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arlandcranex:

“ — What’s the matter? Can’t you keep up?”

“Yeah I can keep you, you fucker, I was tying me shoe!”

sam ✉ patrick

Sam: When time are you planning on getting home tonight? Also Kenzie has to do a family tree poster for school so I'm taking her to Micheal's to get everything.

Sam: Don't get mad if your living room is covered in glitter.

Patrick: I'm glad you texted me, I actually have sort of a late night. I was wondering if you could take Kenz to the diner around 5 so we could all grab dinner when I have time for a break, but I'll have to head back in after for an hour or so.

Patrick: Put newspapers down!

#texts

xsylviafox:

Sylvia really wasn’t a fan of kids, but that had been due to poor experiences from her own childhood that were best left unspoken. At the little girl’s reaction, she couldn’t help the warm smile that spread on her lips as she laughed. Nodding at the stranger, Sylvia shrugged a shoulder, “ — Listen, every little girl needs to know all about how bugs and cooties are basically the same thing, right?”

“Whaaat?” Mackenzie asked with all the curiosity in the world on her face, eliciting a soft laugh from Patrick, shaking his head as the girl seemed uninterested in him, making her way over to the other woman. “Is this the same as cooties?” She asked, holding up the bug. “This girl’s the easiest kid in the world to kidnap.”

texts | patrick + amelia

Amelia: No you wouldn't. I'll prove it to you

Amelia: It is, I'm glad you caught on to that one.

Amelia: what else are you cocky about? I'll save it for a special occasion. Do I get a uniform? Of course you are

Patrick: Show me the truth.

Patrick: I'm getting quicker in my old age, it's incredible.

Patrick: I haven't found it yet, but I'll be real cocky about it once I do. I'll be patiently waiting. Depends, what kind of uniform do you want?

#texts

mixedmartialmckenna:

Alex grinned a little. “I don’t know…” she trailed off. “Some bugs can be pretty cool.” She wanted to leave him hanging, but…nah, she’d help him out. “Some are pretty scary though. Most bugs, are pretty scary actually. I’ve seen some really wicked ones. Made me want to hide.”

Patrick laughed softly and shook his head. “Listen if I’m the only one here afraid of bugs, I’ll own that. Mackenzie, you think I’m the only one afraid of bugs?” He asked the little girl and was met with a high pitched “Yeah!” Followed by more arms waving. “Appreciate you trying to help,” he smiled up at the woman in between dodging the arm.

delilahrxse:

Delilah watched the interaction with the little girl and her father with a smile on her face. She was such a cutie. “Oh yeah grown ups are very afraid of bugs. I guess that means that you’re much more brave than all of the adults in the world!”

“Duh!” The little girl yelled. “I’m way braver than my daddy. Look!” She yelled, waving her hand in Patrick’s face with the bug once again. “Quit it, brat,” Pat laughed, grabbing her arm, gently pulling it back from him. “See what I put up with?” He asked the woman with a laugh.

cassidy-trevino:

“I think your dad is just a scardey cat,” Cassidy told the little girl with a smile on her face as she let her put the small critter in her palm. “Bugs aren’t that bad, are you scared of ladybugs too? or does it have to have more than four legs for it to freak you out?”

Patrick gave a dramatic roll of his eyes at the words, shaking his head with a laugh as Mackenzie too laughed at him. “I am afraid of lady bugs, yeah. They have a coat of armor on them, it’s horrifying,” he nodded. “You’re a scaredy cat, daddy!” The girl yelled out amidst her giggles.

clarissadavis:

Claire snorted at a laugh at the sight her of daughter trying to put the bug on Patricks face, squirming herself slightly and shifted over so the bug wouldn’t get on her. “Kenzie! Put the bug back.” She Instructed the girl with a laugh. When she heard Particks question, she turned to look at him with a nod. “It seems so.” She laughed before watching Kenzie go and put the bug back in the grass. “Talk about keeping us on our toes..”

Patrick watched the blonde run happily away, giggling to put the bug back. “She’s not gonna let me live that down forever, you know that, right?” Patrick turned to Claire with a smile. “Gonna be hearing all about how I’m a scaredy cat for the rest of my life.”

jackson--hart:

“Right,” Jackson nodded, hands in his pockets as he leaned back against the wooden table next to where the girls — his sister Anna included — were huddled together. “You should see me when there’s a spider in the room, I let out the biggest scream.” He let his jaw drop, eyes widening in exaggeration which earned a giggle from the group. With a smile, he dropped to the little girl’s height on one knee. “You’re much braver than me.”

“It’s a real high pitched shriek for me,” Patrick nodded, glancing to the girls and up at the guy, offering a nod as a thank you for a lifeline, and he proved to be just that as Mackenzie took to him to torture, holding the bug up to try and put on his face this time. “Kenz, you don’t wanna scare the poor guy!”

serahkraylick

like poetry.

patrick-connors

serahkraylick:

She could easily get lost in the thought of how easy Patrick made it — but the thought had worn itself down already. This was just who they were it seemed, and she was happy, he was happy and that was so indescribably important to Serah that when she squeezed his hand in return, it was clearly in agreement. “Water it is – “ She parted with him for only a moment before grabbing a fresh bottle from the fridge, returning to his side only to sit close enough where her legs could drape over his before handing him the bottle, “So — I don’t think I need to tell you that you’re a decent amount taller than me so — if I’m going to give you a back massage you’re going to have to sit on the floor, or lay down…somewhere.”

Patrick’s neck was craned for most of the time she was grabbing the water to watch her, turning back essentially just in time for her to join him. An arm wrapped loosely around her petite frame, the free hand taking the bottle only to rest it on her legs, leaning in to steal another kiss, this time to her lips, allowing them to linger a touch longer. “But I’m already comfortable here. Can’t you just grow a few inches?” Patrick squinted, his voice coming out muffled and lazy, just as the laugh that followed did. But still, he picked her legs up and moved them off him, giving her a soft pat to the side of them and getting a jolt of energy to slip down to the ground in front of where she sat. “I’m ready for relaxation, pretty,” he laughed, tipping the bottle back for a sip once the cap was removed.

#like poetry #paras

tyler-will:

Tyler laughed softly at the interaction. “Yes, very true,’ she agreed before looking down to at the girl. “But if you like bugs and bug related things, you should keep it up. Not enough big girls like bugs and they should,” she explained with a nod, taking the chance to encourage any girl to pursue any type of STEM field since you could never start too early.

Patrick smiled a touch more sincerely, his hand coming up to run through his daughter’s hair, moving her unruly waves out of her face, but quickly he had to react to the hand coming up to his face again. “See daddy!” She argued weakly. “She never said that it was okay to put bugs on peoples faces, you little brat!” He laughed. “You like bugs?” He asked, glancing up at the woman.

garner-reid:

“I’m going to Uganda. I’ve been Googling what I need to pack and I have to be conservative since it’s expected for the region. They even suggest packing two outfits a day, which stresses me out even more.”

“Uganda... that’s awesome. Are you going there for work or pleasure? Two outfits a day and you’ll be there for-- how long did you say? That’s too much clothes.”

sam--holt:

patrick-connors:

“That seems weird that they’d make you have a sip of that. They trying to get you drunk?” Patrick teased with a laugh. “And how much do I have to pay you extra to get you to get this place spotless?” Pat smiled again with a tip of his head. “You’re kidding. People your age shouldn’t even know expensive whiskey exists. You should be drinking cheap, terrible bourbon. –actually is it sexist for me to say you seem like more of a Burnetts girl?” He teased with the same grin. “Oh I don’t? You know she’s my daughter, I get to know about everything, you punk,” he shot playfully at her, chewing the inside of his lip. He wished he could have been more help, but glances behind furniture and under it were all he could manage, having no recollection of seeing the clothing anywhere. Eyes peeled down her without a thought, the hands motioning had brought the attention there, and that was why it seemed innocent enough. They didn’t linger, finding their way back up to her eyes after the motion was made. Thoughts weren’t quite as pure as his eyes read. “No, don’t apologize,” he shook his head sincerely without hesitation. “We can keep looking, I’ve got nothing going on.”

“They put it in those little cups the dentist gives you to spit they’re like this big,” She raised her hand to show just how small. “If I’m getting drunk off that, then that’s a personal problem.” She flashed him a smile as he at least toyed with the idea. “I don’t know you don’t have a huge space and you’re not messy so another $5 an hour seems far right?” The question ended as she bit down on her bottom lip, she had spent more time working on the perfect pout in the car than she cared to admit. “It’s very degrading that you think I would enjoy that. Yeah it’s cheap but it tastes like battery acid on the way down, god I’m offended.” She scoffed feigned hurt. “Alright I lie, the cherry is a classic but no it’s not my favorite.” She shrugged as she ran her hands through her hair once again but she huffed out. “We can take a break, maybe that will help me jog my memory nd it’ll hit me when I least think about it?”

“I don’t know, you seem like a little bit of a lightweight to me,” Patrick shrugged with a small grin. His eyebrows rose at the price she offered, tipping his head to the side slightly. “You’d clean this entire house for $5 an hour? Seriously? You gotta value yourself more than that, Sam,” he shook his head with a soft laugh. His eyes caught the pout, glancing away as he did, frankly mostly out of shame for how attractive he found it, but he tried to pretend to look for the sweater some more. He let out a laugh when she finally came around, shaking his head at her. “See, you’re a college girl. College girls and Burnetts go together like peanut butter and jelly,” he shook his head. “Yeah, sure thing. I was about to pour myself a bowl of cereal-- nice dinner I know. You want anything to eat?”

knox-williams:

“Not the brave ones,” he replied to his friend’s question, eliciting another squeal from the tiny girl. Crouching down next to Patrick, Knox steadied himself by placing a hand on the ground to take a closer look. “You should know better than to ask for my opinion,” he jested, nudging the male with his free elbow before turning his attention to Mackenzie. “What kind of bug is it, Kenzie?”

“Yeah yeah, big tough guy when the little devil isn’t trying to stick them up his nose,” Patrick teased back, giving the girl’s sides a quick squeeze, another squeal falling off her lips. Mackenzie turned her attention to Knox, holding out the bug much more casually to let him get a look. “It’s a round bug!” The little girl answered as confidently as could be, eliciting a small laugh from Patrick, nodding along to the answer.

bailee-williams:

There was nothing sweeter than watching the way that Patrick interacted with his daughter, their happiness bringing a smile to her own lips that was far from going away. Bailee let out a small yelp as Patrick claimed she liked bugs, shaking her head as she saw the look in Mackenzie’s eyes as she turned her way. “No no no!” She laughed as she ducked behind Patrick, using him to hide her face as the little girl laughed loudly while she waved the bug around.

Patrick had never really had happiness, but he did with Mackenzie in it’s purest form. Still, the help was appreciated and there was seemingly no one that could keep Kenzie as happy and entertained as Bailee did... and there the small girl was torturing her anyways. “Don’t use me to shield you from this abuse!” Patrick rolled himself out of the way letting Mackenzie free access to wave the bug right in Bailee’s face as she pleased. “See how much she loves ‘em, Kenz?!”

amelia-holloway:

“Smart girl, I bet she makes you go full out with voices and everything.” She laughed out letting her hair fall off her shoulders as she did so. “It’s pretty impressive, let me have this, please. Anyone I should keep my eye out for? No that I exactly follow sports but who knows? That might at least keep me interested. Whenever we were in the states, my dad would take me to some little league game just for the Payday Bars. I’m sure your daughter loves having that time with you even if it’s just for the sugar high.”

“She’s not so bad, I don’t have to put my all in it anymore,” he shrugged with a subtly amused grin. “It’s really not though, I promise. It’s just a lot of time in cars,” he shrugged. “Eh, if I’m being honest, this area isn’t exactly a baseball hot bed,” he shrugged. “But I’ll let you know. Dad big on baseball too? Or just an excuse to hang out with his little girl?”

adampainter:

Adam shook his head. “Oh, come on. I doubt he’s never heard a few swear words before.” He looked at the little kid and nodded as he was confirming his suspicions.

“That doesn’t need them reinforced,” Patrick shrugged. “Don’t buy the popcorn, whatever, man. You don’t need to cause a scene and be a jerk about it.”

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