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Hey, so it's me again, I absolutely loved the Teddy fic you just wrote, it was sooo good! Great job! Anyway, you totally do not have to, I just get a lot of prompt ideas and I don't see a lot of writers writing for Teddy so I just wanted to request another, it's pretty similar, but Teddy is a kid and he wakes up sick in the middle of the night and his dad is the one to take care of him. It's a little different but I feel like we don't see much regarding his relationship with his dad and I feel like it would be a really sweet one. No pressure, if you're not up to it you don't have to but I just wanted to send the prompt. :)

Family First

"You'll live forever, right? You won't ever leave...?"

[Platonic Son Teddy X Father Doug Pierce]

Word Count: 0.8K

Warnings: Fluffy, Angsty (cuz we know what happens in the film), Mentions of vomit, Vomiting (somewhat detailed), Crying, Mentions of death, and sorta Foreshadowing into the details of the movie.

I do not write like this at all, but I am willing to try it! I normally do only Xreaders, but I step out of my comfort zone every once in a while. So for you I'll try! We don't know much about his father so it will most likely be OCCish. BUT I tried so yeah please don't EVER stop sending requests. It's like the only reason I have been writing recently so thank you! But anyway, enjoy my efforts.

It had only been a few days since Teddy's first break of his kindergarten year. That was his first time being a "big boy," and he was loving it! He got to play all day, they learned some stuff, but they got to go outside and play and play inside too. He loved the trucks, and he told all his friends his dad had one of the firetrucks, and he got to go in one. A small bluff, but his dad said when he was older, he could go in one, he just had to wait a bit. Sadly, the first day of Christmas break he woke up in the middle of the night, with a strange feeling in his tummy. He knew that feeling. He had the feeling before. Many times, before, anytime he had something his father told him not to eat.

He tried to make it to the bathroom, like his mother told him. Really, he did, but he couldn’t stop it. He managed to crawl out of bed and open the door on his tip toes. He walked down the hall towards his mommy and daddy’s room and the bathroom. He couldn’t hold it. The back of his throat burned as he gagged. The late-night chocolate milk he had before bed spilled out of his mouth. The brown liquid is chunky and disgusting. A person could only wish it had the same delightful taste coming up. The brown liquid chunks hit the carpeted hallway with a soft plop. After a quiet moment, he finished up. Tears welled in the small boys' eyes. Climbing over the puddle of brown liquid chunks, he tiptoes over to his father’s room. His mother was out at work. She had kissed him goodbye, now it was only his father laying in the huge bed.

He stood in the doorway for a bit, just standing there. His arms to his side, the small light in the bathroom shone into the room. His father groaned. Sitting up slightly, to see his son, Teddy, just standing in the doorway. He looked guilty. His eyes had tears, and the poor boy was barely holding back. What had happened? So, Doug sat up, “What’s wrong, buddy?” He asks worriedly. He didn’t know what happened but if he was so upset, it had to have been something bad. Teddy started crying before crawling onto the bed, staying at the end. “I- i threw up,” he slurred a bit; his speech and vocabulary were very good at his age. But he still couldn’t say some words correctly. He had been in speech for a while, though.

“Buddy, come here," his father said, pulling him onto his lap and comforting the poor boy. "It’s not your fault, ok? I’ll go clean it up. You just stay here.” Teddy didn't want to sit there. He felt bad. The boy was waking his father up before the clock on the timer said 6, something his parents had told him ever since he got his big boy bed. He didn't follow the rule. He always followed the rules, thats how everyone has a fun time. At least thats what Mrs. Baker, his kindergarder teacher, says. Still babbiling through tears his father set him on the bed. As he stood up and walked out of the bedroom to the bright light of the hallway.

After what felt like forever, Doug came back. His large frame was in the doorway of his room as he walked in slowly, believing that Teddy was asleep. He was, in fact, not. His tiny frame was on his father's warm spot on the bed. "Daddy..." Teddy spoke up softly, like he was scared he would get scolded. Doug would never. Never ever in millions of years would such. Well, maybe if he stole a car or something, he would never. He sat on the other side of the bed, sliding over the covers over his body as he tucked in the small child beside him. "Yes, teddy bear?" A long silence followed. One that was too long. Uncomfortably long. "You'll live forever, right? You won't ever leave me?" His heart broke for his baby boy. What happened to make him believe that? Yes, firefighting was dangerous, but he would always make sure to get out. For Teddy. For his family.

"Teddy bear, I'll always be here for you. Always. You have nothing to worry about. Let's just sleep. I'll make your favorite pancakes in the morning." That made the little boy smile. After some thought, that was faked. That kid would do anything for those famous pancakes. His mom never cared to learn to make them. Doug was always there. "With chocolate milk." He laughed. "Yes, with chocolate milk." There was only a while notice before that small Teddy fell asleep. The darkness of the room blended with his falling eyelids. Dreams filled with those sweet pancakes.

Sorry, it took so long, I just have like no motivation. Not to mention the erm English essay that I had due that I was supposed to be working on last time I posted. This was rushed, and I hate it, but whatever. It's so sad to think his dad died after he told little Teddy those words. That's why I made him say them.

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Ponyboy would like your blue eyes, they would remind him of dally piercing and bright, staring deep into his under the moonlight, acting as his own summer sky during the nightfall. 

Ponyboy would like your green eyes, even though he hated most people with them. They would show him that there could always be a change in mind and heart.

Ponyboy would like your hazel eyes, the colors all together reminding him of the sky during the sunset. The blues and greens and some brown blending to make a beautiful grey sky in them.

Ponyboy would like your black eyes, they would remind him of Johnny, his innocence and how there is always some good in the world. He shouldn’t ever forget it.

Ponyboy would like your brown eyes, that gold tint in the sunlight reminding him of the sun during the rise and fall of night. That the only thing gold that will stay is you,

And those eyes that he loves so dearly. 

Mr. Car thief, Or is it Mr. Steal Your Heart

"He didn't steal that car, he stole my heart."

Teddy Pierce X Police officers' daughter

Song recommended with this oneshot: Criminal by Britney Spears

Word Count: 750

Warnings: Cussing and/or violent language, Teddy is a bit of a bully and a bit violent, Kissing, making out, reader lying to her father, kabedon.

Reminder: I don't own any of the characters other than you the reader and her parents. Please don't repost without credit, and i'm always open for constructive criticism.Please also remember all of this is fake and Teddy never does have a run in with the cops other than with Santa and Kate, it's just for the story.

Don't forget to enjoy and if you have any requests or want to be tagged in my next oneshot please let me know! I know its very short and rushed but I have to study for finals but I wanted to post again before my Christmas break.

Well shit, how come he didn't even notice her until that video his sister took. A girl that he knew of in his grade was staring right at him when he and his "friends" stole that car. Fuck. What was he supposed to tell her, did he really have to explain what he did to her? Double fuck, her dads a fucking cop. His mind raced of things to get her to shut her mouth about it.

You on the other hand had yet to say a word about it to anyone. How could you tell on him? As pathetic as it sounded you thought he was kind of cute. Well walking back home down an alleyway that you always take you didn't expect to see him there waiting for you.

Teddy found out from asking around what your name was, what route you take to school, and everything in between. Finding your route was just a bit off of his he decided to give you a bit of a visit. Just a bit of a scare, he assumed to get you to keep your mouth shut. Finally you came around the corner of the alleyway.

Walking through the alleyway not knowing he was even there until he pushed your back against the brick wall of that same alleyway. His hand moving to the side of your face, trapping you. Obviously confused and a bit panicked you looked up at him, he was only a few inches taller than you.

"Don't think I didn't see you there, what am I going to have to do to keep your mouth shut about that little thing." Honestly you were a little confused at first before you realized what he was talking about. The stolen car. "Don't make me repeat myself, what do you want to keep your mouth shut." If you were being honest with yourself you wanted him to kiss you, take your first kiss. Taking all the courage you had you spoke in a quiet voice, "A kiss."

He must have thought you were joking since he laughed then realized you were being serious. "You just want me to kiss you? And you wont tell anyone what happened? That seems a bit too easy." Did you really want to tell him that would be your first kiss, no but if it makes it more believable and he would do it. You got to try. Stuttering out some words you were able to whisper, "Well some kids are making jokes about me never having my first kiss so. I thought you know, you don't get into trouble and kids will leave me alone."

He smiled, this was too easy he thought. How could he say no to a cute girl asking him to kiss her. His hand wraps around your waist, pulling you closer to him. "I mean, I can't say no to that." Leaning down to kiss you, it was a lot rougher than you thought it would be. Thinking it would be a quick kiss, him on the other hand was not thinking that. Pushing you up more against the wall, after a few seconds he pulled back, your mouth was a little open getting oxygen. Exactly what he was hoping for.

He kissed you again, his tongue exploring your mouth. A little moan escaping your lips leads him to continue his assault on your lips. His knee moving up in between your legs, leaving your lips for some oxygen you let out a little whine trying to pull him in for another kiss. Laughing he pulled back saying something you could barely hear as he was walking away while speaking, "Maybe next time you catch us, we can continue."

He left you standing in that alleyway with that cute look of desperation and submission. He didn't want to overdo it. I mean it was your first kiss. Making your way home your father questions why you're late and about that stolen car. "I think it was the Pierce kid. I mean he was in the area, there had to be witnesses. You were there right it was him right?" Shyly you speak very quietly and almost as if you're not talking to him.

"Dad, he didn't steal that car, he stole my heart." You walk up to your room, getting a good night's sleep you would need it. How else would you find them stealing another car?

Honestly, I think this is my favorite ending I have made yet. Thank you, guys, for the support!