Danny watched him head off and then he turned back to Zoe. "I suppose? I dunno, he's more normal than I am," he said, because he honestly had no idea that wasn't the case.
"Before my dad stopped wanting to see me much, we had a bunch of fun together. We used to play this game where Melissa was kidnapped by one of us and the other would have to save her because of course we live in a patriarchy and we didn't know any better." Why yes, Danny did have a Tumblr. "Usually saving her was accomplished by throwing a ton of dirt and pine cones at whomever was playing the villain that day. And when we were supposed to be in bed we would tell each other the dumbest stories to try to freak each other out. Usually they were just rehashed urban legends but you know...kids.
"He doesn't know about- I-I never told him about my uncle. When things got bad, before my parents knew what was going on, my dad just thought I was wetting the bed because...I don't know, I was an idiot or something. And he didn't want to deal with it. He had already checked out by the time my mother found out what was happening. And I still went to visit on occasion, but it was never as fun because I was too freaked out by everything to just have fun. I might have given him the impression I didn't like him, but that was never the case. Before my uncle, having a brother was like...the most exciting thing in my life. I talked about him all the time to my mum. Then afterwards other things just took over and it sucked. Wow. Sorry, I kind of motor-mouthed there."
NOPE because mother-mouthed isn't a thing.
Date: 2014-04-21 02:48 pm (UTC)From:"Before my dad stopped wanting to see me much, we had a bunch of fun together. We used to play this game where Melissa was kidnapped by one of us and the other would have to save her because of course we live in a patriarchy and we didn't know any better." Why yes, Danny did have a Tumblr. "Usually saving her was accomplished by throwing a ton of dirt and pine cones at whomever was playing the villain that day. And when we were supposed to be in bed we would tell each other the dumbest stories to try to freak each other out. Usually they were just rehashed urban legends but you know...kids.
"He doesn't know about- I-I never told him about my uncle. When things got bad, before my parents knew what was going on, my dad just thought I was wetting the bed because...I don't know, I was an idiot or something. And he didn't want to deal with it. He had already checked out by the time my mother found out what was happening. And I still went to visit on occasion, but it was never as fun because I was too freaked out by everything to just have fun. I might have given him the impression I didn't like him, but that was never the case. Before my uncle, having a brother was like...the most exciting thing in my life. I talked about him all the time to my mum. Then afterwards other things just took over and it sucked. Wow. Sorry, I kind of motor-mouthed there."