Summary: Flash-forward to Sophie’s teenage years, when she goes through her first brake up
genre: fluff and very very minor angst
wc: 711
tw: teenage breakup angst
[A/N] remember sophie? well she’s back.
A door slamming interrupted the quiet atmosphere of the suburban English home. Dan looked up from the soup he was stirring and Phil walked out of the lounge where he had been watching tv.
“I hate him!” The yell resonated through the house.
A look was passed between the two males. Dan turned the burner he was using off and followed the older into the entryway to greet their 16 year old daughter.
Both Dan and Phil were alarmed to see their girl crying; she was sitting on the floor with her back to the wall and knees to her chest. Her shoulders heaved as she sobbed into her arms.
“What’s happened, sweetie?” Phil asked. He sat next to the shaking girl and pulled her into his arms.
“Papa… he b-broke up with m-me,” she hiccuped. He face was now pressed into the black haired man’s shoulder. Her other dad sat on the other side of her, rubbing soothingly along her shoulder blades.
“Aw, Soph, I’m sorry. What happened? Do you know why?”
“He…” she started. “He said it was because of another girl.” She sniffled as her eyes welled up again. “He said he thought she was cuter than me.”
Dan wrapped his arms around her and hugged her tight. He tried his best to quiet the wailing girl.
Phil stood from his sitting position, groaning the entire way. “I’ll go make some hot chocolate.” His footsteps disappeared into the kitchen.
Sophie’s crying had stopped. She was sniffling and rubbing her eyes.
“C’mon,” Dan mumbled. “Go get changed into something more comfortable and come to the lounge.”
“Okay.”
They momentarily parted ways, Sophie going upstairs to her room to put on her cozy lion pajamas, and Dan to the kitchen to check on Phil.
As he walked into the kitchen, Phil was pouring hot chocolate into mugs; soup had already been dished out and now sat, steaming, on the counter. Dan’s lips twitched into a grin as he watched his husband doing domestic things for their daughter.
Thinking of Sophie made his smile impossibly brighter.
Dan walked next to Phil and kissed his cheek. “I love you.”
“I love you, too, you big nerd.”
With hot drinks and soup in hand, the two giants made their way to the lounge. On the sofa Sophie sat, Goma the shiba inu sleeping at her feet. Both Sophie and Goma looked up at the sound of the two entering. The dog jumped up, tilting her head, examining the soup Dan had placed on the coffee table.
“Sophie, you know Goma isn’t allowed on the furniture,” Dan stated. He didn’t bother moving the dog or telling her to get down, instead sitting next to her.
Phil handed a mug to Sophie, a mug to Dan, and held the last one as he sat on the other side of the teenage girl. Said girl was putting her dyed-brown hair into a messy bun to avoid it dipping into her soup.
She looked back and forth between her parents. “Thanks Papa, thanks Dad. I love you.”
“I love you, too,” they both replied. Around the three of them was a comfortable silence. Only ten minutes had gone by when Phil broke it.
“He’s wrong, you know.”
Dan and Sophie looked at him quizzically. “What, Papa?”
“The boy who broke up with you.” He scratched at his chin, fingers smoothing the short facial hair back down. “You’re the most beautiful girl I’ve ever laid eyes on.”
Sophie rolled her eyes. “You’re biased because I’m your daughter.”
“He’s right, though,” Dan interrupted. “I’ve never met anyone more stunning than you.”
Her blue eyes welled up. “Dad…”
“C’mere.” Dan opened his arms, and she fell in them. “Phil and I love you very much; never forget that okay?” He pulled away to look in her eyes. “You’re the most important thing in our lives.”
Sophie smiled and hugged him again. Phil put his arm on her shoulders and Goma jumped into her lap, barking for a little attention.
They all laughed. “You’re important, too, Goma.”
At the sound of her name, Goma barked. Even her little puppy face looked happy.
Sophie looked around her, at her dads and the room and their dog.
Summary - Dan and Phil have two children, Finn aged 15 and Amy aged 3, and Amy wants to play Hairdressers with Dan. Long story short, Finn walks in on the two and shouts his Pa
"I’m home!"
"In the lounge!"
Finn nodded to himself and then made his way through the familiar flat before stopping in the doorway of the lounge.
”What are you doing?”
He chuckled slightly at the sight of his Dad sat on the floor with his three year old sister putting clips in his hair.
"Amy wanted to play hairdressers…so that’s what we’re doing."
"Yeah, want to play Finn?"
"I’m good thanks-does Pa know you’re doing this?"
"No and he’s not-Finn Lester don’t you dare!"
"Pa?!"
"Yeah?"
"Come here, Dad wants you to see something!"
"You are so dead-"
"You can’t do anything for this!"
"What did you want to-Oh my god."
Phil bit his lip at the sight of his husband with pink sparkly clips dotted around his brown fringe and then opened his mouth to speak.
"Wow Aim’s, Daddy doesn’t even let me decorate his hair."
"Not another word from either of you."
"Okay but I think a photo is in order."
”Phil.”
"Dan."
Phil took his phone from his back pocket and took a picture of Dan who was now struggling to pull all the clips from his fringe while Amy angrily stared in protest and carried on adding them.
"Come on Aim’s lets go make dinner."
"But I’m not done yet."
"Oh yes you are."
She frowned at Dan and then huffed loudly and ran over to Phil who bent down and picked her up before walking over to Dan who was still pulling out the clips.
"I don’t know, I kind of like it."
Dan slapped him lightly on the arm and told him to go make dinner whilst Phil chuckled.
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Okay so I know its bad but I had this idea and wanted to write something and idk yeah
I have a question; how would a modification done by science be passed down from parent to child? In school, I was taught that it can't.
In a way, it's like saying a baby will have the same tattoo or scar or split tongue or something their parent does. Modifications by science are non-heritable traits, meaning they can not be passed on from parent to child. Using real world modifications to the human body as an example, we can see that they will not be passed on. Suppose a woman was born with six fingers on her hands, but had one removed. Suppose her husband had the same done, and they had a child together. The child could very likely be born with six fingers, as that is the dominate trait over five fingers, even though their parents had their sixth fingers removed.
In the end, saying there would be no chance of their baby having six fingers on their hands because neither of their parents currently do has the same principal as saying if Danny or another hybrid had a child that child would be a hybrid too.
Danny's becoming of half ghost was not genetic, and neither was Vlad's. Therefore, how could it be passed down from parent to child? It's non-heritable. Unless the child had some event in their lives, like Danny's or Vlad's portal accidents, they couldn't become a hybrid. It isn't scientifically possible.
(Not to mention the logic of it all is a little iffy... "Congratulations Mrs. Fenton, it's a boy! ...T-that's flying out of my hands?!" "...Oh look, he takes after his father.")
The ability to survive the portal accident, on the other hand, could very well be.
I recall reading somewhere that the almighty creator Butch Hartman said that not everyone can become a hybrid the way Danny or Vlad did and would've likely died instead.
With that, it can be inferred (thanks to the help of Masters of All Time where we have our wonderful Halfa!Jack) that the ability to survive the portal accident is something genetic. Though the hybrid status couldn't be passed on, but the template to become a hybrid could very possibly be.
So, Danny, Vlad's, and/or Halfa!Jack's children could all logically become hybrids if they had an accident similar to their parents, but otherwise they could spend their lives as a normal human and nobody would know the difference.
...Or could they? After all, to quote the theme song, "his molecules got all rearranged!"
In real life, hybrids are often infertile, meaning they can't have children. Ligers (lions/tigers), Mules (donkeys/horses), and Camas (camels/llamas) are all infertile hybrids in nature. (Though the females are fertile with ligers, the males are not. That's got to suck!) By that logic, our hybrids through science would very likely be infertile as well.
Excluding Danielle, because I'm not sure what to count her as. In all honesty I think she might be less of a hybrid and more of a ghost that can take a human form. Also I have a headcanon that she's female on the outside and male on the inside.
TL;DR- Thanks to the magic of science and non-heritable traits, it seems to me that either Danny and the other Canon hybrids could quite possibly be unable to have children or through some fluke of nature can only pass on the genetic blueprint to become a hybrid. Thus, their child will not become a hybrid unless they mimic their parent's accident. Also I don't know how to classify Danielle in it.