying 'no' in the mirror for an hour so he could tell her that no, she couldn't have a pony, it's Jersey and they lived in a cramped, two-floor walk-up, where were they gonna put it
( ... )
Danny's so busy watching Grace gesture animatedly with her hands (shades of her grandfather, he thinks, a man who would be mute if you ever handcuffed him) that he doesn't notice what Steve is doing and starts as a forkful of ahi comes at him at ramming speed. "What the--?"
"Try that," Steve demands, pretty much glaring at Danny until he sighs and opens his mouth to taste the forkful of fish and mango sauce that Steve is shoving at him. It's weirdly sweet and tangy, but it somehow all goes together, and Danny finds himself nodding in approval at it.
"Fine, fine, so maybe not all Hawaiian food is wrong," he admits grudgingly, rolling his eyes when Steve lets out a triumphant whoop. "Look, shut up," he says sourly, stabbing a chunk of pork and pretending it's the fleshy part of Steve's arm, which gets a little confusing and gross when he eats it
( ... )
"I will-- get your-- don't make me--" He stops when he sees Grace look over at the both of them, a curious look on her face as she waits for Danny to continue. Danny bites back all the things he's going to do to Steve that involve yanking his shirt over his stupid face and punching him until he feels better, and just says, "We will talk about this later," through clenched teeth
( ... )
This was so hilarious and if it wasn't so late at night I would be howling so loud. Loved this and I have tears in my eyes at Steve's fork approaching Danny's mouth at 'ramming' speed.
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There is a child. In his bedroom. Playing with his GI Joes. And smiling at him like there is nothing wrong.
No matter how many times Steve blinks or tries to pinch himself awake, the picture doesn't change. Grace is still sitting cross-legged on his bed, his GI Joe figures arranged in a circle around her, while she pours pretend tea into pretend cups and makes them all pretend-sip their pretend tea. His inner ten-year-old is still trying to scream that girls aren't allowed in his room and can't touch his stuff while the rest of him is inanely caught up in the fact that Grace has tied a pink ribbon around Ace's neck, which is just wrong.
"Hi, Gracie," Danny coos at her from beside him, his face beaming with fatherly pride and absolutely no concern that his daughter has desecrated the sanctity of his room and his action figures. His pristine action figures that had only been taken out of the box once ( ... )
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"Uh..."
"It's really fun," she promises earnestly, and Steve is really going to punch Danny in the face if he keeps howling with laughter like that. Asshole. Can't he see that Steve's talking to his daughter here?
"Why does Ace have a pink ribbon around his neck?" he finally asks, his voice coming out a bit hoarse, either from shock or fear, he hasn't figured out which yet.
She looks at him like he's defective in some way, and it's eerie how much she looks like her dad when she does that. Steve wonders if that's a Williams thing, or a whatever the hell Rachel's maiden name is thing, or if all little girls look at you like you're an idiot and you should know it. "It's a tie," she says patiently, as if explaining a simple concept to a very stupid person. "This is a fancy tea party, and everyone has to be dressed up." She points to the pretty ( ... )
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AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
Oh man this is awesomely perfect and perfectly awesome. And now I want something where they are all out for dinner with Grace and Grace is finally all "Daddy, why do you all stutter when you're talking?"
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So they've been doing this thing now, this dinner thing where Danny takes Steve and Grace out to lunch at some local place that Steve swears that Grace will love, and Danny gives in (ungracefully) because he can't say no to Grace. Like literally, he cannot say 'no' to her. Rachel once made him practice saying 'no' in the mirror for an hour so he could tell her that no, she couldn't have a pony, it's Jersey and they lived in a cramped, two-floor walk-up, where were they gonna put it ( ... )
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"Try that," Steve demands, pretty much glaring at Danny until he sighs and opens his mouth to taste the forkful of fish and mango sauce that Steve is shoving at him. It's weirdly sweet and tangy, but it somehow all goes together, and Danny finds himself nodding in approval at it.
"Fine, fine, so maybe not all Hawaiian food is wrong," he admits grudgingly, rolling his eyes when Steve lets out a triumphant whoop. "Look, shut up," he says sourly, stabbing a chunk of pork and pretending it's the fleshy part of Steve's arm, which gets a little confusing and gross when he eats it ( ... )
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So. Married. So v. v. v. married indeed.
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Seriously, EPIC LOVE between those two. And we're only three episodes in.
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Also h50ficmeme exists and has some interesting prompts. I might go fill out a few.
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