Who's this hella rad dude?

(Dave Strider blog for Wishful Crossing)

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davestuckisoverated :

In truth, Dave had been avoiding an interaction with Auntie, he thought it would have been painful. He wasn’t there for her when she’d died. He could have done something, he’d fought gods and demons alike. He could have helped. She didn’t need to hear that though, she didn’t need to hear much of anything except the answer to her question.

“Yeah, pretty much.“ He shrugged. “I’m guessing it’s pretty weird to hear that you lived here for a while, and that moming was one of your hobbies, huh? I guess you’d had a lot of practice before I popped in.” He patted her shoulder gently, trying not to overwhelm her; the only thing Dave knew is that she would need time to remember, and he would have to tread lightly around her, and not get too excited. “It’s cool if you don’t remember, it’ll take some time, m-…” he cleared his throat “my friend.” Nice save, smooth as fuck except not at all. Calling her mom might have been weird, so he dialed it back a bit.

“Right now, I’m just a chill dude who wears shades, and until you get your memory back, I’m ok with that. Being ok with stuff is what chill dudes do; it’s like an art to us. I’m Leonarbro Chillvinci.” Needless to say, Dave was pretty fucking awful in situations like this. The second he has something serious to say, he starts spouting nonsense. He sighed, and looked like he was about to apologize, but decided against it.

     Her hunch was right, then. She nods in agreement to his statements, brow creasing slightly as the weight of this situation slowly piles up. At least Dave seemed like a collected, responsible teen. If she did one thing right, it was likely picking him up as an adopted son.

“Aha, yeah..’pretty weird’ just about sums it up, I guess.. I never thought I’d be the kind of person to try and be someone’s mother, again.. It wouldn’t surprise me if I made a lot of mistakes..”

     Ian had told her to not think about the past, anymore. It was best to put it behind her, and she knew this–but with that still fresh scar on her heart, it was difficult to pick up being a mother, again. Having apparently lived in an area she couldn’t remember for over a year had also thrown her for a serious loop, but she was slowly starting to accept this fact. At least she was likely far away from her own universe–that had been her goal, after all.

     He seemed to stop himself from saying something–it wasn’t difficult to figure out what it was. She wasn’t sure if he wasn’t comfortable with the idea, since she didn’t remember being a mother to him, or if he was holding it back for her sake..

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He patted her shoulder while she was talking, then chuckled in response to her final question. “Yeah, I don’t know how to take anything seriously, so they just kind of pop up sometimes. I don’t even think i have a filter anymore.” Dave gave a halfhearted sigh and shrugged.

“This sucks, but to be honest, I wouldn’t want to make you uncomfortable. You need time to get back into the swing of things. Besides, I’m almost an adult. I don’t need a mom. I sure as hell didn’t need a bro when i was growing up-... shit. Forget I said anything. also that I curse like a sailor.” Another chuckle. He seemed to be loosening up just a bit.

“I’m fine with calling you Auntie. Makes you sound British.” And in what was possibly the worst imitation of a British accent, Dave said “I ‘ope ta get ta know ya, Auntie toime-lady.” Well, he wasn’t exactly known for his accents; or known for much other than being a general goofball, and being able to wield a sword.

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      It was still..strange, acting as a mother. After four years of being unable to handle the concept of a child, she’d recently learned that her pre-death-amnesia self had managed to take control over her trauma, and even allowed herself to “adopt” children, again. This apparently wasn’t limited to children, either, as she had adopted Brick–and she was certain he was eighteen years old, give or take.

      She’d also come to note the fact that the gods seemed to have her housed with people she had a clear connection to–or, that her past self had a connection to. She’d dated Ian throughout most of their time in the game, their relationship only ending after she’d left the universe they and their sessionmates had created. Chara was someone she’d adopted, before dying. That left one member of the household–one person she’d yet to confirm any relation with. She had a hunch that his case would be similar to Chara’s, but..since she had the chance, it was better to ask rather than assume.

      First making some tea to calm some of her nerves, she moves to find the Knight, taking a second to figure how she was going to ask this before speaking up.

“Ah..um..Dave..? I.. I was recently..clued in on something that I..did, before I died and..forgot everything. Apparently, I acted as a mother of sorts for some of the other residents.. Namely, I’ve been told I did this for both Brick and Chara. I..have this hunch..and I wasn’t sure, so I wanted to check first–and if I’m wrong about this, I’m sorry for bothering you with it–but.. Were you..one of the people who thought of me..as a mother..?”

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In truth, Dave had been avoiding an interaction with Auntie, he thought it would have been painful. He wasn’t there for her when she’d died. He could have done something, he’d fought gods and demons alike. He could have helped. She didn’t need to hear that though, she didn’t need to hear much of anything except the answer to her question.

“Yeah, pretty much." He shrugged. “I’m guessing it’s pretty weird to hear that you lived here for a while, and that moming was one of your hobbies, huh? I guess you’d had a lot of practice before I popped in.” He patted her shoulder gently, trying not to overwhelm her; the only thing Dave knew is that she would need time to remember, and he would have to tread lightly around her, and not get too excited. “It’s cool if you don’t remember, it’ll take some time, m-...” he cleared his throat “my friend.” Nice save, smooth as fuck except not at all. Calling her mom might have been weird, so he dialed it back a bit.

“Right now, I’m just a chill dude who wears shades, and until you get your memory back, I’m ok with that. Being ok with stuff is what chill dudes do; it’s like an art to us. I’m Leonarbro Chillvinci.” Needless to say, Dave was pretty fucking awful in situations like this. The second he has something serious to say, he starts spouting nonsense. He sighed, and looked like he was about to apologize, but decided against it.

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Dave Strider turns on some choice tunes -- which are manditory while he reflects upon the past btw -- and reflects upon the past. After popping back into his own universe, where things are awesome, Dave hath returned to utter a formal and cordial “sup” to the residents on Solitude.

He sheds a single tear and whispers, just loud enough for his own ears to hear “bruh”.

Dave is now home again.

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Well that escalated quickly

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davestuckisoverated :

(as a result of this post)

Breakfast, the most important meal of the day. That time of day when sweet, sweet nutrients is the key to a healthy start, and a great day… Dave was too lazy to make/get breakfast though, so he ended up just making some coffee. He didn’t normally eat breakfast so that’s just the way it… Oh what in gog’s name is that?

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      She’d had a couple run-ins with the goblins and imps Selena had released, as well. She’d managed to spot a couple entering and leaving the apartment–though, she’d noticed they’d seemed to take a few items along with them–and even had a brief conversation with a visiting Imp.. Now that she’d taken the time to really look at the items she was now missing, however, she realized that she needed to work on locating the thief of one item in particular–her “key-chainsaw.” Though it was normally harmless when kept in it’s toy-sized form, if it was triggered to full size, and then revved up..

      Someone–demon or not–was likely going to get themselves or someone else hurt.

      Searching up and down the complex had left her with no signs or evidence that the thief had even been around at all..and running back down the stairs only rewarded her with a single stumble, a now bruised-up knee, and the discovery of one of her “sons” sitting at the base of the complex, covering his eyes and muttering obscenities..

      For just a moment, she’d put a hold on the search.

“Dave..? Are you alright..?”

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He didn’t dare look up at her, but he waved at her with a free hand while the other covered both of his eyes. “Yep! It’s great! Everything’s great! Sure is a nice day out today! Not too hot, not too cold. Almost wish I could actually SEE it!”

A terrible thought entered his mind: what would Auntie think? She was one of the few people on the island that he actually cared about, the rest either being complete strangers, jerks, or having talked to him only once or twice.

He sighed. “Someone took my sunglasses; I think it was Chara, but I’m not really sure. It would make the most sense -- I was in my apartment when it happened.” He tried to keep it cool, but the slightest amount of desperation leaked through his voice.

“I need to find them. They’re prescription. My eyes are really sensitive to light, so I have to wear those, or all I see are bright, glowing things, everywhere.” Damn that was a lie and a half. Dave felt terrible lying to his friend, but the alternative was worse. Besides, what she didn’t know wouldn’t hurt her; heck, it might push her to help him, though it would be wrong taking advantage of her kindness... Today already sucked, and it wasn’t even noon yet.

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Well that escalated quickly

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Breakfast, the most important meal of the day. That time of day when sweet, sweet nutrients is the key to a healthy start, and a great day... Dave was too lazy to make/get breakfast though, so he ended up just making some coffee. He didn’t normally eat breakfast so that’s just the way it... Oh what in gog’s name is that?

Something just tugged on his hair, but there was no one behind him when he turned around. He half expected his roommate to be there, but that kid almost never talked to him, so it would be weird if they suddenly wanted something.

With a shrug signifying that he was probably crazy and pretty chill about that development, he went back to sipping on his coffee... or he would have is something hadn’t drunk it already.

“Yo! Chara! If you did this then... it’s actually pretty impressive that you can down hot coffee that fast without me noticing, but it’s still not a cool thing to do, ok?” He was about to check around for the little kid, when something snatched his sunglasses off of his face.

“SON OF A BITCH!” Dave heard the pitter-patter of imp feet racing across the apartment. He hurried after, assuming it was Chara, and stumbled out the door after it. “GIVE ME MY SHADES BACK! I SWEAR TO FUCK I WILL HUNT YOU DOWN AND TURN YOU INTO KID-SUSHI!”

Upon reaching the outside world, he quickly covered his eyes so that no one could see them, and blindly stumbled towards the stairs, to follow the imp.

Luckily, he got to the bottom without incident, but Dave just didn’t know what to do. He couldn’t chase after that thing while blind, so he elected to just sit where he was, with his hands over his eyes, and mumble obscenities.

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“Call me an over achiever.” Dave shrugged, though he couldn’t help but smirk a little. “So, what do we do from here?” Dave was eager to start as soon as possible.

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There, he would have to be disappointed. Izaya would need a little preparation before Dave would be able to start training. He would need an appropriate partner to spar against. 

“I like those.” He chuckled. “I have your information, of course. I will contact you within the next day or two to come in for your training and to formalize all of this. Is that acceptable?”

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“Yeah. You’re the boss.” Another shrug. He could wait a few days. After all, it would be wrong to ask for much more than what he’d already gotten. “So, if you don’t need me for anything else, I’ll see myself out. Thanks again.” He gave the guy a slight nod and started towards the door.

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Dave didn’t move, or even so much as flinch. Instead, a second Dave appeared right as the pen was a mere inch from the first’s face, grabbing it in the nick of time. “We can take care of ourselves.”

For that event to happen, the first Dave jumped back in time, so that he would be the one to catch the pen this time. The remaining incarnation of himself smiled ever so slightly. “If that’s the initiation, you’re going to have to think up a better one.” He stepped forward, and handed the pen to Izaya. “Nice throw.“ He meant it. The damn thing would have hit him right between the eyes.

[sapiosexualinformant]

Izaya grinned in approval, holding out his hand to accept the pen back. “I was merely curious as to your reaction speed. You handle yourself quite well.” He said in amusement.

[davestuckisoverated-blog]

“Call me an over achiever.” Dave shrugged, though he couldn’t help but smirk a little. “So, what do we do from here?” Dave was eager to start as soon as possible.

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@davestuckisoverated

    ❝ Hey you, you’re smart, right? ❞

Not as smart as him, of course, but Ranpo only really needed somebody who wasn’t directionally challenged at the moment. As it was, he pointed at his name on the bulletin board he managed to find, and the location listed next to it.

   ❝ Take me to this place. Chop chop. ❞

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Dave took one look at this guy, and did his best to keep from laughing.

“Alright,” he said through a sly smile, “follow me.“

Then began walking in the exact opposite direction. He was going to have some fun with this guy.

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      It’s a full moon out tonight. The Summer breeze is blowing through nicely and the atmosphere is filled with nothing but wonderful sensations. It’s just one of those nights, where you have to romp around and let out all your excitement.

   But Harper’s too stable for that; he has to remain calm. …But there’s nothing wrong with letting out a long, deep howl, is there? After all, it’s not like he’s so much hiding from anyone here.

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Dave came out of the darkness with his sword drawn, ready to attack, when he saw that it was just a harmless wolf... well, maybe harmless wasn’t the right word, but needless to say, he was happy to see that the creature wasn’t what he thought it was.

Unsure of what to do next, he simply put away his sword and started backing away slowly, making sure not to make eye contact -- he’d heard that it was considered an act of aggression for dogs, and he’d rather not take that chance. “Don’t worry, dude. I was just heading out. Sorry for the misunderstanding, and all that. Hope you don’t want to chomp on my face.”

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Dave is the master of time!!!! (open)

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The Daves looked up at Rei with the same expression of slight surprise, as if standing in an apartment complex was such a secretive thing.

“You guessed it, we’re quadruplets who like wearing the same outfit. Also, our parents suck at naming things, so we’re all named Dave.” The four of them nodded in unison, and a different Dave spoke up.

“Yeah,” pointing at the other three Daves he went down the list, “Dave here is a real riot, and Dave sure can make some music. Not to mention Dave who’s really good at fighting. But don’t forget, Dave and Dave don’t get along as well as Dave and Dave, so if you see those two together, make sure to walk the other way, because It’ll result in an all-out Dave brawl… though Dave usually steps in before things get too out of hand.”

The other three Daves nodded again.

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Rei chuckled at the response he’d earned. Dave had jokes– all four of them did. The Aoi twins worked just as seamlessly, as if they were one individual, and tended to wear matching outfits, but Rei knew better than to actually believe that these four were quadruplets for more than just the reason of their identical names. He had seen the bulletin board, after all.

“What a lively household you all must live in then. Hmhmhm.” Rei gave a smile and a curious tilt of his head before continuing. “So then I wonder, why have you four gathered in the hallway, looking like a group of suspicious children?”

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All four Daves felt proud of how well they worked together. It was always like clockwork (if you’ll pardon the expression) with him. The most he’d ever had in the same time was thirteen, yet still those Daves worked seamlessly.

“Well, we were going to think of some choice pranks to pull.”

“The choicest pranks; the likes of which this island has never seen.” The two Daves fist bumped while the first continued again.

“But to be honest, we can’t think of anything. Well... These other three dudes have already lived through the alleged prank, but they can’t tell me because that would mean that future me told me so that I could go back and tell me, which is a paradox, and I’m at least 90% sure the universe would explode or something.”

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Dave is the master of time!!!! (open)

Now that he was settled in on the island, Dave was starting to get bored again. He was too used to having crazy-powerful god-like entities trying to kill him all the time to just sit around and enjoy a peaceful island vacation. He needed shenanigans. Nay, he needed full on JAPES.

Dave started his master plan by creating three time duplicates of himself. One from a week from a month from now, and one from two months from now. This way, they could avoid any unnecessary paradoxes in the case of the plan running over schedule. The three Daves met outside his (their?) apartment, and began scheming. Oh yes. What would follow would be the greatest thing ever devised… if the three of them could come up with anything that is. Mostly they just talked about how cool the island is, and how fresh their beats were. The answer was a decisive “Fresh as milk straight out of the udder of a cow that ate nothing but the grass of Avalon.” Straight poetic business. Just like always.

The three Daves kept talking, forgetting the fact that all three of them were out in the open.

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Visiting Leo and his housemates was a normal thing. What Rei saw on his way out was definitely not. Well, surely it was no more odd than anything else on the island. Goat gods and many of the other mysterious entities that inhabited Solitude were a bit difficult to one up. So many strange occurrences… seeing four versions of Dave standing around, conversing as though it was normal, wasn’t too hard to take in.

“Oh my~ What’s this?” Rei spoke up as he approached behind one of the many Daves standing around. “More than seeing double, I’m seeing four Strider-kuns now. Are you all siblings? Fufu. You certainly say odd things as a group, don’t you?”

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The Daves looked up at Rei with the same expression of slight surprise, as if standing in an apartment complex was such a secretive thing.

“You guessed it, we’re quadruplets who like wearing the same outfit. Also, our parents suck at naming things, so we’re all named Dave.” The four of them nodded in unison, and a different Dave spoke up.

“Yeah,” pointing at the other three Daves he went down the list, “Dave here is a real riot, and Dave sure can make some music. Not to mention Dave who’s really good at fighting. But don’t forget, Dave and Dave don’t get along as well as Dave and Dave, so if you see those two together, make sure to walk the other way, because It’ll result in an all-out Dave brawl... though Dave usually steps in before things get too out of hand.”

The other three Daves nodded again.

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Dave is the master of time!!!! (open)

Now that he was settled in on the island, Dave was starting to get bored again. He was too used to having crazy-powerful god-like entities trying to kill him all the time to just sit around and enjoy a peaceful island vacation. He needed shenanigans. Nay, he needed full on JAPES.

Dave started his master plan by creating three time duplicates of himself. One from a week from a month from now, and one from two months from now. This way, they could avoid any unnecessary paradoxes in the case of the plan running over schedule. The three Daves met outside his (their?) apartment, and began scheming. Oh yes. What would follow would be the greatest thing ever devised... if the three of them could come up with anything that is. Mostly they just talked about how cool the island is, and how fresh their beats were. The answer was a decisive “Fresh as milk straight out of the udder of a cow that ate nothing but the grass of Avalon.” Straight poetic business. Just like always.

The three Daves kept talking, forgetting the fact that all three of them were out in the open.

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davestuckisoverated :

“Um… Sup dog.” With the weird greeting he’d gotten, Dave wasn’t really sure how to respond, so a simple ‘sup’ would have to suffice. Weird that she could tell he was a god, though with Auntie on the island, she must know who’s gone through the game.

Wait, she said human in a way the signified she wasn’t one, which would be old hat for Dave if she didn’t look so human… minus every article of clothing, her hair, and her eyes being red. Something about this girl reminded him of a bond villain, minus the blatant sex pun that most female villains are named after. Well he really didn’t know her name, so maybe it was a sex pun.

“I’m Strider. Dave Strider.”

      If it weren’t for the fact that there was no possible way for him to know she was a hellhound, she might have given up on having pun-free conversations with these demi-gods.

“It is a pleasure to meet you, Dave Strider. I am Selena Sakamoto–and, in case I was not clear, before..I am not human, either. I am a demon–a hellhound, to be precise.”

“..And yourself? I know you are a demi-god, but from what I am aware, there are many different kids of gods just as there are demons.. If you do not mind, I would love to hear a little about yourself and your abilities, dearest Strider..”

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“Same to you.” Hell hound? That sounded crazy. Chalk that up to another person he really didn’t want to piss off... Dave realized that he might have offended her with his tactfully worded ‘sup dog’. Crap.

“Well, I’m a knight of time, which means i can use time to my advantage by shoving myself forward and backward through it. I have to keep the timeline stable though. Paradoxes are whack.” He shrugged, hoping that’s how he could end the explanation. He was definitely getting some villainous vibes from Selena, but maybe he was just judging her too harshly? Some of his best friends were trolls after all.

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“No rituals, but I have to make sure I don’t create any paradoxes or anything like that. Can’t kill my own dad as a kid or something, you know?” Dave shrugged. “But as far as going through time itself, it’s like walking through a door. I.E. easy.”

Dave cracked the slightest of smiles at the good news. Not only did he have something to do, but he was going to train with this guy? “Sounds dope. And thanks.” Dave thought about saying something cheesy like ‘I won’t let you down’ but it was pretty much implied. Plus not saying it prevented any sitcom-like shenanigans from happening later. Those things were surprisingly prevalent in his weird life.

[sapiosexualinformant]

That was probably for the best. Izaya’s own acquaintances tended to have brushes with cruel turnarounds. Not really his own doing, of course.

“I will have to warn you, though. You will be coming face to face with some very strong and inhuman citizens. While they are deterred from murder because of the supernatural law of the land, there’s much more to be done to you. One slip up–” Izaya said, spreading his hands to distract from the pen he threw with the same fast and deadly accurate skill he used with his knives. “– And you very well might lose something valuable.”

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Dave didn’t move, or even so much as flinch. Instead, a second Dave appeared right as the pin was a mere inch from the first’s face, grabbing it in the nick of time. “We can take care of ourselves.”

For that event to happen, the first Dave jumped back in time, so that he would be the one to catch the pen this time. The remaining incarnation of himself smiled ever so slightly. “If that’s the initiation, you’re going to have to think up a better one.” He stepped forward, and handed the pen to Izaya. “Nice throw.“ He meant it. The damn thing would have hit him right between the eyes.

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@davestuckisoverated​

     She was surprised and pleased to sense multiple beings new to her that the gods had apparently brought to the island. A few of these new “residents” caught her attention for being something above “normal,” but none of them registered quite like this one did.. Another demi-god..seemingly the same of that woman, but..from what she could tell so far, much more powerful.

     It took a little while to find him, and she couldn’t lie that she was a little surprised at how young he seemed..perhaps it was due to the only other demi-gods she’d met being in their early twenties.. Hopefully there would be more interesting differences.

     Hopefully this one wasn’t a fan of puns.

“I was beginning to wonder if the gods would bring any more of you ‘demi-gods’ here.. I am glad to see they have chosen to do so. This island would be rather boring if there were nothing but humans.”

     Especially with how the one she cherished had disappeared, some time ago..

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“Um... Sup dog.” With the weird greeting he’d gotten, Dave wasn’t really sure how to respond, so a simple ‘sup’ would have to suffice. Weird that she could tell he was a god, though with Auntie on the island, she must know who’s gone through the game.

Wait, she said human in a way the signified she wasn’t one, which would be old hat for Dave if she didn’t look so human... minus every article of clothing, her hair, and her eyes being red. Something about this girl reminded him of a bond villain, minus the blatant sex pun that most female villains are named after. Well he really didn’t know her name, so maybe it was a sex pun.

“I’m Stirder. Dave Strider.”

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Welp, clean-up time. Dave managed to get a good bit of hatched eggshells around his apartment, but some of the especially small pieces eluded him. Dave thought about sending them forward in time, but that was pretty much the god version of procrastination. Ah well, hopefully they’d blow away in the wind.

Plus the part that really bugged him is the fact that he would have to put his little ducklings in the petting zoo, plus the one small rabbit he acquired that he decided to name “MC booplesnoot”. it was a good way to go.

Dave shed a single manly tear for his adorable little bros and sis. “Be strong little ones, like I know you are.” Dave barely managed to keep it together, whereas opposite dave (or as dave called him, Evad) was crying his un-shaded eyes out.

What a day.