"HEY- no swearing around your little siblings. we'll discuss this matter later." you scold her for using such foul language at the dinner table. schlatt gives your daughter a pointed look.
"that's so fuckin unfair!?!? none of my friend's mom's care if they're out late." your teenage daughter exclaims.
ignoring his silent warning, she stands up, shoving her chair back in the process.
"you never let me do ANYTHING fun! I'm going out with them and I don't care what you say." she yells reminding you that she, without a doubt, inherited your fiery attitude. combined with the usual "teenage rebellious phase", it was lethal.
she constantly gave both schlatt and you a headache. challenging and pushing your buttons every single day.
"watch your tone with your mother."
"honey... we talked about this. you are still so young to be going out that late. it's dangerous, it's not safe, and you're NOT going out on my watch." you say with a mixture of sterness and exhaustion, having gone over this multiple times.
she rolls her eyes, blurting out words in a fit of anger, "oh you're fucking insufferable-"
her words hung in the air, shocking everyone sitting at the table. even your 3 year old fell silent, knowing something was up.
your eyes widen momentarily in disbelief as hurt flickered across your face at her words.
schlatt, who had quietly been eating, stood up abruptly. his chair scraping across the wooden floor.
"DO NOT disrespect MY wife like that, you hear me?"
your daughter recoiled slightly, stunned by her father's sudden intervention. it was rare for him to break away from the 'silly, goofy dad' image but when he did.... boy was it scary. his brooklyn accent even more prominent when he was mad.
she opens her mouth as if to argue but thought better of it. realizing she had gone too far this time around.
"you must be INSANE if you think I'll sit here and listen to you speak to my wife like you just did. and i sure as hell am NOT gonna tolerate the level of disrespect you just showed her when all she wants is your safety."
"thanks hun." you quietly say, giving him a smile and thanking him for always having your back.
"now apologize to her like you mean it." he huffs, sliding his chair back under him.
he sits back down and reaches across, placing a reassuring hand on top of yours.
he places a tender kiss on the back of your hand, smiling back at you.
Crayons and markers were strewn across the living room floor. Rio was playing softly on the TV, brightly colored animated birds filling the screen with rich blues and yellows. A mess of brown curls laid on its stomach, legs bent slightly in the air behind her. the thick sketchbook that was mostly filled with drawings of dinosaurs and their skeletons sat in front of the small figure. A soft humming also fills the room, the soft melody matching that of the one coming out of the TV speakers.
Schlatt looks at his daughter with a fond smile from his place leaned against the wall, finally done with editing for the day. He shifts his weight, moving to better see what she was drawing. He sees the shapes of blue wax that make up the main character on the movie. He finally moves off the wall, "you having fun there, Picasso?" he smiles. Aurora squirms to turn over and get to her feet, and once she does she rushes to crash into his legs. He lets out a soft "oof" with a chuckle.
"dad!" she cheers, using both of her small hands to grasp his to drag him toward the small mess she created. He allows her to guide him, sitting criss cross and allowing her to clamber into his lap. She reaches forward to grab her sketchbook, now teetering on her lap; An arm wrapping around her waist to keep her steady. She squirms slightly to get comfortable, leaning back against his chest as she adds color to her drawing. "are you all done?" she murmurers, worrying if she asked too loud he would remember all the other work he had to do.
He nods his head, "yeah, baby girl, all done f'today." She nods firmly at his words, the motion much too serious for the information she received and her age. "what 'ave you been doin'?" he asks softly.
It takes a while for Aurora to answer, her mind focused on the drawing in front of her. Schlatt waited patiently, having grown patient with the way his daughter works. Eventually she hums softly to herself, mostly to signal to him that she was mulling over what she wanted to say, to tell him that she heard him and was processing. "watched movie" she mumble softly.
He cards a hand through her hair, humming in response. "I figured" he chuckles, matching her soft tone, "that all you did?" he probes slightly. Aurora shrugs in response, small shoulders moving up and down against her father's chest. "did you draw?" he asks softly, noting that this was one of her more quiet days. He watches as she fiddles with the pages, latching her thumb nail into the top edges of the paper, "can I see any of them?"
He doesn't get an outright answer, just her curling against his chest and leaning her head back so he can look at the sketchbook on her lap. Small fingers messily flip back a few pages, showcasing drawings of multiple Protoceratops. "They were small" she tells her father, "only like two feet." Her father hums from behind her, "they were quab- quad-dropro" she stumbles over the words, eventually huffing "they walked on four feet like dogs… how do you say that?" she stretches her neck to look up at Schlatt.
"quadruped" he answers, used to having to echo the words from her dinosaur books. He had gotten good at learning all of these Latin and scientific terms (though usually from wikipedia and different 'how do you pronounce' youtube channels).
She echos the word under her breath a few times before nodding, "and they dug underground" she continued, showing how she drew a rough diagram of the dinosaur in a hole. The duality of Aurora's drawing ability always baffled Schlatt; she would practically reproduce detailed drawings and models from what she saw in her books and the TV, but she was also just as capable to produce rough crayon scribbles that one would expect from a five year old.
"sounds like you were more productive then me" he jokes, scanning the drawings again. Aurora flips back to the page with the bird drawings.
"I drew the birds from the movie" she tilts the book slightly to allow him to see. "birds are like the kids of dinosaurs… but also they were there when there was dinosaurs… 'member?"
"birds and alligators" Schlatt responds, having practically memorized the information given in any museum containing dinosaurs within the state.
"yeah" she whispers, squirming until her father releases his hold on her. She closes her book with a small thump and looks at him, her doe eyes now pulled into a squint, "what did you do?" her voice as serious as she could muster.
Schlatt bites back the chuckle, "I was editin'" he starts, "all the stuff from the stream from the weekend." The expectancy in the eyes in front of him prompt him to continue, "it was pretty borin', but I shouldn't have to work for the next little bit." Aurora continues to look at her father, waiting for the information she wanted to hear. A smile worms its way onto the man's face, he knew exactly what she wanted to hear "I didn't call Charlie or Ted… or anybody else." Once the words leave his mouth she groans and leans back, now laying against the carpet. He chuckles fondly at her dramatics, "look we can call them tomorrow, how's that sound?" he placates.
"'s it f'work?" she opens one eye to look at him.
He shakes his head "nope. we can call 'em just so you can talk to 'em." Aurora's love-hate relationship with Chuckle Sandwich, she was glad to have the opportunity to talk to her uncle Ted and Charlie more often, but often was unable to because they had to record. She lifts herself up, moving back to his lap, and watches the movie; clearly happy with his response. The two of them sit in a silence only broken by the film playing in front of them. He scans the room slightly, a small frown makes its way onto his face when he notices the missing yellow dog. "where'd Cosmo head off to?" he asks softly, knowing the older dog enjoyed laying next to the girl.
"he followed g'ma… she had food" she replies.
"did you have food?" he asks her, shifting to stand with her on his hip as he moves to the kitchen to make himself lunch.
"yeah huh, grammy made me apple slices"
"well that was very nice of her," he shifts her higher onto his hip as he moves around, "but apples isn't all of lunch, did you have anything else?"
"you said we were gonna have lunch together" she reminds.
"ah" he hums "how could I have forgotten" he teases, "alright well, what are we havin' then?"
"'andwiches" she mumbles into the crook of his neck. She maneuvers onto his back, now perched like a backpack as he makes the two of them sandwiches. He moves back and forth from the counter to the fridge, grabbing the different toppings for his.
"what'cha thinkin', kid?"
she hums loudly before settling on "peanut butter 'n jelly" with a firm nod against his back.
"you know there are other kinds of sandwiches, right?" his voice teasing as he spreads the peanut butter on the slice of bread. Once the sandwich is completed, he hands her the bread-cutter shaped into a dinosaur. He helps ease her feet onto the ground and she grabs the plastic from him. She presses the cutter firmly into the bread, jumping slightly to try a d get more pressure. Aurora's small fingers work carefully to pull the crust away from the shape, her brown eyes slightly narrowed in concentration.
Now that lunch was assembled, the father and daughter happily eat while finishing the movie.
dad!schlatt and his kid is asking about his new york accent (because they are young and don’t understand how it works) and they ask him how he got it and where it comes from and why he sounds different from you and your kid so he has a cute conversation with them explaining how different accents and languages work trying his best to get them to understand 🥰✨
Hi lovely! Can I request Schlatt x single mom!reader and he meets her little girl who’s 3, for the first time? How do you think he acts around the holidays with her?
ugh dad!schlatt?? my heart
jay would be scared at first, he's a giant manchild and now he's helping raise toddler???
starts watching his mouth more often, he's not perfect but he does try his best
spends his free time watching bluey w her
calls her his lil munchkin <333
if you don't want her posted he's very good ab hiding her on his stream & in his videos
if you're ok with her being posted he absolutely uses her to get views (/jk)
does a stream with her playing kiddie games ???
she loves jambo nd burnt soup sm
now for the holidays;
he SPOILS tf outta her omg. im talking ab anything she wants, she gets
takes his boots and makes footprints out of "snow" (flour) leading towards the tree
would love to take both of you to new york for the holidays
he's a sucker for matching pajamas ugh <3
if you guys are in a snowy environment, makes snowmen and has snowball fights with the munchkin and makes her hot cocoa when they're done <3
You’d been streaming for nearly an hour at this point. That when schlatt, who’d become a father figure nearly a year ago after figuring out about your not to ideal home life, walked in. You’d been spending the night at his house for nearly a week straight at this point but you, despite the dozens of nights you’d spend over and likely hundreds of hours you’d spend around him, you’d never get used to the way he’d bust into a room. Usually you’d just squeak a little, but this time, for the first time, you called him dad. “DAD! Gah! You scared the shit out of me- oh fuck…” it took a moment for you to notice what you’d said, but chat and the man infront of you noticed immediately. “Kiddo-“ he whispered, small tears pricking his eyes that he quickly blinked away. You simply played with the hem of your shirt, scared at how he’d react. “Toots, look at me,” he said gently, bending down to reach your eye level. You looked at him teary eyed and placed his hands on your shoulders. “I love you so much, ok? I’d be honored to be your dad, but there’s no pressure for that title. I love you just as much even if you never spoke to me again” giggling at the last part, you hugged him tightly. He hugged you back before pulling away and kissing your forehead. That’s when he remembered you where live. He stood up and looked at the camera “I HAVE A KID!” You laughed and hid your face in your hands as he ruffled your hair.
PLEASEEEEE the first time your kid says "make groceries" he almost dies 😭😭😭
my final point: calling him sha as a joke at first but then he actually starts to like it
okay goodnight honk shoooo mimimimi
🎲 anon
NO WAIT CALLING HIM SHA ☹️ HE WOULD HATE IT SO MUCH BUT THEN HE WOULD REALIZE ... "that's something only my partner is gonna call me, no one else is gonna call me that... oh i love them" AND I JUST
you just killed me thank you 🎲 anon /pos
also the first time you ask schlatt to "get down" somewhere and he's like "??? get down??? boogie?? like you want me to bust a fuckin move??"
