The next day, sometime around noon, you and Gilbert were having somewhat of a productive day. You kept your cellphone nearby all day, just encase you'd get a call. Lucky for you, you did get one as you were sitting on the couch. It was a number you've never seen, so you got a bit anxious. You let it ring for awhile, since you didn't want to look desperate, just encase it was who you were hoping for. You cleared your throat then answer, "Hello?"
"Your voice sounds just as beautiful over the phone," you giggled and kicked your feet a bit.
"Thanks~" you beamed. "I-it's nice to hear from you. S-so soon, too."
"Of course. I couldn't leave such a radiate sunflower waiting."
"Stop it! Stop it! You're making me blush too hard!" you playfully argued. "I haven't blushed like this since I was...Alright, lets not go into my age. I'm feeling good, right now."
"You're pretty and funny."
"I'm funny? People tell me that, sometimes, but I don't see it. I see weird...Really weird...N-not the creepy weird! L-like the cool weird! There's a difference."
"Well, how about we go somewhere tonight and you can show me the difference."
"I can so do that! Cool weird is where it's at! My, god. I need to act my age, sometimes..."
With your child, who was at school, getting ready to go to lunch, he was getting ready to use your advice. His friend, Dyah was leaving her locker by herself. He nodded to himself before approaching her.
"H-hey, De. Uhm. Lets walk to class together!"
Everything was going according to your plan. You told him to walk with her to any classes they had together and when with her, to make sure no other of her friends, especially boys, were around. You said when this step was cleared, that he had to hold her hand or put his arm around her, so others could see and think that they were more than just friends. That way, if people kept asking, she'd see it too.
As they walked together, Gilbert nervously watched her hand that was just swinging next to her. He awkwardly reached for it, missed, and his hand kind of just rubbed up against the bottom of her shirt. She looked over to him and his face heated up, "I-I didn't. I-I mean...u-uhm."
"You good, bro?"
"Y-yeah! Yeah! Good?! I-I'm awesome! What do you mean?"
"...Nothing, I guess."
That failed. If he couldn't hold her hand, he couldn't possibly put his arm around her, right? Wrong! You taught him better! He was gonna get this, or he wasn't your son! At least, that was the mindset he was getting into.
He stretched his arm behind her, without touching her though. He was hesitant but decided to just do it. He wrapped his arm around her shoulder and pulled her close to him, kind of forcefully. By accident, of course. She drops her things, from the suddenness, "Bruh!"
"What, in the name of anime, were you attempting to do?!" she got on her knees to pick up her things.
He went to help her. "N-nothing! I-I just-"
"Are you ok?! Like seriously! You're fucking weird today!"
"I-I'm fine!" She snickered. "What?!"
"N-nervous?! I'm too awesome to be nervous!"
"Nah. Nah. You nervous. About that test in Biology, right? You were trying to ask to cheat on my paper, when you know I don't cheat of test!"
"U-uh, yeah! That!"
She got her things together, then got to her feet, "Well, forget it. I can help you with the homework I hear we're gonna have tonight, but not the test!" she walked on ahead. That...went...ok?
As the school day came to an end, you were at home, seeing which one of your outfits would make the best, 'I-totally-look-this-hot-everyday' impression. You were down to three. You were wearing one of your options and checking it out in the mirror. You haven't put this much thought into an outfit since Nancy hooked you up with Gilbert's dad.
"Ma. I'm home," you son lazily announced. You left from your room, to greet him in the living room.
"Hey~! How was school?"
"Eh," was his answer as he flopped on the couch, throwing his face into a pillow.
"Eh? You fucked up, didn't you?"
"I-I don't wanna talk about it!"
"It was that bad, Gil?" you complained while letting out a breath.
"Can't I just try a different girl?"
"No! You trying to settle?! I'm trying to help you get first place!"
"You're trying to help me do the impossible; date my gay best friend!"
"Why you being negative?!"
He smacked his teeth, then held up his head to look at you. Before he could get any words out, he noticed your outfit, "The hell are you going?"
"Hm? Oh, you mean my outfit?" you twirled around, "Like it? I'm going on a date~!"
"With Nancy and Tyler, right?"
"Nu-uh! With Ivan," you touched your cheeks as your smile widened.
He growled under his breath, "What for?"
"What you mean?"
"What are you going out with him for?!"
"Cause...I feel like it?" you shook your head as you chuckled at his question and started to head back to your room.
"Cause? Oh! Let me drop everything! I forgot all about cause!" you sarcastically panicked.
"Ma! You gotta help me with...m-my project! I got a project to do in biology and I want to do it tonight!"
"Why tonight, of all nights?! You know we always wait last minute for projects! It's like a rule!"
He crossed his arms, "Ja. That's why I always get like a D on them. Dyah's not gonna want to date me, if I fail!"
You groaned, then whined some as you stomped off to your room. "Fiiinnee!" you drawled out. "Why did you have to crush on the nerds?" In your room, you pouted as you sat on your bed. You sighed heavily while you were taking out your cellphone. It took you awhile, since you were staring at the number you now had to dial to deliver news that got you so down, but you did it.
"My dear sunflower."
"Hey, Ivan," you lowly greeted him back.
"What's the matter? You sound sad."
"Uhm. Well, I can't get out tonight."
"My son needs me, for schoolwork reasons. You know."
"Is that all?"
"You can still come, then!"
You blinked a few times, "...You're loosing me, here."
"Dyah could help him. She's very smart and they're friends. I'm sure he wouldn't mind having her there, instead."
You perked up at his idea, "Oh~! That's perfect!"
"Then, I'll see you tonight, da?"
You jumped up, celebrating, "Da! Fuck yeah, in English!" you covered your mouth, "O-oh! U-uhm! S-sorry. I-I"
"You're so cute," he chuckled.
"Y-yeah! T-thanks. Uhm...I'll see you later, kay? Don't forget to bring Dyah."
You hung up then left to tell Gilbert your good news, "Guess what?!"
"Ya mama's about to bitch slap ya with good news!"
"Why does everything have to be violent with you?"
"Cause it's fun. Where do you think you get it from? Your dad? Ha!"
He sat up, then crossed his legs on the couch. "Whatever. What ya gotta bitch slap with, ma?"
"First off! I want an enthusiastic response! I want the whole, 'you're the best mom in the world! How do you do it, ma?! I can't wait until I get older, so I can pay everything for you!' I want all of it! Might as well go on ahead and say it all now!"
Your son was laughing at you throughout your whole speech, "Well, alright ma! I'm ready!"
"I got you Dyah, in this house, with no parental vision!"
"O-oh, my god! H-how did y-"
"Where's the best mom in the world and paying everything for me part?! Most importantly, the paying everything for me part."
He looked down to his spazzing hands while his face was reaching a red you've never witnessed before. "I-I don't get it! U-uhm! L-like, can I touch her and stuff?! D-do you just want us to t-talk o-"
You slapped him in the face, "Stop babbling and get a hold of your nuts! Stop being a scary little bitch!"
"Ma! You can't just slap and say stuff like that to your kid! I thought we went over this! I'm gonna be a fucked up person if you keep doing this!"
"How else are you going to learn how to be a man?!"
"Read a book?"
You stomped your foot, "We don't read in this house, damn it! I will teach you, if it's the last thing I do! I'm doing one hell of a job, too," you proudly stated. "I mean look at you?"
"Anyway. Back on subject," you slapped him again, "Hell yeah, you touch her! You touch her until she tells you she doesn't want to go that far! And if she doesn't say that...Uhm...Alright, just don't be having babies. I didn't have time to prepare and get you condoms...and still at least try to get some of the project done too."
"The one for biology, right?"
He smacked his teeth, "That's how you got her here?!"
"What? Ivan said she was smart. You told me that too!"
"He's just trying to get you out the house!"
"I don't like him! I don't want you going anywhere with him!"
You covered your mouth as you rolled your eyes dramatically, "Pssshhh! Boy, you cray cray!"
You sighed deeply then sat next to him on the couch, "...Alright. Why don't you like him?"
He turned his head away from you and grumbled, "He looks creepy."
"That's mean, Gilbert," he didn't answer you back. You nudged his arm, "You can't just make assumptions like that."
"Well, you can't just assume he's a cool person!"
"Then, that's why I'm going on this date! To see. You never know until you give someone a try, but I like him so far," he balled up his fist and mumbled things angrily to himself. "...You're just gonna be grumpy about this all night?"
"Yes! There's no reason for you to go out with him, ma! Lets say he isn't creepy. So?! You don't need him!"
"It's not like you're lonely or anything! I'm here with you! If you want some help with the bills or something, I'll get a job! I'll protect you from anything! You don't need him around! I can do anything he can for you!"
"I can name a few things you can't," you more so mentioned to yourself as you looked off to the ceiling.
"I-I'm sorry! Sorry! On topic now; it's been a really long time since I've gone out, Gilbert. I haven't since you were born!"
"Then why do it now?!"
"I thought you'd be old enough now that it wouldn't bother you as much!"
"This is even worse!"
"You know I just won't bring anybody around you! Calm down! It's one date!"
"I don't care! You're staying home!"
You stood back up, "You've lost it, little boy! You don't just tell me what I can and can't do!"
You locked your fingers together as you held your hand by your mouth and lightened your tone. "I don't know if you're going through some kind of only child or mom complex or something, but just calm down, alright? I'll be fine. Ok?" he refused to meet your eyes as he continued to pout on the couch. You threw your hands up to signal that you gave up and just went back off to your room to finish getting dressed. "Whatever, Gilbert. Just be a grumpy cat."
Some time passes. You were in your room checking out how totally hot and young you looked before putting on your shoes, when you heard the doorbell. You got butterflies in your stomach as you tried to rush to get your foot in your shoe. "Gilbert! Get the door!" You finally got both shoes on, then you heard the bell again. You narrowed your eyes to your door then shook your head before getting it yourself.
You left out of your room and saw your son on the couch, playing his portable gaming system. "Thanks for getting the door!" you sarcastically hold both of your thumbs up towards him, before opening the front door. There stood the tall, sweet looking man you've waited for. You played in your hair as you looked down, like a child with a crush, "H-hi, Ivan."
"(name). Uhm...Dyah couldn't come."
"H-huh?!" you looked up and noticed he was by himself. "W-wha- b-but, we a-"
The teenager's head peaked from behind him, "Beep! Beep! Evenin', Ms. Beilschmidt!"
"Oh, my goodness! I'm just now realizing how short you really are, with you hiding behind your uncle like that!"
"Thanks~" she sang as she moved beside him. She looked behind you and caught sight of Gilbert. "Hey, Gil! I didn't know you were trying to do your project this early! I'm embarrassed! I usually wait until the last two days to do mine," he didn't say anything back to her or even acknowledge that she was speaking to him. "Is he alright?" she whispered to you.
You leaned down, "He's a little grouchy. You should use your special girl powers to help out with that," you hinted and winked at her as you left out the door some.
"U-uhm! W-well, as his friend, I-I'll try my best, ma'am!"
You chuckled and patted her head, "Alright, sweetie! You take care of him~!" You walked beside Ivan to his car as the teen stood at the door trying to decipher what you meant.
In the car, you giggled, "She's cute."
"Hm? Ah...," he absentmindedly just nodded to you.
"So! You don't have any kids?"
"Oh, no. I actually have three."
"Oh, god! Aren't you younger than me?! I had Gilbert at a young age, too!" you next mumbled, "You and your ex-wife must have been like bunnies!"
He laughed at you, "No. We adopted them."
"Oh...I didn't think about that one. Are they all boys? Girls? Both? What's their names?" you caught him smiling as you watched him. "I feel like you've been laughing at me since I met you!"
"It's not that I'm laughing at you! You're just so energetic and perky. You're like a stuffed sunflower I saw in a store window one day that I just want to keep forever."
"...That is the sweetest compliment I have ever gotten! I've never been called a sunflower before! I like sunflowers~!"
"But to answer your questions, they're all boys and named Ravis, Toris, and Eduard."
"Aww! Cute names! How old are they?! I can't wait to meet them!"
"Nine, twelve, and thirteen."
"They tend to be rather shy around people, for some reason."
"That's fine! I love kids! I can get the little quiet chickies to talk~!"
"You're so full of life."
"Thanks! You're...," you smile wide as the word came to you. "adorable!"
"Uh-huh! You're like!...You're like a big teddy bear! Like, some kids might be scared of you, you know, cause you're big, but to another kid, they might just want to have you around forever, for kid stuff! Like hugging when bad dreams come, or hiding behind when you don't want your parents to find you, or keeping you warm at night, like other normal sized bears can't give to you! I always thought those big bears were so adorable!" you then covered your mouth. " O-oh, my goodness! T-that's offensive, huh?! I-I'm sorry! I bet that's the last thing you wanted for me to say!"
"I think it's sweet."
"Yes. No one's ever told me that before. Most seem to be scared of me."
"That sucks, cause you're hella cool! If I would have complimented another dude like that, they probably would've kicked me out of the car! I'm not sure why I said it. I don't really seem to think about the words I say when I'm talking to you."
"I like that."
"...What happened to you and your ex-wife?"
He laughed nervously, "O-oh, uhm...S-she left."
"I-it just didn't work out, I-I guess."
"Oh, come on! We're both divorced and parents. I'll tell you mine, if you tell me yours~"
"Boo! You better tell me yours, when I'm done! No bullshitting! Promise?!"
"Hmm...You're driving, so you can't pinkie swear but," you move over and wrapped one of your arms around his, "Alright! Now promise!"
"I promise! I promise!"
"Good!" you paused for a moment, then leaned your head on his arm. "Uhm...We were seventeen. My best friend hooked it up! She was always into that match maker shit. She's weird. Anyway! Dated for a year, married ASAP, got pregnant, divorced within two days of knowing so," you cuddled him a bit as you sighed, "Your turn!"
"...Well,...basically...she was my oldest sister's friend. She was one of the few people who didn't mind my presence, so I married her. T-that didn't really last very long..."
"...I don't want to scare you away, and so early."
"It takes a lot to scare me away! I'm scared of few things. I'm too awesome for fear! Come on! What is it?!"
"...M-my younger sister."
"S-she's crazy! S-she ran her off and I never saw her again. I-I don't want her to run you off, too."
"She didn't like her or something?"
"S-she has this weird obsession with me a-and it's really creepy."
"Well, don't you worry! I don't scare easily! She can come at me, bro! I'm way too awesome!" You noticed the car come to a stop. You looked out the window and saw you were in front of the new restaurant that was built a few weeks ago. "Oh, yeah...I kind of forgot we were going somewhere."
"We've gotten to know each other so well, already."
"I know, right? Wanna just get some drinks or something? Talking is always better with vodka~!"
"I really hope my sister doesn't run you off."
At your house, once Dyah was out of her thoughts, she entered the house and shut the door behind her. "Alright, youngster! Lets get to work!" He ignored her once again. She trotted over and bent down. She looked to him, then the game in his hand, then back to him. She then hit the screen with her hand.
"What the fuck?!"
"Hi, Gilbert!" she yelled, unnecessarily loud.
"Hi, Dyah!" he yelled back, then went to his game once again.
"Come on! Lets party or something! We're here by ourselves and my uncle usually stays out late. Don't Toni and Francis live nearby? Lets turn up! Lets go!"
"Like hell he's staying out late with my mom! Better be back before ten!"
She backed away a bit due to his sudden outburst, "Calm down. I didn't mean it like that. He just likes to get out with people who actually aren't scared of him. He rarely leaves the h-"
"I don't care," he cut her off.
"Gilbert...Do you not like him?"
"Yes," he bluntly answered.
"...I know it's probably because you really care about your mom and don't want anything bad to happen to her, but my uncle Ivan really isn't as bad as people think. I promise," he shook his head, as if he wasn't accepting anything she was saying. "What?"
"You don't get it."
"How? I understand. My mom hasn't really dated or anything, but I see how seeing your parent with someone l-"
"You don't, so just shut up about it!"
"...I-I just don't want you to be so frustrated about it. You're mom's going to date whoever she wants, regardless."
"Shut the hell up! Don't tell me what the fuck my mom is going to do, alright?! You don't know shit, so leave me alone!"
"Fine!" she barked back at him. "Fine! I don't care!" she sniffed and rubbed her sleeve against her nose. "C-came all the way down here to hang out with you and all you do is yell at me and basically insult me and my family. I-I wish I just told uncle Ivan I was busy...at least then I would've still liked you a bit."
He glanced up to her, but soon looked back down. She went off down the hall, then he heard a door slam.
You were out taking shots just to the head. You slammed one of the cups down, then shook your head around, "Nothing like some shots to warm you up!"
"I've never seen a woman take so many shots in one night."
You hit your chest, "Oh, I'm real good at holding liquor! Drinking was one of my favorite pass times in my younger and teenage years. I'm still good, right now. I can usually drink any man under a table, you know, but you're keeping up!"
"Hm? Oh, no. I'm not really trying. I still have to get you home, too."
"Oh, yeah!...I wanna get a little wasted before I have to see Gil again," you grumbled while downing another shot.
"Eh. Nothing. I'm sure Dyah fixed it for me~"
"She's not very good with fixing things..."
You chuckled a bit, "I bet she's doing just fine. She's your niece! You should trust her."
"Yeah, but she really is my sister's kid; clumsy and just...really weird..."