In one universe, things were better.
No one stopped me writing this drabble and now you all get to deal with this. For context complete 110% AU, the drowning of Silco happened, him and Vander have been apart for years, Vander has recently adopted Vi and Powder but needs help. Got it? Okay. Let’s go.
Not going to lie would love to turn this idea into an RP BUT ANYWAYS
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Looking up as one of his minions opened his office door Silco blinked in surprise. “What in the deepest dark are you doing?” The last thing he expected was to have someone just shoving their way into not just his office, but his home office in his house. The man who’d opened the door stammered out. “He, he’s not taking no for an answer Sir! He demands to see you!” Silco frowned pulling off the reading glasses he had on as he started to stand with one hand reaching into a desk drawer for a knife just in case. “Who?”
The man at the door had no chance to respond as all of a sudden he was shoved aside by a tall broad man in a brown coat. “Silco, please, you have to hear me out. I just…” Immediately interrupting the man who had apparently just shoved his way past two guards, and all of Silco’s house was a very exasperated and down right angry voice as Silco waved his hand. “Hear you out? Last time I agreed to hear you out Vander you fucking drowned me! You think you can just come into my house, and make demands of me? I trusted you, and you betrayed me.” Vander suddenly slammed his hands down onto Silco’s desk leaning in and looked pleadingly at Silco. For a moment Silco was reminded of some huge dog trying with all it’s might to look cute so it could get a treat.
“I’m sorry Silco. What I did to you, I’ve never forgiven myself. Please though, you had a younger sibling I know you did and I need help. Will you at least hear me out? We had something once, between us, Silco. It’s about children, two children, two Zaun Children.”
Silco’s hand tightened on the dagger he was holding as seconds passed and he stared at Vander trying to decide if this was a trick or not. “Some day I’m going to kill you, and take everything you have Vander.” It was an angry threat that perhaps some day in the future might become a strangely playful inside joke. At that moment however it was a sincere threat from a hurt, angry man whose eye throbbed in pain. All the same the dagger was slowly placed on the desk as Silco took a breath. “All the same you wouldn’t be here if you didn’t truly feel you had to be, and yes I did have a sibling once. Why does that...wait...Vander what did you do?” Vander let out a breath of relief and dragged a chair over it dropping down into without any care for the sudden protesting creak it offered due to his size. “Two girls, one named Vi and the other Powder. They… look you know that last fight Zaun had with Piltover? The one that got really bad? Vi, and Powder got orphaned so I took them in. I’ve had them both with me for about a month, and I’m running the Last Drop. Wish I had you looking over the books, all those fucking numbers, but anyways. So things are going decent with Vi. She misses her parents as does Powder which is understandable, but Vi is kind of, well, like me. I’m pretty sure she’s gona be a fighter like me when she gets bigger all punching and what not.” There was a distinct lack of interest on Silco’s face be it faked or real, and Vander hurried the story up. “Powder though there’s something in that girl that I don’t know how to deal with. I can’t connect with her the same way as Vi, and I don’t think she’s been eating enough. I don’t… I don’t think it’s on purpose or anything, but there’s something I’m just not getting and if something doesn’t change I think Powder is going to end up hurt. I barely know what to do with Vi, and no idea what to do with Powder. I just, I need help. Sil. I need help with both of them. You always said the sons and daughters of Zaun deserved better, well I’m trying to give these two daughters of Zaun better. So can you at least give me some advice or something?” Silco didn’t comment on the nickname he hadn’t heard for years. One that only Vander had ever used for that matter. Fingers tapping on his desk for a moment his face was unreadable before finally he stood. “I want to meet these two girls. Let’s go… and Vander if this is some kind of a game…” Vander shook his head, and the two men found themselves walking for the first time in years side by side. Silco’s sleeves rolled up closer to his elbow, and his lanky frame looking all the smaller for being next to Vander. There was no friendly banter as they moved, but there was an odd cohesion between the two as they stayed perfectly in step. Maybe they were no longer friends, but once upon a time the two men had forged a bond that on some level still showed.
Stepping into the small home Vander now shared with his adopted daughters Silco raised an eyebrow glancing at Vander who shrugged and called for Vi and powder. Both came down with Vi leading the way and being loud and happy to see Vander. Powder was behind her however with her head down and small hands poking at some small little mechanical object. Vander introduced Silco to Vi and the two nodded to each other with a touch of wariness. Silco wondering in the back of his head if one day Vi might be a problem for him the way Vander was, and Vi wondering why this weird looking creepy man was standing next to Vander so comfortably. Powder didn’t look up however until Silco crouched down tilting his head a bit almost going to one knee and offered a gentle smile.
“Hello, little girl.” For the first time Powder looked up at him, and blinked seeming to see something in the odd man who had lowered himself down to her height. Not something adults really ever did.
“What are you working on there?” Swallowing Powder slowly held out the center of what would one day be a small walking monkey. The only hint of what it’d be come one lone foot that from time to time twitched back and forth as some gear was hit.
“Oh. Well I can’t wait to see how it is when you finish it. Can you tell me your name? I’m, friends, with Vander. It’s okay. My name is Sil…”
Before he got his name fully out suddenly there was a small blue haired ball slamming into him, and for the first time in he couldn’t remember how long there was someone hugging him. She was crying and small hands grasping at his vest and suddenly he was literally on his ass looking shocked. Silco glanced at Vander for a moment who looked just as shocked and started to murmur something about how Powder hadn’t managed to cry since he’d brought the two girls home except in her sleep. With Vander not moving though Silco found his arms going around Powder and his voice slipping out.
“It’s okay… We will show them. We will show them all.”
Vi’s eyes widened a bit and she swallowed before looking up at Vander who had a thoughtful look on his face, and simply nodded with a hand dropping down onto Vi’s shoulder to offer a comforting squeeze. Vander had been right. There was something there that Silco could recognize in Powder, or perhaps Powder in Silco. Either way maybe… maybe now he had a chance to make things right between him and Silco. Maybe all four of them… Swallowing Vander broke the growing silence. “Why don’t you stay? For dinner I mean. The four of us. We don’t have anything fancy, but you and I have had worse.” Silco’s arms squeezed gently at Powder before loosening enough to let her go should she want. Powder did not move however, and Silco quietly resigned himself to staying on that floor for at least another few minutes. Hearing Vander his immediate impulse was to tell the man to fuck off but with the blue haired little girl clutching at him he just couldn’t bring himself to do so, and not quite believing himself or what was happening he looked up to Vander and nodded.
“Alright. I’ll stay… For dinner.”