All Systems Go

Bryson Heartcock. Soldier. Husband. Citizen of Crystalmont, California. Back home and a walking work in Progress.

[kaseytheclairvoyant-deactivated]

"How would you know that you’re such a bad choice? No one’s the best parent ever. I mean I love my dad but he wasn’t the best. I loved my mom, but then she left me and my dad so she was obviously not the best mom. Um..thank you? You’re pretty great too. Um, can I hug you?"

[bheartcock]

"I don't know. I've never even seen what a functioning parent looks like. I have no idea where to start, and I wouldn't want to let you down. Uh, yeah, of course you can hug me."

[kaseytheclairvoyant-deactivated]

"Um it’s okay if you want me to go away, Jensen kind of warned me that you’d run away. And I won’t be calling you dad because I did have a real dad, he just passed away a few years ago so theres that."

[bheartcock]

"I don't want you to go away. I'm just...surprised. I'm such a...bad choice for a dad. I don't even know how to be responsible for my life let alone anyone else's. I just...wasn't expecting you to...feel that way. But I'm not...unhappy about it. I...you're great."

[not-your-average-punching-b-blog]

Finally back in town, my grandmother is back home too. Thank god.

[bheartcock]

Something happen with your grandmother...I'm guessing?

[kaseytheclairvoyant-deactivated]

"I think you’re like my dad because you take care of me, like you make sure I don’t eat too many sweets, that I eat vegetables, that I don’t punch my teacher, how to properly punch someone and even like nap."

[bheartcock]

"I...oh. I never thought...I just...oh."

[sol-sicarius-deactivated2016010]

If it isn’t the fire starter from Christmas. How were your holidays? 

[bheartcock]

A wonderful blur all the way around Christmas. But Christmas itself? Amazing. You? You put out fires during the holidays too?

[kaseytheclairvoyant-deactivated]

"Um, I should go right? Probably check myself into the mental hospital."

[bheartcock]

"No, no, no, wait, I'm sorry. I just...what?"

[kaseytheclairvoyant-deactivated]

"Okay. Um, well, I think of you as my dad."

[bheartcock]

[kaseytheclairvoyant-deactivated]

"No. You have to promise not to laugh but oh gods, you’ll probably think I’m insane."

[bheartcock]

"I won't laugh. Pink promise."

[kaseytheclairvoyant-deactivated]

"Um, there’s actually a reason why. Can I tell you why?"

[bheartcock]

"Sure, what's up? You learn you're allergic to sugar or something?"

[jensenheartcock]

"I think you’re thinking of you, Hot Stuff."

[bheartcock]

"Call it a tie?"

[kaseytheclairvoyant-deactivated]

"Really?"

[bheartcock]

"Yeah, really. You're getting healthy. You're actually listening to me. For like...adult advice. No one does that."

[pyrobarbie-blog]

Hm… I don’t believe it for a second.

[bheartcock]

I didn't say I made it for twenty-four hours. But I tried. That counts, doesn't it?

[sol-sicarius-deactivated2016010]

I’m starting to think that New Year’s Resolutions was just an idea made to make people feel bad about themselves.

[bheartcock]

Probably. It's effective though, right? I mean, job well done.

[pyrobarbie-blog]

Did you even try?

[bheartcock]

Yes. I tried for like a whole twenty-four hours.

[kaseytheclairvoyant-deactivated]

"For now at least!"

[bheartcock]

"I'm so proud of you."

[kaseytheclairvoyant-deactivated]

"For now at least!"

[bheartcock]

"I'm so proud of you."

[jensenheartcock]

"Yeah? Glad to know that I’m very very helpful. You’re very very good at keeping me warm."

[bheartcock]

"I do my best. You're very, very hot."