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aleesha ([personal profile] foxxcub) wrote2008-11-17 02:33 pm
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Fic: the one you love (baby!Panic)

the one you love
baby!Panic | 897 words | G

Greta's glad her daycare group was capped at twenty this year; it gives her more time to learn each kid's idiosyncrasies and how they interact with others.

Yes, they're five-year-olds. This is [livejournal.com profile] harriet_vane's fault. And [livejournal.com profile] wordsalone for telling me a stupidly precious story about a five-year-old asking to be her boyfriend. I want to be embarrassed for writing this, but I'm so, so not. :D





The kids are having their afternoon snack of peanut butter and bananas. Greta waits patiently for them to finish up, watching with a fond smile as they lick their fingers clean only to smear them through peanut butter all over again. She's glad her daycare group was capped at twenty this year; it gives her more time to learn each kid's idiosyncrasies and how they interact with others.

Like with the littlest one of the group, Brendon--he hates being alone, and Greta equates that to having been raised in a house full of siblings. He's not the type to sit quietly on his own and color or hum to himself; it must be shared with someone, always. Usually that someone is one of three other boys, if not all three of them together. Greta has learned the hard way that separating Brendon from Ryan, Jon, or Spencer means a good five minutes of hard crying. And not the pouting crying; the heartbreaking, soul-crushing crying that almost hurts to listen to.

"You let him get his way too much," Vicky said once in between breaks from her own group. "Brendon has a million brothers and sisters, he knows how to turn the waterworks on and off."

"He can't be away from his friends, Vic," Greta had replied earnestly, watching the way Brendon tore his Fruit Roll-Up into tiny pieces to share with Ryan.

Vicky had sighed as she went back to her classroom to have art time.

But now Greta's content to watch her group--especially Brendon and his favorite boys--nibble their snack and make scrinchy, happy faces at each other. They're almost finished; she knows this because Jon has started to stack his banana slices into a tower.

"It's a castle," he says, correcting Greta with a solemn nod. He little lisp makes her smile.

"You don't eat castles," Spencer says matter-of-factly from across the table. Even though he's the youngest of the group (his mother insisted on enrolling him in daycare a year early), he's the most out-spoken. Which is different that Brendon's constant chattering; Spencer says exactly what he wants to say, whenever he wants.

"This castle is special, Spencer," Jon says, and his tongue trips up more than once over the abundance of Ss. But he's very adamant about it. He leans across the table and steals one of Spencer's banana slices, making Spencer glare.

Next to Jon, Ryan chews his lip thoughtfully and reaches over to line up his slices around the base of the "castle". He does it meticulously, slowly, like he does with every project. Greta has never seen a four-year-old fingerpaint with so much intensity in her life.

"What's that?" Brendon asks in what he deems his whisper voice, which is actually nowhere close to whispering. "Ryan, Ryan, what're you doing?" He tugs at the sleeve of Ryan's t-shirt, nearly sticking his elbow in Spencer's peanut butter.

Ryan bites the tip of his tongue as he finishes lining up the banana slices. "It's a moat," he finally replies, nodding slowly and then beaming at Jon. "Castles have moats." Greta wonders where on earth Ryan even learned that word, then remembers they all watched The Sword in the Stone last week. Ryan has been a little obsessed with King Arthur.

Jon's eyes flare happily. "See, special." He flails his hand at Spencer while Brendon leans close enough to really inspect things, nearly smooshing his nose into it.

Since Ryan added the moat, Spencer is looking at it with a much more invested interest.

Eventually Greta makes them stop playing with their food and shuffles them off for naptime. Mats and blankets are already laid out, and while most of the kids sleep spread out in all directions, the four boys always pile into each other, like a litter of newborn puppies. Actually, Greta has taken to calling them her "puppy pile."

Jon always shares his blanket--a fluffy, light blue fleece throw with kittens all over it--with Spencer, while Brendon sleeps curled up tight on Ryan's mat in favor of sleeping on his own ("Mine's cold, Miss Greta, Ryan's is warm"). Jon's blanket normally ends up tangled around the four of them, and Ryan's face is tucked away somewhere Greta can't see except for the very top of his hair poking up around Jon's shoulder.

At one point she hears Brendon whisper sleepily to Jon, voice muffled in the blanket, "Is Spencer your boyfriend?"

"No?" Jon whispers back. "Maybe?" In his sleep, Spencer's nose scrinches up, like he knows he's being talked about, and he rubs his face into the front of Jon's t-shirt. "Are you Ryan's boyfriend?"

"Maybe? He said he's gotta ask me first. That's how it works." Brendon wiggles tighter against Ryan, who makes a softly little snuffle.

"Spencer's never asked." Jon gets quiet for a moment, then says, "But I'd say yes if he did." He grins and yawns at Brendon. "And if Ryan never asks, you can be my boyfriend, too."

Brendon smiles so hard Greta wonders if his face hurts at all. "Okay," he whispers in his not-whisper voice. Then he yawns loudly and shuts his eyes, his hand curled in a ball against his chest.

Greta lets the kids sleep an extra ten minutes, just so she can watch her puppy pile a little longer.

[identity profile] holycloud.livejournal.com 2008-11-17 08:56 pm (UTC)(link)
Okay, this was UTTERLY CUTE!!!!!!!!!!!! So sweet that I think I just got diabetes!
Because even if they are kids, they are like.. just the same grown up personalities reduced more than 15 years less.

It demands a sequel. One of them as kids, like this one.
Or maybe lots of random sequels! Not particulary with a plot, just scenes, from all they growing up on their earlier years!!!!!!!!!!

[identity profile] daydreambeleevr.livejournal.com 2008-11-17 09:17 pm (UTC)(link)
I want to be embarrassed for writing this, but I'm so, so not. :D


I should probably be ashamed off reading it, but I'm so, so not! (psst. one note, though. fingers clean only to swear them through

should "swear" be "smear"?





Or maybe lots of random sequels! Not particulary with a plot, just scenes, from all they growing up on their earlier years!!!!!!!!!!

yeah! What she said!!!

I hate to be a demanding bitch, but this is too genuinely sweet not have more of! I can't stop abusing the "!" button! *grin*


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[identity profile] cmonkatiekatie.livejournal.com 2008-11-17 08:57 pm (UTC)(link)
That is really really beyond precious.

swear should be smear in the first line?

[identity profile] foxxcub.livejournal.com 2008-11-17 10:28 pm (UTC)(link)
I felt ridiculous for writing this on my lunch break, but there you go. :D

Yes! Thank you for catching it!

[identity profile] danacias.livejournal.com 2008-11-17 09:03 pm (UTC)(link)
You actually made me tear up a little with the description of the puppy pile.

Don't ever be embarrassed about writing something this awesome.

[identity profile] foxxcub.livejournal.com 2008-11-19 06:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Awww, thank you so much! :)

[identity profile] vic-ramsey.livejournal.com 2008-11-17 09:09 pm (UTC)(link)
I want to give this fic HUGS. I never stopped smiling through it and I would be embarrassed about that but BABY PANIC! \♥♥/

[identity profile] foxxcub.livejournal.com 2008-11-19 06:57 pm (UTC)(link)
If I'M not embarrassed by writing this, then you certainly shouldn't be embarrassed for smiling. :D

[identity profile] sullen-hearts.livejournal.com 2008-11-17 09:11 pm (UTC)(link)
Omg so cute!

[identity profile] foxxcub.livejournal.com 2008-11-19 06:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Eee, thank you! <333

[identity profile] ambiguousreason.livejournal.com 2008-11-17 09:39 pm (UTC)(link)
GLEE.

this is so adorable.

[identity profile] foxxcub.livejournal.com 2008-11-19 07:03 pm (UTC)(link)
♥!!!

[identity profile] oddishly.livejournal.com 2008-11-17 09:43 pm (UTC)(link)
I have the biggest grin on my face right now. Just. ♥

[identity profile] foxxcub.livejournal.com 2008-11-19 07:03 pm (UTC)(link)
Yay, that was the whole point! ♥

[identity profile] lyo.livejournal.com 2008-11-17 09:45 pm (UTC)(link)
I AM MELTING. Oh, god, so much cute in so little space. *coos over their scrinchy little faces*

[identity profile] foxxcub.livejournal.com 2008-11-19 07:04 pm (UTC)(link)
*snuggles you*

[identity profile] elucreh.livejournal.com 2008-11-17 09:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Greta has never seen a four-year-old fingerpaint with so much intensity in her life.

I'M SURE THAT'S TRUE OF THE REAL RYAN OMG.

I love how they are all interchangeably boyfriends! And puppy piles! And Brendon's tearful manipulations!

AND YOU

[identity profile] foxxcub.livejournal.com 2008-11-19 07:04 pm (UTC)(link)
I WOULD LIKE TO THINK THAT'S CANON, YES.

THE ONLY THINK MOAR RIDICULOUS WOULD BE MAKING ZACK THEIR TEACHER.

[identity profile] shutyourface.livejournal.com 2008-11-17 09:49 pm (UTC)(link)
BRB, DYING OF CUTE.

[identity profile] foxxcub.livejournal.com 2008-11-19 07:04 pm (UTC)(link)
:D :D!!

[identity profile] siryn99.livejournal.com 2008-11-17 10:06 pm (UTC)(link)
baaaaaabies. &them and you;

[identity profile] foxxcub.livejournal.com 2008-11-19 07:05 pm (UTC)(link)
ITTY BITTY BOYS <33333333

[identity profile] maple-mahogany.livejournal.com 2008-11-17 10:14 pm (UTC)(link)
*flibbles*

"This castle is special, Spencer," Jon says, and his tongue trips up more than once over the abundance of Ss.
Yes! Exactly. He would have a baby voice for the longest. Oh, baby Jonny.

My HEART!

[identity profile] foxxcub.livejournal.com 2008-11-20 01:50 am (UTC)(link)
They are so adorable, I can hardly stand iiiiiit. <3333

[identity profile] mrsquizzical.livejournal.com 2008-11-17 10:14 pm (UTC)(link)
ok. that's just too cute to be allowed!

*squishes them*

*goes to wash the peanut butter off my hands*

*edits*
Edited 2008-11-17 22:15 (UTC)

[identity profile] foxxcub.livejournal.com 2008-11-20 01:51 am (UTC)(link)
It really, really is!

themoononastick: refract (jon walker - sleepy head)

[personal profile] themoononastick 2008-11-17 10:15 pm (UTC)(link)
SO cute, omg!
<333333333333

[identity profile] foxxcub.livejournal.com 2008-11-20 03:16 am (UTC)(link)
*SMISHES*

[identity profile] harriet-vane.livejournal.com 2008-11-17 10:23 pm (UTC)(link)
AWWWWWWWWWWWW.

Oh my GOD, awwwwwwwwwwww.

Oh man. ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

[identity profile] foxxcub.livejournal.com 2008-11-20 03:16 am (UTC)(link)
RACHEL, I USED TO NOT EVEN LIKE CHILDREN, WTF.

[identity profile] faechan.livejournal.com 2008-11-17 10:30 pm (UTC)(link)
OMG CUTENESS ADORABLENESS AND ALL THE POSITIVE THINGS ENDING IN -NESS! <3333!

You writing never fails to amaze me, and your kittens/puppies/kiddies!Panic are always a pile of joy (does this ever exist?) to read <3 TY <3
Edited 2008-11-17 22:30 (UTC)

[identity profile] foxxcub.livejournal.com 2008-11-20 03:17 am (UTC)(link)
Hee, I'm glad you enjoy my stupid brain! <333333
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[identity profile] foxxcub.livejournal.com 2008-11-20 03:32 am (UTC)(link)
Thank you very much!

[identity profile] nova33.livejournal.com 2008-11-17 10:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Aw, they're so adorable! I loved all of this - I can totally picture them as five-year-olds - but I especially love the idea of Ryan being the most intense finger-painter Greta's ever seen. So much love.

[identity profile] foxxcub.livejournal.com 2008-11-20 04:07 am (UTC)(link)
Eee, thank you!

[identity profile] torakowalski.livejournal.com 2008-11-17 10:34 pm (UTC)(link)
*incoherent flaily hands* Oh so cute!

[identity profile] foxxcub.livejournal.com 2008-11-20 04:07 am (UTC)(link)
Thank you!!

(And omg, I love your icon. <333333)

[identity profile] wordsalone.livejournal.com 2008-11-17 10:41 pm (UTC)(link)
I love you SO MUCH!

OMG. Merry Christmas, Cristina! WOOT!

Jon's little lisp. Spencer speaking his mind. Ryan being intense. Brendon and his non-whisper.

*tackles you to the ground*

ETA: I TOLD YOU! Ficlets rule. You know it. YOU KNOW IT.
Edited 2008-11-17 23:13 (UTC)

[identity profile] foxxcub.livejournal.com 2008-11-20 04:08 am (UTC)(link)
DAMN YOU AND YOUR ENABLING TRICKS. ♥
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[identity profile] foxxcub.livejournal.com 2008-11-22 07:40 pm (UTC)(link)
Yay, thank you!

[identity profile] notfarfromhome.livejournal.com 2008-11-17 10:49 pm (UTC)(link)
*clutches heart, melts appropriately*

♥___♥ baaaaabies.

[identity profile] phrida_91.livejournal.com 2008-11-17 10:49 pm (UTC)(link)
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

*flails forever*

Omfg seriously this is the most adorable thing EVER. Jon's little lisp! Castles! GRETA'S PUPPY PILE! Boyfriends! SDFHGSLDGSSKJGEEEEK. \o/

♥♥♥

[identity profile] foxxcub.livejournal.com 2008-11-22 07:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Eeee, thank you so much! :)

[identity profile] pfor.livejournal.com 2008-11-17 10:50 pm (UTC)(link)
This is absolutely ADORABLE. I am not even kidding, I totally have hearts in my eyes right now.

[identity profile] foxxcub.livejournal.com 2008-11-22 07:41 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm so glad, thank you! <33
ext_9595: (patd: panic the anvengers!)

[identity profile] bubbleforest.livejournal.com 2008-11-17 10:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh god, I love this so much I don't even have words. I work with three-year-olds every day, and it's exactly like this, except I don't have a group of adorable Panic boyfriends amongst my kids. BUT NOW I WISH I DID. ♥ ♥ ♥

Ugh, talking about their lunches, Ryan knowing what a moat is, Spencer saying everything he wants to and being more interested once Ryan contributes, Jon and his LISP OMG and Brendon with his bouncing earnestness. I LOVE IT, and I can see it all so clearly reflected in the stuff I see at work every day.

At one point she hears Brendon whisper sleepily to Jon, voice muffled in the blanket, "Is Spencer your boyfriend?"

KILLED ME dead. Thank you so much for sharing this!

[identity profile] foxxcub.livejournal.com 2008-11-22 07:41 pm (UTC)(link)
This comment makes me SO happy, thank you! I'm always iffy about writing kids, and I'm glad this rang true to you. <33

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