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Nast Sporting Goods [4/27]

It was a highly caffeinated Sean that opened the store. There wasn't enough caffeine in the world to deal with the ball of energy that was his child.

He got her set up behind a register -- what? She wanted to be with Daddy, not stuck in the office. And besides, she was just using that counter space to color. She wasn't actually using the register.

And then he took a spot at another register, wishing he could hide in the office all day.

[~~Wait for the~~ OCD is up!]

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Mod yer shopping or give a yell for Sean.

Especially if you're bringing him more coffee.

Kristofer came in because he felt he was a big boy and didn't need his mommy and daddy with him everywhere he went. And because he snuck away, again. "Hi, Uncle Sean," he said, glancing at Gracie. "I want a ball, please."

"Hey, kidlet," Sean said with a smile. "Any specific kind of ball? 'cause otherwise I might give you something really, really weird."

What? This was Savannah's kid. He couldn't resist the teasing.

He cocked his head. "What kind of really weird ball?"

"Well... a water polo ball. Or a lacrosse ball. Or a cricket ball. Or a rugby ball."

Yeah, he could go on for a while.

"I just want a baseball, Uncle Sean," Kristofer decided. "And a glove and bat. I'm gonna teach Storm how to hit a ball today," yeah, he just decided that.

"Okay, let's get that stuff for you, then," Sean said, coming out from behind the register. "Gracie, give a yell if anybody needs me."

"...and I'm a big boy, Uncle Sean, so I don't want none of that t-ball stuff."

"Gotcha," Sean said with a nod. "But your sister's littler than you, so she's gonna need a smaller bat and stuff if you're gonna teach her how to hit a ball."

And a different ball, because Savannah would kick his ass if her daughter accidentally got beaned with a baseball.

He wrinkled his nose but conceded. "You have the plastic kind too?" Kristofer wouldn't want his sister to get hurt.

"Yep, got that, too."

"That will be for Storm," he said. "But can I still get the big boy kind? I promise not to use it around my sister."

"Of course," Sean said with another nod. "Not gonna take your big boy stuff away from you just 'cause you've got a sister."

"Yeah, thanks," he said, shoving his hands in his pockets. "But I do take care of her. She's mine."

"Of course you do," Sean said with a nod and a smile. "Because that's what a good big brother does."

After making some new friends in the dorms, Kristof had gone back to get his daddy. He wanted to get a soccer ball and play.

With Adam trailing behind him, Kristof entered the store and moved up to the register. "Hi," Kristof grinned and waved at Sean, spotting Gracie as he did so. "Do you have a soccer ball I could have?"

And that would Adam behind him, chuckling softly.

"Oh, I think we can manage to find you one," Sean said with a smile. "What's your name, little guy?" Because he had enough trouble remembering his own kid's name, thank you.

"Thank you," Kristof grinned happily. He wanted to play soccer badly, he was bouncing on his toes due to the excitement. "I'm Kristof," he explained. "This is my daddy," he added, grabbing Adam's hand.

Adam laughed, amused. "Hey Sean, how's it going?"

"Pretty well, aside from some massive flailing on my part." He turned for a moment. "Gracie, honey, go grab a soccer ball for me, would you?" And with that, the little girl hopped down off her perch and went down an aisle.

"Yeah, I hear you," Adam nodded, knowing he'd done some flailing the other morning. It was quite unexpected, that's for sure. Spotting Gracie, Adam smiled warmly. "She's adorable."

"She was a bit of a surprise, but... I'm kinda fond of her," Sean admitted. "Never saw myself as having kids, but obviously I do. And apparently I'm a decent father."

"Yeah, apparently Fandom's trying to tell us something," Adam smiled. He hoped that the kids he'd been sent was the possible future he'd get. He was hooked, he adored them.

"What I'm really happy about, though, is that the future me that's her father is a good dad. 'cause I always wanted to be a good dad just like my father."

He looked at Kristof. "Who you're named after, actually."

"I have a feeling that you'll be a great dad, if this is any indication," Adam smiled. Hey, he was always optimistic.

Kristof's eyes widened in amazement. "Oh wow!"

She gets her own segment of the OCD, yay!

Wheeeeeee!

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