A Brother, A Tutor, and A Friend

Hello. I'm Ivan. It's a pleasure to meet you. I'm afraid I'll be mostly out of town for tutoring work, but if I'm around, I'd be glad to have a chat. Oh, and if you see Dirk, please let him know that his lunch is at home. ||As of ???, I am the proud adoptive father of my daughter, Annalise Sue Aldrich.|| ((Part of the ;););) ))

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((It’s really sad to see the hmml down now.

I’m optimistic in that it won’t be closed for too long, because I know to never give up hope.

I’d be happy to continue any threads on Pete, Ivan, Gill, and Elise; maybe even start more to pass the time.

It’s easy to feel disheartened by this, but I feel it’s best to keep our chins up and be ready for a possible reopening

I’m still sad to see it go, but we can’t lose hope.))

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Skye was hunched over in front of the door, picking at the lock with ease. Most villagers and townsfolk would always lock their doors, understandably so, whenever they received one of his letters. Personally, he thought it was rather rude, even when he had gone through the decency of sending them a personalized letter! Oh well. 

Easily unlocking the door, Skye took precaution of the sound that he would make. Assuming that the wooden door would creak if he opened it slowly, he jerked it open with a fast fluid motion, and welcomed himself inside. It seemed eerily quiet, much to his disadvantage. He had been hoping the infant would be making far more of a ruckus than this. He had to work with what he had.

Closing the door behind him with a gentle shut, his eyes darted to analyze the room, and the situation. 

Now.. Where was his bookshelf… His thoughts went on, as his feet also paced. He had to be quick. Ivan was usually the type of guy he avoided involving with, knowing that he was intelligent and could probably overthink Skye’s plans. He made his way to a shelf, and scanned its contents, hoping that he’d get lucky and found whatever he needed on first go. ….The Goddess probably didn’t like him at all to bless him though. 

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Were those... footsteps? Ivan’s heart raced as he debated whether or not to take a peek. With Annalise asleep, there was at least one less worry surrounding leaving the room.

Small movements... small movements... Ivan slowly turned the nursery’s doorknob to peek out into the hallway.

“W-We know you’re in here!” He squeaked. Maybe he should have stayed quiet.

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Poor Thing || Hiro & Ivan

“I understand, I imagine this is challenging for the both of you,” Hiro said, nodding. “Here, follow me for a moment,” he added hastily, leading them away from the drafty front door to a chair by his desk, where the man could sit.

“Sorry for the mess,” he began as he moved aside some papers and books cluttering the space between them. “Could you tell me how many days have you’ve noticed the teething happening?” Too long could mean an infection; he’d likely have to examine her gums at some point in the appointment.

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“Oh, it certainly is.” Ivan frowned, following Hiro at a pace tailored for Annalise’s comfort. He gently sat down; just the comfort of being able to rest for a moment seemed to calm the little one down a bit.

“Oh, she started by just drooling frequently around the holidays, but... once New Years came around, she became awfully fussy as if she’s just now realized what’s going on in that poor little mouth of hers.” He sighed. “I’ve tried everything. Well, everything but whiskey.” He laughed awkwardly at his attempt at a joke, though he could tell not even his sobbing baby found it very entertaining. “Ah, forgive me. But yes, Annie just goes through teething toys and then tosses them away to fuss again.”

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"You'll be okay, sweetheart." Ivan sighed as he attempted to comfort his cranky infant daughter, keeping a slow, relaxing pace entering the Konohana clinic. "Ah, is anyone here? Forgive me if this is a bad time."

Hiro got up from his desk to see a man enter the clinic, holding a crying baby in his arms. Putting his work down immediately, he went to go see them. “Yes, of course. The resident doctor here is out right now, but I should be able to assist you.”

He glanced at the fussing child, concern crossing his face, before addressing what seemed to be her parent. “What seems to be troubling her?”

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“Oh, thank you so much.” Ivan took a moment to look at the poor little one. It hurt him to see her so uncomfortable. “Annalise here has started teething recently. The poor dear’s been awfully fussy. I just wish I could make the pain go away.”

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>> ✉ ( @ivan-t-your-love )

a letter is placed on the dining table, a corner wedged neatly under the flower vase centrepiece. the name sir ivan is scribbled in neat calligraphy upon the top of the envelope. once open, cursive letters are drawn across the page;

Dearest Ivan,

It seems that you’ve got your hands quite full with your lovely daughter. Have you still been maintaining your job as a tutor? Have you still been using those reference books in the back of your room? Well, if you’re too preoccupied, then I’ll help myself and give them a new home. I’ll come by around midnight and pick them up (and visit your cute daughter ♥).

- Phantom Skye 

“…Perhaps that was a little too straightforward? Maybe I should’ve buttered him up a bit more instead…” he mused, around the outskirts of Zephyr Town, not really taking his own thoughts seriously. It was true though, he had been eyeing the tutor’s collection of reference books, and wanted them to be his own. Perhaps today would be the night. 

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“What in the world...?” Ivan raised an eyebrow upon finally reading the note he had managed to keep overlooking until that moment. Was this some sort of joke? As tired as he was from comforting a cranky, teething infant, it was better to take any necessary precautions possible to prevent the loss of his still much needed textbooks.

Doors and windows were locked tight. That should be enough, right? Ivan even considered lighting the fireplace, but he doubted the chimney would be a considered entrance. Entering his daughter’s nursery with his cat, he considered the situation to be similar to a lockdown drills done during lessons. Midnight was just a few minutes away, after all, so he kept an ear out for any suspicious noises.

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((I need to start more rps on Ivan so please let me know if you’d like to thread :3))

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What are some of your hopes for Annalise in the future?

Well, I’m certainly looking forward to that first 100-scored test, but I just want her to be as happy as possible growing up. That and her being tall enough to fit all the adorable dresses I’ve seen in some city shops!

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whats the biggest difference between being a teacher and being a parent?

It’s much less, ah, loud, I suppose. I’ve never had a teething student before, and seeing Annalise in pain is more than enough for me to fret about.

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*Ivan had intended on attending the New Years festival, even with plans on arranging for Dirk to babysit Annalise. At the last minute, however, a cranky, fussy baby takes top priority.*

Poor little one... I know it hurts, but soon you’ll be able to eat all sorts of new-- *Annalise is in too much pain to listen to any reasons, so she interrupts Ivan with another wail* I wish I could make the pain go away. *He sighs* The nice doctor said your teething ring would help. It’s nice and cold-- *As soon as Ivan lifts it up, the little one smacks the teething ring away as she continues to cry* Oh dear... Looks like we both will definitely be up past midnight...

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*Along with some knocks, the sound of an infant babbling can be heard outside Erik's door* Special delivery for a Miss Lucia and Mr. Mason.

/He’s doing his typical store tidying when he hears a knock and a voice that he recognizes, and he immediately stops what he’s doing and runs to the door, opening it with a smile/

Ivan! And little Annie! Little Annie who’s gotten so big, that is! /Laughs/ Which reminds me…the twins are now aware of the upcoming sibling, and Lucia in particular is very excited, so I should probably go tell them before-

/The sound of a tiny person using tiny feet to run as fast as she undoubtedly can soon reach his ears, and the look of being absolutely screwed and knowing it is apparent on his face/

[Lucia:] Iban! Iban!!! /She stops when she sees Annie, falling completely silent for a moment…though that quickly changes/ IS DA BABY!!! IBAN HAS IT!!! IBAN HAS IT WIF HIM!!! MASEY!!!

/Before Erik can even take the breath needed to remind her that babies do not enjoy bigger children screaming around them, she’s already gone again. He’s grateful that her breathing didn’t seem irregular that time, but still, wow…/

I am…so sorry about that…

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I’m glad to hear they’re looking fowar--

*Before Ivan can finish his sentence, Lucia’s quick (and loud) entrance startles Annie enough for the infant to start with those infamous pre-cry hiccups* Oh dear... *Ivan gently scoops up the little one from her carrier to comfort her*

Ah, it’s alright. Annie’s just not quite used to so many big people... and big noises! *He chuckles lightly before kissing his frightened daughter on the forehead* It’s okay, sweetheart. Daddy’s here.

At least Annie might serve as some practice for how to be around the upcoming little one, right?

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Though the, ah, position of the reindeer is something I don’t find very appealing, it certainly is ugly, don’t you think?

I thought it would be fun to let Annie in on the fun as well. I found just the cutest onesie for her to wear. *Annalise babbles in agreement, drooling a little, which prompts Ivan to quickly wipe the little one’s face to avoid messing up her new outfit* Sorry for the inevitable mess. Teething’s drawing near, and I’d say we’re lucky she’s just drooling for now.

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What is your favorite season and why?

Spring is a lovely season. I enjoy the nearly perfect weather of the season and the sudden burst of liveliness that goes along with it.

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What is your perfect pizza?

I’m a bit boring, I guess you could say, but I’d never object to just plain cheese. I don’t eat pizza very often, so I like my decision to be fail-proof.

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Ivan & Pierre

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Ah, that makes a bit of sense- after all you’ve done it must’ve seemed weird to have an empty nest. [Settles on stroking Annalise’s hair and making soft cooing noises in order to prevent himself from being devoured by her frightening and possibly dirty baby mouth, no matter how cute she is.]

Oh hush now, you’re only barely a year older than me Ivan! You’re giving me grey hairs just talking like that!

[Looking dramatically wounded he soon brushes it off with a smile, instead glancing between the two of them with a fond look.]

I’m happy for you though, if anyone would make an excellent father- it is certainly you.

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Oh, it certainly did. Even Harry’s growing to be more independent, as sociable a cat he is. Now the house is lively again, *chuckles* and it’s sure to be even more so as time goes on.

*Annalise babbles happily, waving her tiny arms in amazement towards all the places this new hand can go*

Forgive me. You just look so young, I’m sure you’ve got time to seek out the ‘dating scene’ as it’s called.

*Smiles warmly in gratitude, touched by Pierre’s statement* That’s so kind of you. I do try my best to be the perfect father for my daughter. I hope she thinks I’m doing a good job.

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Ivan & Pierre

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[Jumping a bit as he feels a very wet and toothless mouth start to gnaw on his appendages he laughs loudly at Annalise.]

Go ahead, try to eat my hand! You don’t even have teeth, you goof!  ♥

Ahahaha, no, it’s my fault! I kind of expected this. [Taking back his hand he wipes it on his pants.] What made you decide to start a family, Ivan? I’m curious–

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*Annalise wiggles her arms around, babbling with a tone of disappointment that her new, tasty toy decided to leave and get wiped off. Was she that dirty? How rude!

Ivan chuckles as he imagines such thoughts running through his daughter’s head. When asked about his decision, it takes him a while to think of a well-worded answer* You see, I’ve realized Dirk’s an independent adult now... he doesn’t quite need me around much anymore. I started to miss that, and, well, *Laughs lightly* I’m not getting any younger, myself. It was a harsh truth to learn that I’m not really the type to just go out there and search for a wife or anything like that, so I went searching for an adoption agency instead. I’m very glad I did, too. Annie here is so sweet and a wonderful addition to the family. She and Harry get along spectacularly well.